Adrian's heart raced as he held the golden scroll, his eyes skipping over the clauses and going straight to the bottom, where the phrase "Signature Required: Your most valued possession" was written in gleaming golden script.

His breath hitched. He reread the line, hoping he had misunderstood, but the words remained the same.

The contract demanded something he wasn't expecting—something far more precious than he could have imagined. At least it wasn't the Scar of Ecstacy or something else.

He exhaled slowly, steadying himself, then glanced up at Ava, who stood watching him with a knowing smile.

"Your most valued possession," she repeated in a smooth and alluring voice. "It's a fair price, don't you think? For everything I offer in return."

Adrian's mind raced. He wasn't sure what that meant for him. He didn't have gold or jewels—he wasn't a wealthy man by any means, at least since he lost all he had. So what was his most valued possession?

Ava, sensing his hesitation, stepped closer, her golden eyes gleaming with amusement. "Come now, Adrian. I've seen your desires. It's not material wealth you hold dear. You've come this far, and you know what's required of you. Sign it, and you'll have power beyond imagining."

Adrian swallowed, forcing himself to focus. He couldn't let Ava's intoxicating presence cloud his judgment, but the allure of what she offered—wealth, power, influence—was strong. He knew that with Ava's abilities, he could achieve what he needed.

He could finally get his revenge. But the cost…

He scanned the contract again, reading the terms more carefully this time:

CONTRACT OF WEALTH AND AMBITION

By entering this contract, Adrian agrees to become the champion of Ava, Goddess of Greed.

Terms:

Adrian will gain unparalleled wealth, influence, and cunning knowledge bestowed by Ava.

Adrian will pursue and accumulate riches, treasures, and valuable assets for Ava's glory.

Ava will grant Adrian unparalleled business acumen, negotiation skills, and strategic insight.

Adrian will protect Ava's interests and advance her influence in the realms of commerce and finance.

Ava will provide Adrian with exclusive access to hidden opportunities, lucrative deals, and untold riches.

Consequences of Breach:

Failure to fulfill the terms will result in:

Loss of wealth and influence.

Ava's wrath, manifesting as financial ruin and bankruptcy.

Adrian's reputation will be tarnished, and business endeavors will crumble.

Benefits:

By honoring this contract, Adrian will:

Accumulate unimaginable wealth and power.

Gain access to exclusive networks and influential connections.

Enjoy Ava's protection and guidance in matters of finance and commerce.

Signature Required: Your most valued possession.

Adrian frowned. "What exactly does it mean by 'most valued possession'?" he asked warily, still sounding steady..

Ava smiled. "It's not as simple as a physical object, Adrian. What do you treasure most? What defines you? What, if taken away, would leave you empty?"

Adrian's frown deepened. He was no stranger to sacrifices, but this was different. His thoughts wandered back to everything he had lost already—his family, his home, his old life. There was only one thing that kept him going: his mission for revenge.

That burning need to right the wrongs that had been done to him. Could that be what Ava was asking for? Was his most valued possession the very thing that fueled him?

"I don't have wealth," Adrian said, his tone firm. "No gold or treasure of my own. And if you're asking me to give up something intangible... something like my desire for revenge, then what's the point?"

Ava's smile widened, her golden eyes gleaming with anticipation.

She stepped closer to Adrian, her voice dropping to a soft, seductive purr. "I don't need your gold, Adrian. Look around you. All of this belongs to me—treasures beyond your wildest dreams. What I want is something far more precious, something that holds deep meaning to you."

Adrian's heart skipped a beat as her words sunk in. He wasn't sure what she was getting at until she continued, her smile curling into something far more dangerous.

"Your most valued possession, Adrian," she whispered. "Perhaps a wedding ring, a family heirloom, a locket—anything that holds importance to you. A token of sentiment, something that ties you to the past."

Adrian's breath caught in his throat. Suddenly, it all made sense. He didn't have gold or jewels, but there was one thing he had kept with him through everything.

Reaching into his pocket, his fingers brushed the cool metal of the locket—an old, tarnished silver locket that had belonged to his wife.

It was the last piece of her that he still carried with him, a reminder of the life he had lost and the vengeance he sought to claim.

He pulled it out and stared at it for a moment, the image of his wife smiling up at him from inside the locket. Her eyes were warm, filled with the kind of love and peace he hadn't known since her death.

t was his most cherished possession—the last remnant of the life he had once known.

Adrian's grip tightened on the locket as memories flooded his mind—memories of the life he had shared with her, the happiness they had known, and the pain of her loss. His heart ached, but the need for revenge burned stronger.

Slowly, he held the locket out to Ava, his hand steady despite the weight of what he was about to give up. "Will this do?" he asked, his voice low and firm.

Ava's smile curled into a smirk as she reached out and took the locket from his hand. "Perfect," she whispered, her eyes flickering with greed. "With this, I'll give you the means to achieve your vengeance. But once you begin," she warned, her voice dripping with dark intent, "your greed for success will become... insatiable."

Adrian felt the weight of her words, but his resolve did not falter. "I've come too far to stop now. Give me what I need."

Ava held his gaze for a moment, her expression a mixture of admiration and amusement. "Ambitious and determined," she purred. "I like that in a mortal." She glanced down at the locket in her hand, her fingers brushing over it lightly, and for a brief second, her expression softened—just a flicker of something that resembled understanding.

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