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ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 53
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,
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 54
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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The yard was filled with tension as Razor, Kurt, and two other men knelt before Max, trembling in fear.Red Fang stood nearby, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, awaiting orders.Razor, desperate to save himself, pointed a shaking finger at Kurt.“It’s all his fault, Master Max! I was only following Kurt’s orders! I swear, I didn’t want to harm anyone… especially not Miss Emily! Please believe me!”Kurt’s face twisted in rage.“You coward! You’re lying! You were just as involved as the rest of us!”Max’s cold, piercing gaze silenced them both. He stepped forward, his voice low and menacing.“Razor, you think throwing Kurt under the bus will save you? Do you think I care who gave the orders? You touched Emily. You tortured her. And for that, there’s only one outcome.”Razor’s eyes widened in terror as Max motioned to Red Fang.Without hesitation, Red Fang drew his blade, the sharp edge glinting in the sunlight.“No! Please!” Razor screamed, falling to his knees.“Master Max, I’
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Kurt’s phone buzzed in his pocket.He fumbled it out with shaking hands, and when he saw the caller ID—his father—his stomach twisted in knots.Reluctantly, he answered, his voice weak. “D-Dad?”The voice on the other end was a roar of fury.“You stupid, useless brat! Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”Kurt flinched, his face contorting in fear.“Dad, I… I didn’t mean—”“Shut up!” his father bellowed.“You’ve ruined us! RUINED! Do you know who you dared to offend? Max Montgomery! The Montgomery heir! What were you thinking, you imbecile?”Kurt’s eyes darted toward Max, whose cold, calculating gaze was fixed on him.His father’s words cut like a knife, but there was no defense he could muster.“Dad, I didn’t know,” Kurt stammered.“If I’d known, I wouldn’t have—”“‘Didn’t know’?” his father snarled.“Didn’t know?! Is that supposed to fix anything? Our stocks are being sold off at lightning speed. All our partnerships terminated! Our company is bankrupt! Even beggars on the street
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The tension in the courtyard was palpable as Max stood tall, his gaze cold and merciless.Kurt, still groveling on the ground, dared to lift his head slightly, but Red Fang’s glare sent him crumbling back into submission.“Master Max,” Red Fang said, his voice like a blade slicing through the silence.“This man doesn’t deserve forgiveness. He deserves punishment—and nothing less.”Max’s lips curled into a smirk, devoid of any warmth.“Forgiveness?” he repeated, his tone laced with mockery.“Forgiveness is a luxury you don’t deserve, Kurt. You dared to torture Emily. Did you think I would simply let it slide? No. Regret comes too late for you.”Kurt whimpered, his hands clasped together as he begged.“Master Max, please! I… I didn’t mean to… I…”“Silence!” Max snapped, his voice like thunder.“You meant every bit of it when you were laughing at her pain. Now, you’ll pay the price.”Turning to Red Fang, Max spoke with icy resolve. “I want him to feel the same pain Emily endured. No les
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Max stood by the hospital window, his gaze fixed on the city lights.The butler approached hesitantly, bowing slightly before speaking.“Master Max, I’ve just spoken with the doctors,” the butler said.“Miss Emily is still in a coma. There’s no immediate change in her condition.”Max’s jaw tightened, his eyes darkening with frustration.“She’s been through enough. Make sure the hospital staff prioritizes her care. I don’t want any mistakes.”“Of course, sir,” the butler replied.“I’ve arranged for the best medical team to oversee her recovery.”Max gave a curt nod, his tone softening slightly.“Good. She deserves nothing less.”Just then, Max’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, recognizing the number immediately.It was his grandfather.“Max,” his grandfather’s stern voice came through the line.“The banquet isn’t over yet. Where are you?”Max sighed, rubbing his temple.“I had urgent matters to attend to, Grandfather. I’ll return shortly.”“Urgent matters?” his grandfather repe
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MAX's grandfather, Patriarch Gerard, sat behind a massive oak desk, the weight of his decisions bearing down on him.His fingers lightly tapped on the surface of the desk, his mind racing.The decision had been made—Max would remain in the shadows for now.Across from him, his trusted advisor, Victor, stood with his arms crossed, waiting for the final word.“We cannot announce Max as the heir yet,” Gerard said, his voice low but firm.Victor raised an eyebrow.“But Patriarch, the entire family has been expecting the announcement. The other branches are getting restless. They want to know who will lead after you.”Gerard’s gaze remained steady, his fingers stilling on the desk.“The other branches can wait. What I need to know is who is plotting against him.”Victor frowned, his face hardening.“You suspect someone inside the family?”“I suspect that whoever is behind this has been carefully orchestrating things for a long time. It's not just about Max,” Gerard murmured, his voice ting
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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
