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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
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 56
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’
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 57
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
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 58
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
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 59
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
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 60
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
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 61
The grand dining hall was filled with the hum of conversation and clinking glasses, the air thick with the scent of lavish dishes.The Montgomery family’s annual gala was in full swing, the most prestigious event of the year.Patrons from the richest families in the country were present, all gathered under the gleaming chandeliers, dressed in their finest attire.Despite the tension hanging in the air regarding Max’s uncertain future, the dinner couldn’t be canceled—not with so many influential people present.At the head of the table, Patriarch Gerard Montgomery stood tall, his gaze sweeping over the room.The family’s most powerful allies were seated in the front, and Max, who had been instructed to remain in the background, was sitting quietly in a corner, his face hidden in the shadows of the grand room.No one knew who he truly was.Gerard cleared his throat, raising his glass.The noise in the room died down almost immediately as everyone turned to face him.“My dear friends,” G
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A chorus of enthusiastic responses filled the air, but Gerard’s eyes were focused on the far corner of the room, where Max sat, blending into the background.“Well,” said Alexander Radcliffe, one of the wealthiest men in the room, his voice smooth as silk.“This sounds like an incredible opportunity, Patriarch Gerard. I’m sure many of us will want to be at the forefront of such an ambitious venture.”A few other prominent figures chimed in, agreeing with Alexander’s sentiment, already positioning themselves to get a stake in the new project. The air was thick with the excitement of opportunity, and Gerard let the applause and chatter settle before he spoke again.“Indeed, Alexander,” Gerard said, nodding slightly.“I trust that you all will consider this a prime opportunity. But rest assured, I’ll be taking my time in selecting the right partners. We need to ensure that those who come on board are truly aligned with the vision we have for the future.”As Gerard spoke, the focus subtl
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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
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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
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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
