THE BILLIONAIRE'S HEIR UNCHAINED
For years, Raka Nugroho endured humiliation as the "worthless" son-in-law of the Santoso family. Mocked by his wife, Nadine, and despised by his domineering mother-in-law, Rini, he was nothing more than an embarrassment—a man who would never measure up.
But what no one knew was the truth.
Raka is the hidden heir of the Pratama Group, one of Southeast Asia’s most powerful conglomerates. His grandfather, Pratama Wijaya, kept him in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to reclaim his legacy.
That moment arrives at a high-profile family gathering. As the Santoso family schemes to replace him with the arrogant businessman Reza Mahardika, a respected board member of the Pratama Group shocks the room—bowing before Raka and addressing him with a title that changes everything.
In an instant, the man they mocked is revealed as the true heir to a business empire.
Now, Raka is done playing the fool. With power in his hands, he takes control of the Pratama Group, shaking the business world and forcing those who once scorned him to reconsider their place.His transformation leaves Nadine confused and intrigued—her internal conflict about Raka’s rise adds depth beyond just a "wife who regrets her choices."
Not only the Santoso family, but everyone who mocked him—including Reza Mahardika—will have to face the consequences of underestimating him.
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Chapter: Chapter 28The next Morning Raka and Selene were ready to receive Alaric Weiss at the Airport, they were both waiting inside the vehicle as the sound of private jets echoed across Jakarta’s elite airstrip, but one jet , sleek, silver, and marked with the WeissCorp insignia drew every pair of eyes. Inside the black armored vehicle, Raka adjusted the cuff of his tailored suit. Selene sat beside him, calm as ever, her eyes on the hangar doors. “He doesn’t like ceremonies,” she said. “Just respect and clarity.” Raka nodded. “That, I can give.” As they stepped out, the hangar opened. From the shadows emerged Alaric Weiss. Tall, silver, haired, with piercing grey eyes and a calm presence that commanded silence. He was flanked by two of his top advisors and guarded by silent Swiss security. Meanwhile is team had already set up the stage before his arrival a day before. immediately he saw Raka, Alaric smiled. “I’ve been watching you,” he said . “The lion that had had been silent... now fi
Last Updated: 2025-04-17
Chapter: Chapter 27the Next day, In a bright Afternoon, ,the sun peeked through the tall windows of Selene’s private suite overlooking the city. Raka sat on the balcony, dressed in a plain white shirt, a fresh cup of black coffee in his hand. Below, Jakarta buzzed with the usual rush, but right here, all was calm. Selene stepped out quietly,she was barefoot, her silk robe fluttering slightly in the breeze. “You didn’t sleep?” she asked softly. Raka shook his head. “Just thinking.” She joined him, curling up on the chair beside him. “About Leonard Halim ?” “No,” Raka replied. “He’s gone. I’m thinking about the next step.” Raka nodded, eyes sharp. “Reza’s logistics partner. Samudra Express.” selene smiled faintly. “ They control seventy percent of his imports. They’re holding meetings this week. We’ll send our proposal.” “They won’t know it’s from us,” Selene added. “They don’t need to. Not yet.” Raka said Silence stretched between them, comfortable. The kind that didn’t need words.
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Chapter: Chapter 26 The city lights shimmered far below as Selene stood beside the panoramic glass of her private office in Zurich,north-central Switzerland, she had returned to attend to a Board meeting at her headquarter at the capital of the canton of Zurich ... Her gaze was fixed not on the skyline, but on the decrypted message glowing on her tablet. The message was From her intelligence team... "Leonard Halim had just wired $2.5 billion to a known mercenary unit, using an offshore account that had remained dormant for 25 years, until now, we have the Intercepted call of Leonard Halim and the suspect." "They have something to do with Nugroho Pratama's murder. we're reopening the case officially. Note: The heir is the primary Target." Her grip tightened. She sent a reply. " Bring me the voice clip" As soon as she picked up her phone, she made the call. “Get my jet ready. we're flying to Jakarta right now.” Not long after, she landed in Jakarta and went straight to Pratama Towers.
