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ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 41
Emily stood beside Max, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her dress as her brows knitted in worry.Leaning closer, she whispered, “Max, I’m worried. Johnson’s influence might ruin my family’s chances to collaborate with the Montgomery family. If that happens, we’re done for.”Max glanced at her, his calm demeanor unwavering.“Emily,” he said softly.“don’t let them intimidate you. The Johnson family doesn’t have the power they think they do. The Montgomerys make decisions based on merit, not petty games.”Across the room, Johnson, Amanda, and Kurt were watching them intently.Amanda’s lips curled into a smirk as she nudged Johnson.“Look at her,” she sneered.“Whispering to him like he can actually fix anything. It’s pathetic.”Johnson chuckled, adjusting the cufflinks on his tailored suit.“She’s panicking, just as she should. The Rose family is dangling by a thread, and it’s about time someone cut it.”Kurt, emboldened by Johnson’s presence, chimed in with a snide grin.“And Max
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 42
Kurt adjusted his tie nervously, trying to appear composed as he exchanged pleasantries with other attendees.Beside him, Johnson stood tall, his confident smirk unwavering.Amanda clung to his arm, her sequined gown shimmering under the golden light as her sharp gaze roved over the crowd.“This is it,” Kurt murmured to Johnson, leaning slightly closer.“Tonight’s the night we cement our families’ legacies with the Montgomerys. I can feel it.”Johnson chuckled, a deep and rich sound that oozed self-assurance.“Of course, it is. The Montgomerys know who’s worth their time. Our names are as good as guaranteed.”Amanda tilted her head, a sly smile playing on her lips.“Kurt, you’d better hope your family’s name isn’t buried in the lower tiers. It’d be a shame to see you listed with the D-levels.”Kurt stiffened, forcing a smile.“I assure you, Miss Amanda, my family has more than earned its place at the top. We’ve been working tirelessly on this.”Amanda’s smirk widened, her eyes glintin
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 43
Amanda’s nails dug into his arm.“This has to be some kind of joke!”Kurt, too stunned to speak, simply stood there, his face a mask of disbelief.Max leaned closer to Emily, his voice calm but firm.“See? I told you they couldn’t touch your family. The Montgomerys recognize real value.”Emily stood frozen, her hands clasped tightly in front of her.Her heart raced, a mixture of joy and bewilderment flooding her.“How… how is this possible?” she whispered, almost to herself, her gaze darting toward Max.Max smiled gently, his expression calm and knowing.“Why not? Your family deserves it, doesn’t it?”“But S-level?” Emily’s voice trembled with emotion.“It’s the highest honor the Montgomerys have ever given. We’ve been doing well, but this… this is beyond anything we’ve imagined.”Max placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.“Perhaps someone finally saw your family’s true potential.”Nearby, Johnson and Amanda were still fuming.Johnson’s hands balled into fists, his face flushed wit
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 44
The banquet hall remained alive with chatter and murmurs about the Montgomery family’s unexpected announcements.Johnson’s phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket, its sharp buzz slicing through his storm of thoughts.Frowning, he stepped away from the crowd and answered it.“Hello?” he said cautiously.“JOHNSON KINGSLEY!” a thunderous voice bellowed from the other end.It was his father, the head of the Kingsley family, and he was livid.“What in the name of all that is decent have you done?”Johnson winced, holding the phone slightly away from his ear.“Father, I—”“Don’t ‘Father’ me, you glorified peacock!” his father roared.“Do you think the Montgomery family just forgot about us? No, you incompetent baboon, you’ve clearly done something to embarrass us!”"But father-"“Don’t you dare interrupt me, you spineless fool!” Harold roared.“I entrusted you with representing our family at the most critical event of the year, and you couldn’t even secure a measly B-level collaboration?Do
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 45
Kurt stormed through the banquet hall, his face red with frustration and anger.The announcement of the Montgomery collaboration was still fresh in his mind, and the sting of embarrassment from the exclusion of his family burned deep.He had done everything right—or so he thought. The Rose family, with Emily at the forefront, had stolen everything from him, and he couldn’t stand it.Finding a quieter corner of the hall, Kurt quickly pulled out his phone, his fingers trembling as he dialed a number that he knew all too well.“Razor,” Kurt growled when the call was answered.The voice on the other end was rough, almost mocking.“Kurt, my favorite spoiled brat. What’s got you riled up today?”“I need a favor,” Kurt said, his tone dark.“I want you to teach someone a lesson. Emily Rose.”There was a brief silence before Razor’s deep laugh echoed through the line.“Ah, the little princess who got the S-level deal. I figured someone would want to take her down a notch. So, what exactly do y
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 46
