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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
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 47
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
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 49
Max stormed into the abandoned warehouse, his presence like a tidal wave of fury.His sharp, cold gaze swept across the scene, landing on Emily’s battered form lying unconscious on the filthy ground.Her torn dress and bruised skin told the story of the horror she had endured. Max’s jaw clenched as a storm brewed in his chest.He dropped to his knees beside her, gently cradling her limp hand.“Emily… Emily, I’m here,” he whispered, his voice breaking as he quickly shrugged off his coat and wrapped it around her shivering body.His rage, barely contained, simmered beneath the surface.“Boss, should we—” his butler, Harold, began hesitantly.“Take her to the hospital. Now!” Max roared, his voice echoing through the space.Harold immediately signaled the guards to carry Emily out, and Max stood, his towering figure casting a menacing shadow over Kurt and Razor, the two men responsible for this atrocity.Kurt chuckled, his arrogance showing despite the clear danger.“Well, well, the scoot
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“Hospital bed? For me?” He chuckled, the sound sending chills through everyone in the room.“You don’t understand who you’re dealing with, Kurt.”Kurt smirked.“Oh, I understand perfectly. You’re the guy who begged me not to tell the class about your second-hand shoes last semester. Remember that? You’ve always been a nobody, Max. And now, you’re just a nobody with a suit.”Max’s men exchanged uneasy glances.They had never seen their boss this furious before.Max took a slow, deliberate step forward.“You like mocking people, don’t you? Makes you feel powerful. But let me show you what real power looks like.”Before Kurt could react, Max grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the wall.The impact knocked the wind out of him, and for the first time, a flicker of fear crossed his face.“You think I’m the same person I was in college?” Max hissed, his voice low and venomous.“I’ve fought tooth and nail to get to where I am. And you? You’re nothing but a parasite, feeding off
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Kurt’s face twisted in pain as Max’s men landed a heavy punch to his gut.He staggered but kept his stance.Before the next blow could land, the sound of approaching footsteps and loud jeers echoed through the warehouse.Everyone froze.A wave of gangsters surged in, their sheer number casting an ominous shadow over Max’s men.Kurt, catching his breath, glanced at the intruders and frowned.“Max, you’re bringing more people now? Can’t handle it yourself, huh?”But Razor, tied up a few feet away, suddenly let out a raspy chuckle.His bruised face lit up with recognition.“Oh, this is going to be fun.”Max’s men exchanged curious glances as Razor’s grin widened.“You idiots,” he sneered.“Do you even know who these guys are?”Max stepped forward, trying to maintain his composure.“Shut him up. Who the hell are they?”Razor leaned back in his chair, his confidence surging.“Let me spell it out for you, genius. That’s Johnson’s group. You know, Johnson? The guy who runs this underworld bl
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Razor cackled from the side, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.“Look at him! Still trying to act tough. Max, you’ve got some nerve, I’ll give you that. But let’s be real here. You’re done. Finished. You don’t have anyone left to save you.”Kurt joined in, his confidence bolstered by Razor’s words.“You’re surrounded, Max. Even your precious Red Fang can’t help you now. You’re all alone, and you’re going to die alone.”Max’s smirk deepened, his gaze sharp and unyielding.“Is that what you think? That I’m alone?”He tilted his head slightly, his smartwatch hidden beneath his sleeve flashing briefly as he sent a signal.Razor rolled his eyes.“Oh, here we go. The desperate bluff. What, Max? You think you’ve got some secret backup plan? Face it, your time is up.”Kurt leaned in closer, his voice a low growl.“You’re not getting out of this one, Max. You’ve been a thorn in my side for too long. It’s time someone taught you a lesson.”Max laughed, a deep, mocking sound that echoed through
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Max stood tall, hands still shackled, his gaze unwavering as he stared at Kurt.The air in the dimly lit room thickened with tension.Max could feel the heat of Kurt's anger, the palpable fury radiating from the man.His eyes narrowed, knowing full well what was coming.But his mind was already calculating the situation, waiting for the backup he anticipated.Kurt's fists clenched, veins popping along his arm, as he stepped closer, his voice dripping with venom."You're nothing but a loser, Max," he spat, his words punctuating the venomous sneer on his face."You thought you could bring some men and try to get tough? You've made a big mistake, and I'm gonna enjoy watching you beg."Max didn't flinch, his expression cold and calculating."If you think this is gonna break me, you're dumber than I thought."Without warning, Kurt swung his fist, landing a brutal punch to Max's gut.The force of the blow sent a jolt of pain through Max’s body, but he gritted his teeth and stood his ground,
