Chapter 17: The Prophecy (2/2) || Awakening
Viktor leaned back in his throne, his gold teeth glinting as he smirked. "Pay up, boy. Before I change my mind and double the price."
Xavier's fingers twitched slightly. "We had a deal. A man of your stature should honor his word."
Viktor's laughter boomed through the chamber. "I honor money, not words. Now pay before I lose my patience."
Xavier spread his fingers wide, then clenched them into fists. "Fine. Bring the payment device."
Viktor snapped his fingers. Two guards approached with a sleek neural payment terminal. The man's grin widened as he inputted the amount. "Six billion. One extra for wasting my time."
Xavier began the transfer process, his fingers moving over the holographic interface. Then he paused. His knuckles cracked loudly in the silent room.
Viktor's brow furrowed. "What the fuck are you doing? Finish the payment."
Xavier's entire demeanor shifted. The calm, respectful facade shattered like glass. His voice dropped into a venomous growl. "You remember that night at The Crimson Star bar? When you pushed that girl sitting with me?"
Viktor waved a dismissive hand. "What about it? Why bring up ancient history now? Complete the payment and get out of here."
Xavier's eyes burned with cold fury. "That 'girl' was one of my fucking wives. And I don't appreciate motherfuckers putting their hands on what belongs to me."
Viktor's expression darkened. "If you don't want the rock, I'll sell it to someone else."