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First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 85
Standing two weeks later in the ultra-modern office of the competitor, Alamid’s keen eyes surveyed the plush furnishings and subtle hum of the business environment. Jonathan and the business world were both intended recipients of her statement.There was a heavy weight in the air as the ink on the contract she had just signed continued to dry. She had just taken over the competitor’s business, complete with all of its assets and clout. It was just another strategic step in her plan to undermine Jonathan’s network from within.The company’s operations had been thoroughly investigated by her team for months, revealing financial irregularities, weak spots, and suspicious activities that were directly linked to Jonathan.For the takeover to go off without a hitch, every detail had been carefully considered. The company’s upper management caved in to Alamid’s relentless pursuit of her goals, and her reputation as a fiercely independent businesswoman only grew in her ascendancy.As Alamid r
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 86
Hunter paced the dimly lit room, Zafron’s voice sharp and deliberate as he laid out the grim reality before them. The Brotherhood was at a crossroads, teetering on the edge of chaos. Jonathan’s web of corruption wasn’t confined to back-alley deals or underground operations; it bled into politics, infecting decision-makers and entire institutions.“You can’t keep running on the defensive,” Zafron said, his tone clipped as he leaned over the table strewn with documents, maps, and coded dossiers. “You need to hit them where it hurts—Jonathan’s political allies. But tread carefully, Hunter. This isn’t the same as taking out his foot soldiers.”Hunter stopped pacing, his eyes narrowing as he absorbed Zafron’s words. The idea of targeting politicians aligned with Jonathan was tempting. But the risks were colossal. “If I start exposing politicians, it paints a giant target on my back,” Hunter muttered, his fists clenching at his sides. “Not just mine—everyone involved in this fight.”Zafron
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 87
Hunter sat at the head of the Brotherhood’s table, his gaze sharp as Casper laid out the plan with meticulous precision. The room hummed with tension, each member acutely aware of the risks but unwilling to voice dissent. This was the kind of gamble that could dismantle Jonathan’s empire—or destroy them entirely.“We move on the northern hub first,” Casper said, his finger tracing the map in front of him. “Alejandro’s resources will be instrumental here. His people know the terrain, and their intel on the supply routes is solid.”Hunter’s lips pressed into a thin line at the mention of Alejandro. The history between them wasn’t just water under the bridge—it was a storm, a maelstrom of unresolved grudges and betrayals. Yet, despite the unspoken tension, he gave a curt nod.“Fine. Loop him in,” Hunter said, his voice cold but decisive. “But keep him on a leash. I don’t want any surprises.”Casper glanced at him, hesitating for a fraction of a second before continuing. “Alejandro’s alre
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 88
Olivia sat in the sterile, cold interrogation room, the ticking of the clock on the wall echoing in the silence. She felt the weight of the situation pressing down on her chest, the walls closing in around her. The faint hum of the fluorescent lights above did nothing to calm the storm of thoughts racing through her mind. How had it come to this? How had everything unraveled so completely?She stared at the two officers across the table from her, their expressions unreadable, but the tension in the air was thick enough to slice. Detective Marshall, a seasoned investigator with a reputation for getting results, leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing.“You’ve been aiding a criminal organization, Olivia,” he said, his voice low and steady. “Your involvement in Jake’s actions, his ties to Jonathan… this isn’t something you can just walk away from. We have everything we need. The evidence is clear.”Olivia’s hands trembled slightly in her lap, but she fought to keep her composure. She
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 89
Ezekiel and Alamid had been on the road for hours, the relentless thrum of the engine blending with the ever-growing tension in the air. The night was thick with humidity, and the headlights of their vehicle sliced through the darkness as they navigated the winding roads. The GPS was unreliable here, and they had to rely on a series of intel, contacts, and their instincts to get closer to Jonathan’s hideout.Ezekiel’s jaw was tight, hands gripping the wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. Every mile, every turn, felt like they were getting closer to something dangerous, something that could change everything. The fury in his chest was like a fire, fueled by the constant failures to get close to Jonathan, to put an end to his reign of terror.He hadn’t forgotten what Jonathan had done to his family—Ezekiel’s daughter, the betrayal, the endless manipulation. He would make sure Jonathan paid for all of it, no matter what.“We’re getting close,” Alamid muttered, eyes scanning the darke
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 90
Hunter leaned over the desk in his office, the faint hum of the city’s nightlife echoing in the background as Leigh slid another file across the table toward him. He barely noticed the clock ticking above them; the details in front of him were far more pressing.The numbers on the screen, the invoices, the transactions—everything was pointing back to Jonathan, but there was something else there too, something more personal.Leigh’s sharp eyes didn’t miss a thing. She had been invaluable in helping Hunter decode Jonathan’s financial dealings—understanding the patterns, the hidden codes, and the shell companies that kept Jonathan’s operation running beneath the radar. She was resourceful, precise, and undeniably clever.There was no one else he trusted more in this moment, despite the strange pull he felt when they worked together. But there was something else there, something that both of them were pretending not to acknowledge. Neither of them had spoken about the tension between them
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 1
“Damn it, where the hell is she?” Hunter mumbled as he impatiently stomped his feet on the vitrified tiles; Hunter have been standing and waiting here for no less than Six hours; Olivia, his fiancé, usually got off to work around five o’clock. He fished his phone and composed a text again. Today is their anniversary; Hunter looked at his wristwatch, it was past eleven o’clock, still, no sign of Olivia. Hunter wasn’t mad, coming late, but the fact that he can’t reach her makes him anxious.Olivia is an epitome of beauty, and danger is always one step ahead of her; and he is trying to avoid it by occasionally waiting for her in front of their house, plus the fact that this neighborhood is not safe anymore these days, The man don’t want to use his power, and make her feel like she’s a criminal. He wants to try it, as normal as possible. He tried hitting her phone again; Still, no answer. “This won’t do; I’ll go and fetch her myself,” Hunter immediately grabbed his jacket and ru
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 2
Hunter hurriedly got to the hotel; he’s been using a cab, since the moment he decided to pursue Olivia, without his family’s help, neither name nor wealth, he even considering of using Olivia’s last name. When he reached the hotel entrance, an admin approached him, just looking at him, a typical scenario; Hunter can’t smile, due to the earlier incident, and he doesn’t have to pretend low, when Olivia’s wasn’t around, “I’m here under the reservation of Hunter Dimitri,” he used his mother’s maiden name. He doubtfully looked at Hunter and scanned me again; oh right, “You must be?” that wasn’t a question. Hunter handed him his ID, “I’m Hunter Dimitri; my fiancé is waiting for me. Could you please tell me where our table is?” he heard no reply; the admin just assisted him to the reserved table. There, he saw his lovely fiancé looking at her phone; annoyance was surprisingly visible on her beautiful face, and she had a wine glass in her left hand, Hunter saw two empty champagne