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The bunker’s silence was suffocating.Max’s fingers hovered over the button, every muscle in his body screaming for him to end this.One press.One moment.Elliot’s empire—gone.Emily, bruised and breathless, rushed into the chamber first, Red Fang and Molly behind her.“Max!” she gasped, eyes darting between him and Elliot. “Do it. End this.”Red Fang, ever the pragmatist, cocked his gun. “Push the damn button, boss.”Molly’s gaze flickered to the mainframe. “We don’t even know what wiping it will trigger.”Max knew that.That’s why he wasn’t pressing it.Something wasn’t right.Elliot, bloody but smirking, watched him carefully.“You hesitate,” he murmured. “Smart.”Emily’s breath hitched. “Max, don’t listen to him.”Elliot’s smirk widened.“You think I built this entire empire just for it to collapse with me?” His bruised fingers tapped the device in his palm. “Go ahead. Destroy it. But you won’t be stopping anything.”Max’s grip tightened.“Then what am I stopping?”Elliot chuckle
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The bunker loomed before them, half-buried beneath ice and reinforced steel. The frozen wind howled across the tundra, but Max barely felt it.He could only see one thing.The entrance to Project Nemesis.Red Fang, Emily, and Orlov’s strike team flanked him. The Russian general’s men were hardened operatives, armed to the teeth.“Thermal scans show minimal movement inside,” Molly reported through the comms. “But that’s impossible. Elliot wouldn’t leave this place unguarded.”Max’s jaw tightened.“He’s waiting.”Emily’s hand hovered over her gun.“So what’s the play?”Max stepped forward.“No more tricks,” he said. “I go in alone.”The bunker’s inner doors slid open, revealing a massive, circular chamber bathed in dim, blue light.And at its center—Elliot.Standing alone, dressed in a black combat shirt, his expression calm.Waiting.“You made it,” Elliot said smoothly. “Was starting to think you’d given up.”Max stepped forward, muscles coiled.“No more games.”Elliot smirked.“No. J
CHAPTER 216
Max’s eyelids cracked open, and the first thing he felt was pain.His wrists were bound.His head throbbed.His breath came out in short, sharp bursts, the frigid air burning his lungs.The room was concrete and steel, dimly lit by a single overhead bulb.A black site.Siberia.He flexed his fingers, feeling the bite of handcuffs against his skin.Across from him, Emily and Red Fang sat in matching restraints, their eyes flicking toward him as he stirred.Emily’s lip was split. Red Fang’s knuckles were bruised.Max let out a slow, steady breath.Elliot had planned for this.And now?Now they were in his trap.The heavy door groaned open.A man strode in—tall, broad, and radiating pure military authority.General Dmitri Orlov.His icy blue eyes swept over them, calculating, judging.He stopped before Max, arms crossed.“I should execute you where you sit,” Orlov said in flawless English.Max didn’t flinch.“You’d be making a mistake.”Orlov’s expression didn’t change.“You are Maxwell
CHAPTER 215
Max’s hands shook as he stared at the blinking red display on Emily’s chest.0:59He swallowed, forcing his mind to slow down.“Emily, don’t move,” he said, his voice tight.She held her breath. “Wasn’t planning to.”The bomb’s wiring was intricate, laced with a failsafe mechanism designed to detonate if tampered with incorrectly.0:45Molly’s voice crackled through the earpiece.“Max, I’m in the system—there’s a wireless detonation trigger, but I can’t hack it remotely. You have to disable it manually.”Red Fang’s tone was grim. “How much time?”Max exhaled shakily. “Not enough.”0:30His fingers moved with surgical precision, tracing the primary detonation circuit. One wrong move, and Emily would—No.Focus.Emily’s eyes locked on his. “Max.”0:15“Almost there,” he muttered.0:10Max found the kill switch—but it was wired to a secondary charge.Damn it.He had one chance.One cut.He sliced through the wire.0:03The countdown stopped.A sharp, piercing silence filled the room.Emi
CHAPTER 214
The skyline of Dubai gleamed under the desert moon, an empire of glass and steel stretching toward the heavens.At its peak stood the Desert Crown, a private skyscraper Elliot had turned into his personal fortress.Tonight, Max was walking straight into it.Max adjusted his collar, stepping out of the sleek black car that had been provided for him.No weapons.No backup.No second chances.Elliot had made that clear.The building’s penthouse elevator was already waiting.Red Fang’s voice crackled through the hidden earpiece.“You sure about this, boss?”Max stepped inside.“No.”The elevator doors sealed shut, carrying him into the lion’s den.The penthouse was a study in excess. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering skyline, the city pulsing with unmatched wealth and power.And at the center of it all—Elliot.Sitting in a high-backed chair, dressed in a custom black suit, a drink in hand, smirking like he’d already won.Emily was nowhere to be seen.Max’s fists clenched.