Emily, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the evening’s events, excused herself and made her way to the restroom.She stood in front of the mirror, splashing water on her face, when the door creaked open.Emily glanced up and froze.Several men entered, their dark clothing and ominous demeanor starkly out of place in the elegant setting.“This is the ladies’ room,” Emily said sharply, her voice laced with both confusion and anger.“You’re in the wrong place. Leave, now!”The men exchanged amused glances but didn’t respond.Instead, one of them stepped aside, and a tall, intimidating figure emerged from behind them.His cold eyes locked onto Emily as a smirk spread across his face.“We’re not lost, sweetheart,” he said, his voice dripping with menace.“We’re here for you.”Emily’s heart skipped a beat as dread crept into her chest.“You’re insane,” she snapped, reaching for her phone. “I’m calling security.”She turned to leave, but the leader was faster.He grabbed her arm and pulled her cl
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Kurt’s lips curled into a sinister smile.“You know exactly what I’m talking about, Emily. You stole the Montgomery deal from me. That’s what you’ve done. And for that, you’re going to pay. Razor,” he added, turning his attention to the man in front of her.“Make sure she feels every ounce of it.”Razor’s eyes flared with dark amusement as he pocketed his phone and stepped closer to Emily.“You hear that?” he said, his voice thick with menace.“You’re nothing but a little thief who’s going to pay the price.”“I didn’t steal anything!” Emily snapped, her voice barely containing the fear building inside her.She was shaking now, but she refused to let them see her break.“I don’t know about any Montgomery deal. You’ve got the wrong person.”Razor’s lips twisted into a grin.“Liar,” he spat, and with that, he slapped her across the face, the sting exploding against her skin.She gasped, her head jerking to the side as the pain exploded across her cheek.Her heart raced, but she clenched
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 48
The banquet carried on with its lively ambiance, but Max felt an unshakable unease. He glanced at his phone for the third time in the past five minutes and frowned.“No answer,” he muttered under his breath, dialing Emily’s number again.The line went straight to voicemail. Max’s jaw tightened. Emily never ignored calls without reason.“Mr. Russell!” Max called sharply to the butler overseeing the banquet.“Yes, Mr. Max?” The butler approached swiftly, sensing the urgency in Max’s tone.“Have you seen Emily Rose?” Max demanded. “She’s been missing for too long.”The butler hesitated, glancing around the crowded hall. “I haven’t seen her since she stepped away earlier. Shall I inquire with the staff?”“Do it now,” Max snapped. “And check the security footage from the past half hour. If she left, I want to know how and with whom.”“Yes, sir,” the butler replied and quickly motioned to the nearby staff..In the security room, Max leaned over the monitor as the footage played.He watched
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The target’s secret meeting place was a private estate outside the city, surrounded by dense forest. Max arrived at dusk, blending into the security detail like a ghost.Through the scope of his rifle, he saw the target step onto the balcony. Alone. Vulnerable.One clean shot. That was all it would take.His finger tightened on the trigger—Then the target turned.And Max’s world shattered.Because standing beside the man was his father.Max’s breath caught in his throat.His father. Alive.The man who had vanished, presumed dead for years. The man who had left behind only warnings, whispers, and an old video message.Yet here he was, standing in the flesh, looking directly at Max’s position.As if he had known he would come.Max lowered his rifle. His heart slammed against his ribs. This wasn’t just a test of loyalty anymore. This was something else.He had to get inside.Inside the estate, security was tight, but Max wasn’t just anyone. He knew the movements, the gaps, the blind spo
CHAPTER 185
But before the conversation could continue, the doors at the far end of the room swung open.And the room fell silent.Because only one person commanded that kind of reaction.The Grand Architect.He moved like a shadow, his presence sharp, a whisper of something ancient and untouchable. His tailored black suit bore no wrinkles, his silver hair was swept back with precision.But it was his eyes that set him apart.Calculating. Endless.His gaze settled on Max, and for the first time since he had stepped into this world, Max felt truly measured.“You,” the Grand Architect said smoothly, taking his seat at the head of the table, “are either our greatest recruit…”He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table.“...or our biggest mistake.”Max didn’t blink. Didn’t shift.He had played this game before.The Grand Architect smirked, fingers tapping against the edge of his glass. “Your execution of Elliot Stoke was impressive.”Max nodded once. “I don’t fail assignments.”The Grand Arch
CHAPTER 184
Max had played dangerous games before, but none like this.This wasn’t just about deception.This was war.Every move he made inside The Architects had to be precise, a step ahead of their scrutiny. Every conversation was a test. Every glance, a measurement of his worth.He had spent years fighting these kinds of people. Now, he had become one of them—at least, that’s what they believed.And now, they wanted him to kill Elliot.The name sat inside a sleek black folder on his desk, stark against the dim glow of his penthouse. The weight of it pressed against his chest like a vice.This wasn’t just a kill order.This was a final line in the sand.The warehouse outside Zurich smelled of rust, oil, and inevitability. The cold seeped into Max’s bones as he adjusted the explosives, carefully wiring them to detonate in sequence.Elliot sat on a crate, arms crossed, watching him. His usual smirk was absent, replaced by a quiet wariness.“So, let me get this straight,” Elliot said, his voice m
