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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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Red Fang's eyes narrowed, his voice a low growl."What’s going on here, Kurt??"Kurt stammered, his confidence crumbling under the weight of Red Fang’s gaze."We… we were just dealing with some business, that’s all…"Johnson, standing off to the side, also seemed to shrink under Red Fang’s gaze.His voice was barely a whisper."We didn’t know you were here, Red Fang. Just tell us what you want."Red Fang's laugh was cold, devoid of any warmth."Fix it?" He took a step forward, his boots echoing ominously on the floor."You idiots still don’t get it, do you?"Razor, who had been standing there, hoping for some way to redeem himself, suddenly rushed forward, his hands raised in a gesture of false submission. "Please, Red Fang, please! You know we respect you. We’re just… well, we’re just following orders. Don’t hurt us. What can we do to make things right?"Red Fang's eyes turned to Razor, and without a word, he slapped him hard across the face.The sound echoed throughout the room, a
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“Master Fang, it—” Razor began, but the sound of Red Fang’s palm striking his face reverberated across the courtyard.Razor stumbled backward, clutching his cheek, his eyes wide with shock.“Shut up,” Red Fang snarled, his voice like a blade cutting through the air.“You’re not even worth my attention.”The tension thickened as Red Fang turned his sharp gaze toward Max.What happened next stunned everyone.Red Fang lowered his head and greeted Max with a bow, his voice carrying an unexpected reverence.“Young Master Montgomery, I’ve arrived late. Please forgive me,” Red Fang said, his tone dripping with respect.Gasps rippled through the crowd.Kurt and Razor exchanged panicked glances, their bravado crumbling into terror.The realization struck them like a thunderbolt—Max wasn’t a lowly nobody as they had thought. He was the heir of the Montgomery family.“Wh-what?!” Kurt stammered, his voice cracking.“He’s... he’s a Montgomery?!”Razor fell to his knees, trembling.“Master Fang, we
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Max exhaled sharply. “Built it?” His voice was laced with bitter disbelief. “You’ve manipulated the world from the shadows. You’ve rewritten history to suit your own interests.”His grandfather turned to face him. “And what do you think I was doing it for?”Max’s jaw tightened.His grandfather smiled, just slightly. “For you.”The words struck harder than any bullet.Max barely kept his expression controlled. “Don’t insult me.”His grandfather tilted his head. “Why do you think you were allowed to get this far?”The implication was clear.Max’s blood ran cold. “You’re saying I was a pawn?”His grandfather took a slow step forward. “I’m saying you were a test.”Max’s stomach twisted.It had never been about stopping The Architects.It had been about shaping him into something else.“You played the game well,” his grandfather continued. “I was watching. Waiting to see if you could survive.”Max shook his head, his voice quiet, dangerous. “Survive what?”His grandfather’s smile faded. “T
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The storm raged outside the hidden estate, the wind howling through the trees like a warning. Rain lashed against the stone walls, thunder rumbling across the sky.But Max barely noticed.His focus was on the man waiting inside.His grandfather.The man who had once been nothing more than a ghost in family history. A quiet presence, always watching from the sidelines. A man Max had barely given thought to—until now.Until he realized he had been the enemy all along.Max shoved the heavy doors open, stepping into the dimly lit hall of the estate. The old-world architecture stood firm, untouched by time. Just like the man who had built it.At the far end of the room, seated in an old leather chair beside a roaring fire, was his grandfather.A man who had spent decades manipulating history.A man who had just declared war against his own blood.Max exhaled sharply. “Built it?” His voice was laced with bitter disbelief. “You’ve manipulated the world from the shadows. You’ve rewritten hist
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Max’s stomach twisted. He forced himself to speak, his voice eerily calm.“Tell me this is a mistake.”Molly swallowed. “It’s not.”The Architects’ new leader. The one who had replaced Max before he even had a chance to destroy them.His grandfather.Silence fell over the room.Elliot let out a low curse. “Damn.”Red Fang ran a hand through his hair. “Didn’t see that coming.”Max clenched his jaw, his breath slow, controlled. This wasn’t just betrayal. This was war.His grandfather—the man who had disappeared from his life years ago. The man he had barely thought about beyond the occasional whispers of a family legacy he never wanted.And now?That man was leading The Architects.Elliot leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “Alright. Let’s break this down. Your grandfather is now running the most dangerous organization in the world. And none of us saw it coming.”Molly tapped at her screen, pulling up historical files. “It makes sense, though. Your grandfather had old money, influenc