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Chapter: Chapter 25It was The next day, That very morning at the boardroom of Pratama Tower. There was a lingering tension of power struggles cloaked in polite conversation. Leonard Halim walked in with the same arrogance of a man who had held influence for too long and sought power as the director and CEO of Pratama Group ever since Nugroho, Raka's Father was the Director and the CEO of the company. The moment he reached his seat, He nodded to the others seated, ignored Selene entirely, and smirked when his eyes met Raka’s. “I hope we won’t be wasting another morning on cosmetic expansions and theatrics,” he said. Raka didn’t flinch. He didn't utter a word. Selene, seated to his right, wore a tailored white suit and a colder expression. “We were hoping for a productive session, Leonard. But theatrics? That’s your specialty.” A few chuckles stirred from the board, carefully hidden behind sips of espresso. Raka opened a folder and slid a document across the table. “Speaking of productivity, I
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Chapter: Chapter 24 weeks later a global acquisition summit was held in the gleaming towers of Marina Bay Sands, Singapore, it was a spectacle of power . Investors, CEOs, and conglomerate heads from every continent gathered under one roof. A battlefield masked in polite smiles and expensive suits. Raka stepped onto the marbled floor alongside Selene Aragon, both dressed in commanding elegance. Cameras flashed. Whispers followed. This wasn’t just business, it was their stage. Their entrance alone disrupted the room. Selene, known for outbidding billionaires. Raka, the silent heir no one saw coming, now a headline disruptor in Southeast Asia’s financial circles. From across the hall, Raza Mahardika’s face stiffened. Nadine at his arm, her eyes narrowing. What was Raka doing here, leading the pitch of a multi billion dollar green-tech merger? Selene leaned in subtly. “They didn’t see it coming.” “They never do,” Raka replied, gaze locked on Raza. The pitch began. Raka and Selene laid out a c
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Chapter: Chapter 23Two Days Later The headlines broke first. "Raka Pratama to Marry Global Powerhouse Selene Aragon!" "From an Ex- son in-law to Billionaire Heir: Jakarta’s Most Eligible Is No Longer Single!" The reactions were nuclear. Nadine choked on her espresso at the breakfast table. Her mother Rini’s eyes bugged in disbelief. “Married?! To Selene Aragon?” Rini gasped. “This must be a PR stunt!” Are they been serious? Nadine threw her phone on the marble counter. “That man’s lost his mind.” shouting at the top of her voice. But deep down, a storm had begun to brew. She knew Raka. And he never did anything without purpose. Meanwhile, at Mahardika International, Raza stood frozen in his office, his phone glued to his ear. “Find out everything,” he barked. “How long have they been involved? What’s the endgame?” ***At the Press Conference at Pratama Tower Reporters buzzed like bees. Flashbulbs snapped. Security held the line. And then, they entered. Selene Aragon, draped
Last Updated: 2025-04-14
HEIM OF GODS
In a world where the gods' influence is waning, a group of brave mortals must navigate the complex web of divine politics to prevent catastrophe. The gods, once worshiped and revered, were sealed away by powerful völva thousands of years ago. However, a powerful force is stirring, threatening to resurface after millennia of imprisonment.
Kael, a young guard, finds himself entangled in a web of fate when a mysterious girl named Eira appears. Unbeknownst to Kael, Eira's presence is tied to the imprisonment of Loki, the Norse god of deceit and chaos, who is bound in the depths of Útgarðar.
As Loki begins to exert his influence over humanity, Kael, Eira, and Vigdis, a seasoned warrior, must join forces to stop the god's destructive power. But tragedy strikes when Eira, the woman Kael has grown to love, loses her soul to Loki's dark magic.
With Eira's fate hanging in the balance, Kael and Vigdis must navigate the treacherous landscape of divine politics to prevent Loki's return to power. Can they overcome the odds and save their world from destruction, or will the forces of chaos prevail?