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The screen on Viktor’s phone lit up.A live news broadcast.Max turned his head slightly—and felt his blood go cold.His own face flashed across the screen.BREAKING NEWS:“Interpol confirms Maxwell Montgomery is in possession of a classified bioweapon. Global alert issued. Immediate capture or termination authorized.”Max’s heartbeat thundered.No.Elliot’s voice hummed through the line.“You see, Max… while you were busy looking for me?”The smirk was almost audible.“I made the world believe you’re the real threat.”Viktor gave him a mocking shrug.“Sorry, Max. It’s just business.”Gunfire roared through the abandoned warehouse, bullets sparking off rusted steel beams as Max dove for cover behind a stack of shipping crates. The acrid stench of gunpowder filled the air, mingling with the heavy scent of betrayal.Red Fang was already firing back, his rifle barking as he clipped one of Viktor’s men.But it wasn’t enough.They were outnumbered.And worse—Emily was gone.“Max, we gotta
CHAPTER 212
The abandoned warehouse smelled of gun oil and damp concrete.Max stood in the shadows, his eyes scanning every darkened corner. He knew better than to trust anyone in Elliot’s world—especially a man like Viktor Kazan.Viktor wasn’t just a weapons dealer. He was a kingmaker, supplying warlords, rogue states, and intelligence agencies with the tools to rewrite power structures.And now, Max needed him.Red Fang, standing beside him, kept his hand resting near his holster. Just in case.“I don’t like this,” Red Fang muttered.Max’s jaw clenched.“Neither do I.”A rusted door groaned open, and Viktor Kazan entered.He was a hulking man, dressed in a long military coat, his bald head gleaming under the dim warehouse lights. A scar ran from his temple to his jawline, a reminder of how many people had tried—and failed—to kill him.Behind him, two bodyguards followed, their expressions cold and unreadable.Viktor stopped a few feet away from Max, lighting a cigar.“You have some nerve, Montg
CHAPTER 211
Max sat in the dimly lit safe house, staring at the flickering monitor in front of him. The screen was filled with news reports, security alerts, and live footage of military convoys moving through major cities.Every government agency. Every intelligence network. Every law enforcement unit in the world.They were all looking for one man.Him.“Maxwell Montgomery is now the world’s most wanted fugitive,” the news anchor declared. “Following an attack on an Interpol cyber facility in Singapore, he has been officially classified as a global terrorist—”Max clicked the screen off.His jaw clenched.Elliot had played him perfectly.Red Fang paced the length of the room, his expression unreadable.“We can’t stay here,” he said. “Not for long.”Emily sat cross-legged on the couch, arms folded tightly against her chest. Her eyes flicked to the closed blinds.“The moment we step out, we’re dead,” she muttered. “Every security camera, every border checkpoint—hell, even private contractors will
CHAPTER 210
Max stood over Molly’s terminal, eyes scanning the empty data feeds. The endless networks, the financial grids, the black-market communication lines—Elliot had wiped them clean.His name was nowhere.His digital footprint, nonexistent.Max’s jaw tightened.Molly cursed under her breath, fingers flying over the keyboard. “This isn’t just some rich guy going off-grid—this is a complete system-level erasure.”Red Fang leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, his expression grim. “It’s like he was never even here.”Emily stood near the window, arms folded. Her gaze was distant, calculating.“He knew we’d come for him,” she murmured. “He’s already three steps ahead.”Max’s chest burned with frustration.Elliot hadn’t just vanished.He had left nothing behind.No shell companies.No offshore accounts.No former contacts willing to speak his name.It was as if he had rewritten the world to forget him.But Max knew better.Elliot wasn’t hiding. He was waiting.A New Power RisesRed Fang’s
