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THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Might Be The One
The days stretched on, and Roman was beginning to feel a little discouraged despite himself. He had spent time looking at land that either didn’t meet his standards, was tied up in bureaucratic red tape, or was simply owned by people who refused to sell to an outsider.He had seen lush coastlines, rolling hills, and sprawling urban plots, with each of them promising something different but ultimately failing to meet his expectations. And still, nothing clicked. It was frustrating, but Roman wasn’t the kind of man who walked away from a challenge. If anything, the failures only made him more determined.This was about expanding his company. Roman didn't fumble when it came to his company. And if it took longer than expected, so be it. He kept having meetings upon meetings. Today, he had another meeting with another agent. Roman sat in the backseat of a black SUV as his latest real estate broker, Adrian Clarke, talked enthusiastically about the next location they were heading to.“I th
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Negotiation Complete
The old man, Reginald Vaughn had spent forty years building his company from the ground up. It had started as nothing more than a small manufacturing firm, which was tucked away in the heart of a growing city. Back then, he had been young — hungry, determined, ruthless when he needed to be. He had sacrificed everything to turn his business into what it was today.Now, he was in his seventies, and the world was different. The industry had changed. And he too had changed. But the one thing that hadn’t changed was his disappointment in his children. Reginald had three children. Elliot, Damien, and Celeste. In another life, they would have been the perfect heirs to his empire. They would have been smart, strategic and business-minded.But instead, they were reckless, spoiled, self-indulgent and careless with money. All they knew how to do was spend. Elliot, the eldest, was a professional party goer who had burned through every trust fund his father had set up for him. He had no sense of
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Two Billion Dollars
After private negotiations and strategic planning, he had decided to sell everything to Roman Averne for two billion dollars. That was the final price they had settled on. A number that would ensure the company’s survival under capable hands. And more importantly, it would strip his greedy, reckless children of the chance to destroy what he had built.The day of the payment had finally arrived. Reginald had chosen to conduct all major meetings at his lawyer’s office — a neutral and secure location where his children couldn’t just barge in and start causing chaos. For days, he had been careful. No leaked information. No suspicious movements. Yet, in the back of his mind, he knew his children.They had spent their whole lives leeching off his fortune. And if they got even the slightest idea that their father was selling the company, they would try to stop it. That’s why today, as he sat in the grand office of his long-time attorney, Walter Bishop, he felt a rare sense of calm. Roman was
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Sending Them Away
For a moment, there was silence. The Vaughn siblings stood frozen as their minds struggled to process the reality of what had just happened.Everything — the wealth, the power, the company they had never lifted a finger to build but were expecting to reap from — was gone. And the man now sitting across from their father, calm, composed, completely unbothered by their presence, had taken it all.Elliot was the first to recover from the shock. He let out a low chuckle, shaking his head as a sneer twisted his lips.“Unbelievable.” His voice was laced with mockery, but the underlying rage was impossible to miss. “This… this is crazy. It’s not right.”Damien scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “You know what I think?” He tilted his head at Roman, his eyes narrowing. “I think you’re nothing but a gold-digging bastard. You saw an old man who’s lost his edge, and you sunk your claws in, convincing him this was a ‘good deal.’”Celeste gave a slow, deliberate smirk, flipping her hair ove
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Siblings Plot
Roman remained silent as he guided his car through the city streets. Beside him, Reginald Vaughn sat silently with his face turned toward the window. His eyes were fixed on nothing in particular. The old man looked hollow. Like someone who had finally let go of something heavy, only to realize he had nothing left to hold. Roman stole a glance at him before turning his focus back to the road.“They really would’ve torn you apart back there,” he finally said.Reginald let out a soft chuckle, but there was no humor in it. “You saw that, huh?”“Saw it? I was two seconds away from throwing one of them through the damn window.”That got a real laugh out of Reginald, though it was brief. He exhaled and rubbed his face. He looked very tired. “I knew they’d be angry. But I didn’t expect…” He trailed off, shaking his head. “Actually, no. That’s a lie. I did expect it. I just didn’t want to admit it to myself.”Roman didn't reply immediately. He understood that feeling all too well. Trusting pe
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Lawyer Meetings
A few days after the incident with the Vaughn siblings, Roman decided it was time to go back to his country. He was packing his bags for his trip the next day. Little did he expect to be served that very day. Roman had barely zipped his suitcase when his phone buzzed.He glanced at the screen, expecting a message from Kade about finalizing his flight. Instead, he saw an email notification from an unknown legal firm. Frowning, he tapped it open. And then he laughed. Across the room, Reginald Vaughn looked up from his chair, confused.“What’s so funny?”Roman turned his phone around, holding it up for Reginald to see. “We’ve been served.”Reginald’s eyes narrowed as he leaned forward, reading the email. His lips pressed into a thin line, and his fingers tightened around the armrest of his chair. His first instinct was anger. His second was worry.“They’re actually taking us to court?”Roman tossed his phone onto the bed, still smirking as he sat down. “Looks like it. Seems like I have
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE A Favour Owed
The conference room had a cold efficiency to it. It was all polished wood, sleek black chairs, and a long glass table that reflected the glow of the lights on it. Roman sat at one end, calmly. Reginald sat beside him, looking slightly more tense, but there was a quiet steel in his eyes.Across from them sat Walter Bishop and his team, five of the best corporate lawyers in that country.Walter adjusted his tie before clearing his throat. “Gentlemen, let’s get straight to business.”A younger lawyer, a woman named Sienna Graves, leaned forward. “The Vaughns have filed a claim of coercion, and fraud against Mr Roman, and mental instability against Mr Vaughn.”Reginald let out a sharp laugh. “They’re calling me insane now?”Walter’s expression remained serious. “They don’t have proof, but they don’t need proof. They just need enough doubt to drag this case into the mud.”Roman exhaled through his nose, shaking his head. “Classic distraction tactic. If they can’t win, they’ll make a mess.”