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Chapter: Chapter 63: The Frostbound Front The beacon fires of Vetrheim blazed high into the wintry skies, warning of impending catastrophe. Loki’s forces, stirred by the promise of conquest, marched with thunderous purpose, their jagged weapons forged in the forges of Jotunheim and sharpened by vengeance. But they would not find Vetrheim unguarded. Kael turned to Eira, "We must reach Vetrheim before Loki's army does. The realm's defenses are strong, but they won't withstand an assault of this magnitude without warning." Eira nodded, her hand resting on the runestone. "I'll send a message through the seidr. The guardians of Vetrheim will know we're coming, They have Sorcerers who would feel the magic." As Eira began her incantation, Kael addressed Astrid and Vigdis. "Gather the Armies. We leave at first light." They arrived ahead of the storm. Vetrheim’s snowy spires shimmered beneath the aurora, its mountain gates reinforced with the might of stone and runes. Here stood the last stronghold before the northern winds of
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Chapter: Chapter 62: The Frost Veil & The beacon of Heimdall After Their recent confrontation with the undead weights, the armies where encamped in a secluded glade within Midgard's dense Forests Kael and his companions, Eira, vigdis and Astrid settled around a modest camp fire under the cloak of twilight, the group deliberated their next move. Kael's gaze was fixed on the flames, the flickering light reflecting the turmoil within. "Loki's ambitions are far from quenched", he began, his voice steady but lace with concern. "His interest in the ancient forge and alliance with the jotuns pose a grave threat. We must uncover his intentions". Astrid, her expression resolve as she leaned forward. "Infiltrating Jotunheim is perilous but with the runestone in our possession, we can traverse the realms undetected". Eira nodded, her fingers where tracing the intricate patterns in the runestone. "I can weave an enchantment to cloak our presence, allowing us to move unseen among the jutuns". Vigdis tightened his grip on his sword. " Then it's
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Chapter: Chapter 61: The Fire of Skarnholm The fires of Skarnholm burned through the night. After the betrayal and Ulfvar's death, the fortress's once-proud halls felt colder despite the rising heat of war. The warriors of Skarnholm did not mourn aloud. They drank in silence, sharpening their axes, preparing their hearts. Above them, banners torn by wind and smoke bore the sigil of a broken legacy—and the promise of one reforged. Astrid stood on the stone balcony where her father once ruled. She did not wear mourning black but steel and leather. Her auburn braid snapped in the wind, face pale with the burden of war. Below, armies lined in formation, Skarnholm’s finest, now under her command. Kael approached, his cloak billowing as snow drifted through the wind-swept court. His eyes met hers. "You took command without hesitation," he said. Astrid didn’t flinch. "There was no time to grieve a traitor. My father made his choice. I make mine." A pause. She looked down at the ranks forming beneath them. "Skarnholm s
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Chapter: Chapter 60: Flames Beneath the Ice The war table inside Skarnholm’s great hall bore the weight of steel and intent. By torchlight, Kael and Ulfvar stood over a detailed map of the realms—its valleys, strongholds, and cursed lands marked in runes and faded ink. “Our scouts saw the corruption spread eastward,” Ulfvar said, fingers tapping a jagged ridge etched into the parchment. “If it festers there any longer, the trade roads will fall.” Kael nodded. “Then we strike first. Swift and sharp. Before Loki force grows bold.” Ulfvar’s warbands readied with practiced precision—skalds sang old songs while steel was sharpened. The banners of Skarnholm flew high, defiant against the gray sky. Kael stood among them, his sword strapped across his back, and Eira by his side—her eyes scanning the horizon, silent but alert. They marched under frost and thunder, their breath rising like ghosts. When the enemy came, it wasn’t men—it was something twisted. Creatures bathed in fire and shadow, their forms unrecognizable beneath
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Chapter: Chapter 59: The Bastion of Skarnholm
The march to Skarnholm was grueling. The land was a battlefield of ice and jagged cliffs, forcing them through treacherous passes and biting winds. When the towering walls of Skarnholm came into view, they loomed like an unyielding titan against the horizon, dark and formidable. As they approached, sentries lined the ramparts, their spears reflecting the dim light of the overcast sky. The massive gates remained shut, unmoving, even as Kael and his warband stood before them. A heavy silence filled the air before a voice, gruff and unrelenting, rang from above. “State your purpose.” Kael stepped forward, his voice carrying strength. “I am Kael, son of the fallen, bearer of the sword of the Einherjar. We seek council with your leader. War is upon us, and Skarnholm must stand with us.” A murmur of voices drifted from the ramparts. Then, after a long pause, the gates groaned open, revealing the warriors of Skarnholm. They stood clad in steel, their eyes assessing, weighing. A man
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Chapter: Chapter 58: Shadows Upon HlidskjalfKael and his warband stepped through the shimmering veil of the runestone, emerging into the vast and solemn hall of Hliðskjálf. The chamber was eerily silent, its once-glorious banners of Asgard absent, leaving only the haunting echoes of forgotten divinity. The air pulsed with ancient power, a hum of energy that prickled against Kael’s skin. Yet no gods welcomed them—not at first. Eira inhaled sharply beside him. “Something watches us,” she murmured, her fingers tightening around her blade. “Not an enemy, but not an ally either.” Then, the silence broke. A low, resonant hum filled the air, and the shadows stirred. From the heart of the hall, Odin’s presence materialized—his form emerging as if woven from the very fabric of fate. His single, piercing eye gleamed with unfathomable knowledge, and though his expression was calm, there was no warmth in his gaze. Thor stood to Odin’s right, Mjölnir resting against his palm, his jaw set in grim determination. Freyja lingered in the
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