Villain Hiring: Help! Author Wants Me Dead-Chapter 96: Volume 2 (Teaser)

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5 Months Later,

The Indian Subcontinent.

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"Have you checked on him yet?"

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I yawned out loud, "Venus, it's 5 in the morning, even the sun has yet to rise and the first thing you ask your sexy wife, who by the way, has returned from an almost decade of exile… is if I checked up on Noah or not?"

The man lying beside me was none other than the head of the newly formed family of the Romero's after the Great Blip.

A phenomenon that the whole world underwent after the Gods descended on Earth.

Kingdoms and Empires fell in a single night, rulers were swept away like a history of the past.

Every single being on Earth was introduced to a divine technology known as The System.

This gave everyone a chance to grow infinitely stronger, even the weakest teenagers could follow quests and become stronger.

The Romero state, our kingdom; everything turned to dust in a single day.

World order changed and The System divided Earth into different Subcontinents.

Thankfully, knowing the appearance of 'The Blip' prior had given us the chance to be prepared.

That was how we had saved our noble asses.

Venus and I had been forced apart due to the exile, but it did not take long before we got back together.

Looking at my husband's hazel eyes staring worriedly onto the ceiling above us, I could not help but feel a pinch of ache in my heart.

Noah D. Romero.

Our Grandson.

That stupid boy—

Ughhh

There was a time when I would do anything for him, I would stand by my grandson's side even if the world called him wrong.

But now…

A flicker of hurt flashed past my eyes, thinking about him.

Noah D. Romero.

The Hollow Prince.

The Reaper.

The Heartless—

It had been more or less 5 months since we returned to the estate and yet, Noah had become famous among the whole wide world in just a month after we returned.

I had always feared that he would steer off to the dark side…and maybe that's what had happened then.

I did not know.

Suryi, The Goddess of Eternal Flames and Justice, had warned me a countless times before, but I had ignored her.

After all… he was my grandson.

He was my love…

He was my everything.

Not long after The Great Blip, something changed in Noah, he became more ruthless, more unfeeling… and more evil.

The boy took on it upon himself to kill every single member of the Assassination Hall, leaving only the Guild Master and a few of our family's trusted assassins.

At that time, I had simply thought of it as revenge.

As Justice.

The boy had done only what was supposed to be done.

Those assassins had tried to kill us multiple times.

But what complicated our relationship wasn't that.

No.

It was what happened after.

The boy took over the Assassination hall and using the 'Credits' he had exchanged with the System in exchange for the physical assets he had bought from Venus's money; he turned in into some secret society.

They Called it "Villain Hiring."

Making that bastard guild master of the previous Assassination Hall the "Leader" of this organisation while pulling strings from the background, Noah joined the society as an anonymous newbie assassin.

"Heartless."

That's what they called him.

He took on the weirdest missions, killed people he barely knew and followed a set pattern…

As if he was supposed to follow it no matter what?

Venus and I had started becoming worried about the boy, this was not the Noah we knew.

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Yes.

The position of the head of the house was still at line and no one could win the throne without getting their hands dirty, but this was something else entirely.

And I knew it.

All of this just could not be the work of my baby boy.

I'd seen him secretly cry, talking to himself like a madman about how he wants to stop and how he couldn't continue this anymore.

But he went nonetheless.

He killed anyway.

Not being able to sleep anymore, I got out of my blanket and let Venus rest a while more.

Walking out of the room, I left the house.

What welcomed me was the silent humming of insects along the lines of bushes that bordered our current estate.

Stepping outside, I inhaled deeply, letting the cold morning air fill my lungs.

There was a faint chill in the winds, carrying the scent of wet grass and jasmine.

The world had changed so much.

Our grand estates, our lands that once stretched beyond the horizon, were all gone.

We had sold most of it—every field, every manor, every stretch of fertile soil that had once belonged to the Romero name.

In return, we gained Credits, the only thing that held value in this new world ruled by the System.

Gold, jewels, and riches meant nothing now; everything was bought and sold through Credits.

At first, it had felt like betrayal, letting go of generations' worth of wealth.

But there had been no other choice.

Those who failed to adapt were swept away. At the very least, we had managed to hold on to the main estate, the last remaining home of the Romero family.

I glanced around, taking in the sight before me.

The place wasn't as grand as it once had been, but it was still beautiful in its own way.

Houses of different styles lined the pathways, each belonging to a different member of the family.

Some were built with sleek, modern designs—glass walls and steel frames reflecting the first light of dawn.

Others kept the old-world charm, with sloping tiled roofs, ivy-covered walls, and wooden balconies that creaked with age.

Bushes and vines trailed along the pathways, their leaves heavy with morning dew.

The air was filled with the sharp, citrusy scent of freshly trimmed lime from the lemon trees.

Somewhere in the distance, a wind chime twinkled gently.

Even though the Romero family no longer ruled as it once did, the estate still held its own kind of dignity.

My bare feet brushed against the cool stone pathway as I made my way towards a certain house, my thoughts heavy with worry.

In the past 5 months, Noah had beome something entirely else.

But all of this wasn't because of the crazy killings or the feats he had achieved.

No.

It was because of what happened 3 months ago…In the battle of Villo Greek.

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