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Court House
“So,” Roman said, “the Vaughn kids are making their move. It only took a few days.”Walter looked up. “They’ve filed a formal complaint. They’re arguing that Reginald wasn’t of sound mind when he signed the deal. Similar to what we expected them to do. They want to discredit the contract.”Roman chuckled. “Desperate.”Reginald, sitting beside him, shook his head. “My children will do anything to get what they want.”Walter placed a file on the table. “Their main lawyer is Gabriel Langston. He’s not to be underestimated. Apart from him, there's a whole other team of hardened lawyers on their side. These ones usually fight dirty.”Roman’s expression darkened. “What’s our move?” he asked.Walter tapped the file. “We get ahead of them. We will arrange our own psychiatric evaluation for Reginald, proving he was in perfect health when he made the decision. And we keep things airtight. No leaks, no loose ends.”Roman nodded. “And if they go to the media?”“We counter with facts,” Walter said
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Unknown Caller
They agreed to speak further face to face, so Roman drove home. Kade didn’t bother knocking. The door slammed open, and he strode in. Without a word, Kade tossed a thick folder onto the table. A few pages spilled out, but Roman took his time picking them up, flipping through with lazy precision.The names Damien Vaughn and Victor Moreau were stamped all over the reports — contracts, cancelled permits, under-the-table deals that led straight back to them.Kade crossed his arms, waiting. His patience didn’t last long.“This is why your real estate deals keep hitting walls,” he said, voice tight. “They’ve been pulling strings, bribing people, blocking permits. Every damn move you make? They’re already ten steps ahead, making sure you fail.”Apparently, Damien had found a way to spite Roman. He seemed to have a new sponsor, and the timing was awfully suspicious.Roman smirked, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. “Let them think I don’t see it coming.”Kade’s frown deepened. “Wait. You’re
Assistant Calls
Roman was halfway through his third cup of coffee when his phone rang. Roman glanced at the caller ID. It was an assistant from the company he'd just bought from Reginald.“Talk to me.”“We have a problem,” the assistant said, cutting straight to the point. “The permits for the expansion project are stalled again. And there’s been an attempted buyout of one of our prime properties.”Roman sat up. “And who is behind it?”“We don’t know yet. The offer came through a shell company. But it’s clear someone’s moving against you. Lesser companies are getting approvals without any issues.”His jaw tightened. This wasn’t random. It was calculated. And he had a good idea why.Kade watched him closely. “Trouble?”“Looks like someone’s trying to choke out my business while I’m distracted.” Roman exhaled, rubbing his forehead. “We’re heading back there. We’ll only be there a day or two.”By the next day, Roman was back in the very country where his new company was located. He had employed quite a
The Broker
Roman and Kade staggered into a rocky outcrop, hidden beneath the jagged peaks. Their breaths came out in ragged puffs, as the adrenaline from their escape ran in their veins. Dust and debris clung to their clothes, and Kade’s left sleeve was torn where he’d barely dodged a blade.The mercenaries had caught up with them while they were driving and had blocked them upfront. They had to ditch the car and run after getting the tires blown out. They followed a path that was too narrow for cars to drive on, and before the group could mobilise themselves for foot pursuit, they finally escaped. For a long moment, neither of them spoke. Just the sound of their heavy breathing and the distant howl of the wind filled the silence. Then, Kade let out a sharp laugh — half exhilarated, half incredulous.“That,” he gasped, dragging a hand down his face, “was insane.”Roman sat on a boulder, exhaling slowly. He was still holding the herb they had risked their lives to retrieve, the small bundle of l
The Monastery