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Max circled him slowly, his thoughts racing. Specter wasn’t just a fighter. He was a tactician.This wasn’t just physical combat—it was psychological warfare.Specter was reading him, watching for any hesitation, any opening.But Max had spent months inside The Architects’ world.And now, he understood them.He had spent so long pretending to be one of them that he had learned how they thought.And that was how he was going to win.Specter lunged again, this time going for pressure points. Max barely avoided the strike to his carotid artery, countering with a feint of his own—letting Specter think he had an opening.Specter took the bait.And in that split second—Max struck.A vicious, brutal uppercut to the ribs, followed by a palm strike to the throat.Specter stumbled.For the first time, Max saw hesitation.He pressed the attack, slamming Specter backward against a rusted metal beam. His gun was out in a blink, pressed against Specter’s temple.Breathing hard, Max had him.Specter
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Molly froze.Max went rigid.The server displays distorted, lines of code scrambling, their secure systems being overridden in real-time.Max’s blood went cold. Specter wasn’t just watching. He was already inside.“Max,” Molly whispered. “He knows.”The realization hit hard.Specter had let them think they were playing him.But they were the ones walking into the trap.Max reached for his gun just as the power cut out. Total blackout.A single emergency light flickered red.“Molly, MOVE—”The door exploded inward.Smoke. Silence.A figure moved through the chaos like a ghost.Then—pain.Max barely registered the impact before he crashed to the ground, vision flashing white as a sharp, precise strike caught him behind the ribs.Specter.Max rolled, gun raised, but the room was empty.Molly was gone.The Message That Changed EverythingMax forced himself to stand, heart pounding, scanning the wreckage of the safehouse. Specter hadn’t killed him.That meant he wanted something else.Then
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Specter wanted him to feel hunted.That was his first mistake.Because Max Montgomery never played the prey.Max had spent his life dismantling the most powerful players in the world, outmaneuvering warlords, governments, and intelligence agencies that thought they were invincible.Specter might have been the Architects’ greatest weapon, but he had never hunted someone like Max.And Max had no intention of waiting to see what happened next.If Specter was going to play a game, then Max was going to change the rules.Max had spent years tracking people. Governments, syndicates, warlords—he had studied them, infiltrated them, and dismantled them from the inside.But now, he was the one being hunted.Specter wasn’t just observing him anymore. He was inside the walls, inside the game.Every step Max took, every encrypted message he sent, every coded conversation—Specter was there. Watching. Calculating. Waiting for Max to make a mistake.And Max knew one thing with certainty:Specter didn
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Max had always known he was being watched.But now?Now, he was being hunted.Since the Vienna meeting, every move he made, every word he spoke, was under silent scrutiny. The Grand Architect had given him access to their most classified operations, invited him into their inner sanctum—but Max wasn’t naive enough to believe it was real trust.No, this was a test.And the man testing him was someone Max had only ever heard of in whispers.Specter.Specter wasn’t just an assassin. He was a myth.A shadow that moved between empires, toppling them without ever leaving proof he existed. He had executed high-ranking officials in locked rooms, erased entire rogue networks before they had a chance to strike. Some believed he was a ghost, an entity that The Architects had fabricated to keep their own people in line.Max knew better.Because now, Specter was watching him.And when Specter watched you, it only meant one thing—you were already marked for death.Max first noticed something was wro
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The Vienna Black Room was more than just a meeting place—it was a cathedral of power. The air itself felt heavier inside, thick with the presence of men and women who didn’t just influence history but rewrote it before the ink dried.Max sat at the long obsidian table, his posture unreadable, his expression a mask of cold calculation. Around him, the world’s true rulers gathered—presidents, billionaires, military strategists, and corporate titans whose names never appeared in the news but whose whispers could start wars.At the head of it all sat The Grand Architect.His presence was a force of gravity, silent but inescapable. He moved with a precision that suggested complete mastery—of his surroundings, of the people in the room, of Max himself.Max’s heartbeat remained steady, his breathing controlled. He had spent months playing the game, but now, he was at the heart of the machine.He couldn’t falter.Not now.The Grand Architect tapped a single key on his sleek black console.The
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Before Max could speak, the earpiece crackled to life again.The Grand Architect’s voice was calm. Too calm.“Max,” he said smoothly. “Your hesitation is… concerning.”Max’s stomach dropped. They were watching. They knew.He shot a look at his father, who merely folded his arms, waiting.The Grand Architect’s voice sharpened. “You have twenty-four hours to prove your loyalty.”A pause.Then, the cold, final words.“Or you will be erased.”Max’s pulse thundered.Twenty-four hours.To make the most dangerous choice of his life.Max stood at the window of his penthouse, staring at the city skyline. Lights flickered in the darkness, each one representing a life that The Architects had already classified, categorized, and decided upon.He had made his choice.He was staying inside.Not because he believed in them. Not because he had fallen for their twisted ideology.But because power couldn’t be destroyed from the outside. It had to be dismantled from within.And to do that, he had to bec
