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First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 12
“Are you sure about this kid, bud?” Smith asked for the nth time while giving Alamid a brief look, who was currently eating like he hadn’t fed for weeks, “You can still change your mind, and if you’re really pitying him, I can just open a bank account, and give him a job,”Hunter chuckled while browsing on the internet; for a new and good school, he can transfer to Alamid, “Of course, when did I make mistakes in making decisions, Smith?” Smith scoffed, “You’re really asking me that? Is that why your little icy heart got broken? Isn’t that a wrong decision, huh?” Hunter shook his head, which made Smith chuckle, “Okay, whatever you decide,” Smith stood up and went to Alamid, “Hey, young man, you seemed not fed for years; are you some kind of beggar?” Alamid’s head tilted upon hearing that, “No, why would I beg for money? I attend school and work at the same time, don’t accuse me for the person I am not,” his voice slightly rose out of annoyance, “Be careful with your words, that might
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 13
“Thank you for the cooperation,” The police said as he shook hands with Hunter, “Kid, if I were you, I would avoid these types of kids,” he said and pointed out the seven delinquent teens sitting in front of a colleague, “They bring no good to you, look at your brother, he seemed very worried about you,”Alamid glanced at Hunter; he scoffed as he saw the man smirk and wink at him, giving him an I’m-too-good-and-I’m-proud-of-it look, “Yes, officer,” Instead, he answered.“Thank you for doing such a good job,” Hunter dramatically said, “I was distraught when I heard what happened to my brother,”The officer nodded proudly, “That’s what I’m paid for,” he looked at his watch, “It’s lunchtime; you should go ahead and eat somewhere nice,”“I will surely do; thank you, officer!” Hunter faked a smile and dragged Alamid from the police station, “Come on, let’s go, kid. I’m famished,”Alamid tried to get off the hook, “Why were you here? You shouldn’t have come,”Hunter chuckled, “You call
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“I have to go now. Do you want me to send you—”“No, I can get home by myself; you go; it’s an emergency, right?” Alamid said and slowly pushed Hunter away, “I will be home; come on, dude, you have to pay for my tuition,”Hunter sighed, “Alright, I’ll see you at home,” Hunter then ran; Alamid shook his head; he knew it was that urgent when he saw the man running.“What do we do now? I can’t be home as early as now; I’ll surely get bored,” He muttered as he was looking at the tall buildings around him, “I don’t have any money, right—” Alamid halted when he felt something thick on his pants, he immediately pulled it up, on his horror, he saw a pile of money, “The fuck is this?” He muttered flabbergast, “You freaking old man,”Alamid went to the mall and visited his favorite salon, where his father usually went when he was a kid.“Hi, how can I help you today?” greeted one of the staff; Alamid’s nervousness lessened; the man was quite familiar; he just saw him one or two times before his
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 15
“Are you okay?”Alamid nodded, “Yeah, of course, it wasn’t a big deal,” he said, still—looking down; he didn’t know how to face Hunter right now, “Look, I didn’t start the fight—”“Dang! Of course, I know they were too much to handle, and your bodyguards told me what happened?” Hunter said, followed by a chuckle.“About that—” Alamid looked at the five broad men, wearing a coat and tie like it’s some uniform, “Who are they? And have you told me that I have those?”“Nah, they are just for protection; it just so happened that we were talking, and they didn’t see you with the guys; when they came back, you’re already dragged by those delinquent kids, tell me, Ala—” Hunter look straight to Alamid’s eyes, “Why do they keep bugging you? Have you done something to make them mad like that?”“Nothing,” Alamid replied.Hunter put down the cotton he was holding and looked straight to Alamid, “You have to tell me what happened, Ala. So, I can help you,”Alamid met his gaze for a minute before he
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 16
“Thank you for attending this special event, ladies and gentlemen! Let’s start the auction!”Applause echoed through the whole room, where Hunter was sitting, waiting for the right time to do his job. Wearing his favorite black three-piece suit, Hunter simply looked at the attendee’s faces, they all seemed thrilled and delighted, waiting for their meal to be served, but they are not waiting for something that would fill their stomach—earthly desire; that’s what they want to fill.“Fucking wealthy people,” Hunter muttered while gritting his teeth, but hid it with a smile when he saw familiar faces coming to him.“Mr. Dmitri! What a lovely coincidence, you’re here too!” Mr. Ramos, one of the owners of the Fernandez group company, “I didn’t know I would see you here!”Hunter faked his smile and greeted the man with the same energy, “Mr. Ramos, I wasn’t expecting you here! you must be looking for company?” he jokingly said.The man replied with a humorous laugh, “Of course, my wife can’t
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 17
A loud gunshot echo starts to ring out of the venue; guests are trying to save themselves by using their bodyguards as human shields. Blood was all over, as well as lifeless victims.“Smith, you have to come here! We need to help them! Call Alfred and the troupe!” Hunter exclaimed on the other line.“Damn it, Hunt! I told you we can’t intervene in other groups’ plans!” Smith muttered curses under his breath while contacting Alfred.Hunter tried to look for the shooter, and when he saw the man wearing black, he carefully walked in its direction.The man was taken aback and unable to move; right before he ran, he felt a sting on his chest, followed by blood, gushing through his mouth, “W-what t-the!”“You worthless fuck!” Hunter gritted his teeth as he threw a punch at the almost unconscious man.“Boss!” Alfred shouted while trying to stop Hunter from killing the shooter, “You need to stop! He’s not the only shooter here! There are tons of them, and most guests were either dead or wound
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 18
“My condolence,” Hunter muttered; he was trying to hide his sorrow while seeing one of his faithful men in a casket.“Thank you, sir. My husband admired you so much; he was always excited and happy to go to work every day, knowing that he was working under your supervision and company,”Hunter was well known as a faceless billionaire; he chose to remain that way to enjoy his life without hindrance to his status. Families of his workers introduced him as their boss in the company.“I wish I could do something that moment,” Hunter said; Alfred and his troupe knew what he was talking about.“It was a sudden and unforeseen death, and anyone has their own time; you don’t have to blame yourself for this; you became a good employer to him. He provides all the needs and wants of his family, and that is more than enough for me to thank you,”Hunter did not respond, and Alfred took his place to avoid awkwardness. Hunter nodded and exited the room. He went near the comfort room and lit his cigar
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R-18“Thank you, sister. You were really a god sent; this won’t be possible without your help; thank you,” Silvestro was indeed delighted, seeing the new set of girls he bought from the orphanage.“You were the heaven-sent, my child. You were an avenue of blessing to this orphanage and to the lives of these children,” the nun said, but behind that facade, they both knew what would happen to the children the moment they left.“Shall we be going?” Silvestro said his voice was as gentle as a loving father; the children were so happy, their eyes sparkling while looking at the man they looked after.Some of them were hoping that they would grow up like them until they discovered the real Silvestro.“Sister, a man was waiting outside, hoping if he could adopt a boy,” one of the helpers said; the nun excused herself, Silvestro smiled at the naive children, but one of them, Isaac—don’t feel good towards the man, he is one of the eldest orphans here. A seventeen-year-old mixed-blood kid. What’