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Max sat in the dim glow of his penthouse suite, the black folder still open in front of him. Elliot’s photo stared back at him, a reminder of how far they had come—and how far they had fallen.His mind churned. They expected him to kill Elliot. His first act as an Architect was to erase one of the few people who had never betrayed him.This was the real test.Not just loyalty—but obedience.And he had exactly one week to decide.The Obsidian Tower loomed above Zurich, its presence a silent declaration of power. Max walked into the private boardroom, where Silas Grayson sat waiting, his silver hair neatly combed, his fingers tapping against his whiskey glass.Anastasia Voss and Viktor LaSalle were there too, watching him closely.Silas gave him a measured look. “You’ve reviewed the file?”Max nodded. “I have.”Anastasia tilted her head. “And?”Max leaned back in his chair, his face unreadable. “I’ll handle it.”Viktor smirked. “Good. We thought you might hesitate.”Max forced a slight
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Max had played dangerous games before—blackmail, deception, assassination. But nothing compared to this.He wasn’t just infiltrating The Architects.He was becoming one of them.Every day inside their empire gave him more access—to their networks, their systems, their vulnerabilities. He was slipping through the cracks, learning their deepest secrets.And yet, the deeper he went…The more he changed.Emily sat across from him in their penthouse suite in Zurich, watching him with cautious eyes. The glow from the city skyline reflected against the glass, illuminating the silence between them.“You’re different,” she said finally.Max didn’t look up from the encrypted files on his tablet. “I have to be.”Emily leaned forward, frustration flickering in her gaze. “That’s not what I mean. You’re colder. More distant.”Max exhaled, setting the tablet down. “I don’t have the luxury of hesitation. Every move I make, every word I say—it’s all a calculation now.”Emily’s voice softened. “I know
CHAPTER 181
Max adjusted his cufflinks, his reflection staring back at him from the polished elevator doors. His new identity—Alexander Mercer, global investor, power broker, and the latest addition to the world’s most exclusive circle—was flawless. Every record, every transaction, and every piece of fabricated history had been carefully placed to ensure he belonged here.This was the game now.He wasn’t storming their gates. He was walking through the front door.The elevator chimed softly, and the doors slid open to reveal the highest floor of the Obsidian Tower—an unmarked skyscraper in the heart of Zurich, its existence wiped from public records.Inside, the air carried an unspoken weight.The room was lavish but without excess—old power, the kind that didn’t need to prove itself. Dark marble floors, dim chandeliers, and a long, polished table where men and women sat, their expressions unreadable.These weren’t just billionaires.These were the ones who built empires, destroyed nations, and r
CHAPTER 180
Max sat in the dimly lit study, his father’s message still echoing in his head."If you fight them, they will use everything against you—including the people you love."The weight of those words pressed against his chest like a vice. The Architects had shaped history, controlled evolution, and erased threats before they ever became problems.And now, he had a choice.Destroy them completely—trigger a war that would rip the world apart.Or infiltrate them—take their power, and rewrite the rules himself.Elliot paced near the fireplace, his expression dark. “There’s no way in hell we let them live, Max. We wipe them out. No negotiations, no deals.”Red Fang leaned against the bookshelf, arms crossed. “And how do you propose we do that, genius? They’re not a single organization. They’re a system. A shadow network that’s been running the world for centuries.”Elliot turned on him. “So what? We just let them keep playing god?”Max didn’t respond. He was still running the numbers in his hea
CHAPTER 179
The room smelled of old leather and expensive whiskey. Max stood in the dimly lit study of his grandfather’s estate, a place he hadn’t seen in years. The flickering firelight cast long shadows across the mahogany furniture, illuminating the figure seated in the grand leather chair before him.His grandfather, William Montgomery, looked as sharp as ever—aged, but unbroken. His eyes, once filled with the cold calculation of a businessman, now held something deeper. Something Max had never seen before.Regret.The old man exhaled slowly, placing a heavy, black metallic box on the table between them.“This belonged to your father,” William said, his voice carrying the weight of decades.Max’s fingers twitched. “You said this was about him.”William nodded. “Because I wasn’t the only one keeping secrets, Max. Your father knew something—a truth so dangerous, he died trying to keep it from them.”Max didn’t hesitate. He unlatched the box and lifted the lid.Inside, resting against the velvet
CHAPTER 178
The paper in Max’s hands felt heavier than it should. The Global Selection Initiative – Phase IV wasn’t just another classified document—it was a blueprint for something far worse than he had imagined.“Survival is not a right. It is a choice.”Max read the words again, his pulse hammering. This wasn’t just about controlling governments. The Architects were deciding who lived and who didn’t.Emily stepped closer, her voice hesitant. “Max… what does it say?”He exhaled slowly, then handed her the document. “They’re choosing who gets to survive.”Emily’s face paled as she skimmed the contents. “What the hell does that even mean?”Molly sat cross-legged on the ground, her fingers flying over her laptop. “Give me a second—I need to see if this is just a proposal or if they’ve already started.”Red Fang ran a hand through his blood-matted hair. “We just blew up their damn vault. You really think they’re gonna let us dig into this?”Max’s grip tightened. “They don’t have a choice.”Molly’s
