Simon gestured toward the opposite side of the room, where a massive pit writhed with crocodiles.
Calliope stared, speechless. Of all the maniacs in the world, she had to cross paths with this one.
With no escape left to her, she set her jaw and lashed out with her free hand, simultaneously kicking the table between them and sending it crashing over. In an instant, she and Simon were locked in a furious fight.
Calliope’s combat skills were far from lacking, but Simon matched her with relentless force. Blow after blow landed between them in a rapid, brutal exchange that went on for several minutes. None of Simon’s henchmen dared intervene without his orders—they simply watched as if enjoying a savage spectacle.
Across the room, Nigel and Damien fixed anxious eyes on the fight. Damien silently willed Calliope on, fists clenched in useless support. Nigel, worried sick, squirmed desperately against his ropes, trying to break free.
The brawl raged evenly—until, with a swift motion, Calliope drew a handful of silver needles from her sleeve. She hurled them like darts, aimed straight at Simon’s face.
Simon jerked back, unwilling to risk his features. The moment he faltered, Calliope launched a flying kick that sent him sprawling to the ground.
She rushed in, ready to press her advantage with another savage kick, but Simon caught her leg mid-motion, bringing her to a sudden halt. She tried to yank herself free, but his grip was iron-strong. With a violent pull, Simon wrenched her off her feet and slammed her down beside him.
They grappled fiercely on the ground. Calliope’s hands slipped, and in that moment she realized she’d pushed Simon past his breaking point—a low, guttural snarl broke from his throat as his expression twisted.
His eyes blazed red as he fixed her with a deadly glare. “I warned you not to cross me!” he hissed. “You’re going straight to those crocodiles—in pieces!”
As he spat the words, his fist drove hard into Calliope’s stomach. She let out a strangled gasp and stumbled back several feet.
“Callie!” Nigel’s voice rang with desperation. He was nearly free from his ropes and made a dash toward her, only for Simon’s men to tackle him after a few steps.


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Oh wrestling expert ey? So is this Khamzat Chimaev or Shavkat Rakhmonov? Because Khabib's would be too haram....
Oh no. Million is just mix of Conor McGregor, Islam Makhachev, Mike Tyson, Max Holloway, Anderson Silva... I bet he lands 5sec flying knees like Jorge Masvidal too. Oh nope, 1sec knees. And has faster left hooks than Alex Pereira. Definitely would win UFC championship in every weight division including women. Poor Zhang Weili....
Okay so.... Million is now from East. Arctic wolf from East, modified genetically so he can manage his own Instagram and probably also box like Mike Tyson and snapping left hooks like Alex Pereira....
This is starting to be the same twister of abilities as Cassandra Yates and Tiffany. But question is, why the hell Silas can't just open his mouth and tell Caliope that she's the one whom he has in his heart. He would prevent a lot of misunderstanding. Seems like despite capability of talking with modified arctic wolf, she's not like telepathic....
Oh no, so FL is again another hidden genius with both hemispheres working on hundreds... Ffffuuuu. Cassandra Yates and Tiffany were already enough, ughugh. And Tiffany was even more exaggerated than Cassandra....
That's weird, in the first chapters there was said that her bio parents and bros doteď on Caliope but then they adopted Lisette, but this chapter suddenly says otherwise. Did author forget what he wrote?...
I REALLLYYY REALLLYYYY REALLYYYYYY WANT TO SLAP THE 3 BROTHERS WHENEVER THEY OPEN THEIR MOUTH !!! AND THEIR MOM !!!...
Why has this not been updated ?? there were 5 more chapters which was released and it has not been updated.. Please do update on regular basis......