Novels by Elcarim Mimi

James stood in his office, his fingers drumming lightly on the polished surface of his desk. The weight of everything that had transpired in the last few weeks pressed on him, but he couldn’t afford to falter now. Garth was finished, his influence shattered, but Brandon still had one more move left.Victor entered the office, his expression unreadable as he set a file down in front of James.“It’s just as we suspected,” Victor said. “Brandon had a contingency plan. Even with Garth out of the picture, he’s been working behind the scenes to rebuild his influence. And now…” He exhaled sharply. “He’s gone international.”James’s jaw clenched. He had anticipated Brandon wouldn’t go down easily, but to think he was expanding his reach beyond their immediate battlefield—it was a move that could prolong their war.“What’s his angle?” James asked, flipping open the file.Victor leaned against the desk. “He’s securing investments from foreign backers, people who don’t care about his past failur

The media erupted with praise for James, hailing him as a mastermind who had dismantled one of the most corrupt business empires in the country. Headlines praised his strategic brilliance, and social media buzzed with admiration for how he had exposed Brandon Holt’s criminal activities.Pamela watched the news unfold from their living room, her gaze flickering between the television screen and James, who sat across from her, calmly scrolling through his phone. He looked unbothered by the storm he had created, as if this was just another day for him.“You don’t seem surprised by any of this,” she remarked, tilting her head.James smirked, setting his phone down. “I expected it. Brandon dug his own grave the moment he underestimated me.”Pamela studied him for a moment. The man she had once thought of as a pushover had become an unstoppable force. And yet, even with all the power and recognition he now held, he still carried himself with the same quiet confidence.“Are you happy?” she a

James stood at the center of the chaos, his sharp eyes scanning the aftermath of Garth’s downfall. The entire city had witnessed the exposure of Garth’s criminal dealings money laundering, illegal contracts, and bribery schemes, all meticulously revealed through James’s strategic moves. Garth had fallen from grace, his empire collapsing overnight.Pamela clutched James’s hand, her fingers trembling. The memories of her abduction were still fresh, the fear lingering in her eyes, but she had never felt safer than she did now, standing beside him. “You really planned everything, didn’t you?” she whispered, admiration creeping into her tone.James’s lips curled into a small, knowing smirk. “I told you, Pamela. I protect what’s mine.”The press had been relentless in their coverage of Garth’s fall, and with Victor’s influence, the authorities had moved swiftly. By now, Garth was facing multiple charges, his allies abandoning him one by one. He was done. But James knew better than to celebr

James crouched behind the SUV, his sharp eyes scanning the armed men who had just arrived. The air was thick with tension, the sound of boots crunching against gravel as Brandon’s men fanned out, surrounding the area. Their guns were drawn, but James remained still, calculating.Victor had already driven off with Pamela, taking the back road out of the farmhouse. That was the only thing James needed to be sure of her safety. Now, all that was left was dealing with the men in front of him.A familiar voice cut through the night.“James.”James turned his head slightly, spotting a man stepping forward from the group. He was tall, well-dressed despite the dirt road, and carried himself with the confidence of someone who believed he was untouchable.It was Carter Langley, one of Brandon’s top enforcers.“You should’ve stayed out of this,” Carter said, shaking his head. “You just don’t know when to quit.”James smirked. “And you don’t know when you’re being used as cannon fodder.”Carter’s

The night air was crisp as James led Pamela out of the farmhouse, his grip on her hand firm but gentle. The weight of the moment still pressed down on him, but the immediate danger had passed. Garth was subdued, tied up under Victor’s watchful eye, and backup was on its way. Yet James knew better than to relax.This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.Pamela was quiet as they walked toward the waiting SUV, her hand still in his. James glanced down at her, his sharp eyes scanning for any signs of injury. She had been through hell, and yet, she was holding herself together. That strength of hers—it was something he admired more than she would ever know.“You’re safe now,” James murmured, his voice rough with emotion.Pamela exhaled slowly, then looked up at him. “I knew you’d come,” she whispered.A ghost of a smile flickered across James’s lips. “You’re stuck with me, remember?”Despite the adrenaline still pumping through her veins, Pamela let out a small, breathy laugh. But before eithe

The farmhouse loomed in front of them like a fortress, isolated from the world by its distance from civilization. James’s instincts screamed that they were walking into a trap, but he couldn’t afford hesitation. Pamela was inside, and every second counted.Victor motioned for silence as they crouched behind a thick hedge, just outside the line of sight of the farmhouse’s lone guard. The men on the inside wouldn’t be expecting them yet. The element of surprise was their best weapon.“We’ll split into two teams,” Victor whispered, his voice low but firm. “I’ll take the back. You go in through the front.”James glanced over at Victor, his face set in determination. “No, we go together. We clear every room. We’re not taking any chances.”Victor didn’t argue. He knew James wasn’t going to let anything stand in his way, not with Pamela’s life hanging in the balance.James adjusted the gun holstered at his side, then checked the tactical earpiece in his ear. It was connected to the team they