The monastery was quiet. Too quiet. Roman had expected some sign of life. Maybe a few monks that were still keeping the place going. But instead, unnatural silence stretched over the ancient stones.Kade noticed it too. He frowned and adjusted his bag as they stepped over the worn stone threshold. “Creepy. But that’s to be expected since we started this search.”Roman didn’t respond. He was already scanning the interior. The place was massive, built from weathered gray stone, with towering pillars reaching up to the high, vaulted ceiling. Faded murals lined the walls — scenes of devotion, monks in deep meditation, figures bowing before what looked like the herb they were searching for. The herb that could supposedly heal wounds no medicine could. The herb that someone else had tried to keep hidden.Roman could feel the gut-deep instinct that told him they weren’t alone even though the place felt deserted. He didn’t acknowledge it outright. Instead, he murmured, “We should move quickl
Off The Record
“You think they’re friendly?”Roman didn’t answer immediately. His eyes scanned the tree line, catching brief flickers of movement—figures slipping through the undergrowth, dark shapes blending with the green.“If they were friendly,” he finally said, voice low, “they’d have said hello by now.”Kade sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. “A hostile welcome committee.”The two of them kept moving, slow but steady, acting like they hadn’t noticed the shadowy figures. But their hands were close to their weapons, just in case. “Outsiders,” he said. “You do not belong here.”Roman’s grip tightened around the artifact in his pocket. He took a step forward, raising his hands in a non-threatening way. “We’re here for the temple’s secret. We have reason to believe we’re meant to be here.”The leader’s eyes went to the vial peeking from Roman’s fingers. Then he shook his head. “The temple does not welcome intruders. Turn back.”Roman met his eyes, unwavering. “I don’t think you understand. I ha
Another Jungle Cruise
They returned home. Roman sat hunched over the vial. He was using his fingers to trace the inscriptions on it. The light from the desk lamp made the symbols seem to dance on the glass surface.Kade flopped onto the couch and kicked his feet up on the armrest. “So, what’s the verdict? Is it another ‘drink this and turn into a superhero’ potion, or are we dealing with something more… explosive?”Roman didn’t look up. “Not sure yet. But these inscriptions… they’re different from the last one.”Kade groaned, running a hand through his already messy hair. “Of course they are. Because nothing in our lives can ever be simple.”Roman ignored him. He kept his focus entirely on the vial. He tilted it slightly, letting the light catch the surface, and that’s when he saw that the symbols shifted. Just a fraction, just enough to make him doubt his eyes at first. But then it happened again, the lines rearranging themselves into something new.“Whoa,” he muttered, leaning closer. “Kade, look at thi
RIDDLES
Roman stood in front of the jagged rock face, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. The ring on his finger felt heavier than usual, as if it were alive, pulsing with some kind of ancient energy. He glanced at Kade, who was a few feet away, arms crossed, looking thoroughly unhappy.“Are you sure this is the right spot?” Kade asked, raising an eyebrow. “Because, no offense, but it just looks like… a rock.”Roman ignored him, pressing the ring against the rough surface. For a moment, nothing happened. Just silence. The kind of silence that makes you feel stupid for even trying. He frowned. Maybe Kade was right. Maybe this was just a wild goose chase.But then — something. A faint tremor beneath his feet, so subtle he almost thought he’d imagined it. Dust and tiny pebbles rained down from above, and Kade straightened up, his eyes narrowing.“Uh… Roman?” Kade said, his voice tinged with unease. “Did you feel that?”Before Roman could answer, a thin, glowing outline began to form on
More Clues
The war with the Vaughn siblings was over. Reginald was safe too. Roman knew it was time to go back, and so he did. Roman sat in the private jet, staring out the window. The turbulence barely registered because he was deep in thought. He had finally wrapped up the legal battle with the Vaughn siblings, securing his ownership of Reginald's company and sending his enemies into complete ruin. It should have felt like a victory, but there was a strange emptiness that lingered."You're quiet," Kade said from across from him. "You should be celebrating."Roman smirked, shaking his head. "I'll celebrate when the work is truly done. Right now, I have bigger things to focus on."Kade looked confused. "What now?" Then it occurred to him. "Oh. The herbs. And that book."Roman let out a breath. "Yes. I left it untouched for too long. It's time I find out what it's really leading me to."Kade nodded, understanding. "So, once we land, what’s the plan? Straight to the office, or are you going to lo
Check Mate
Roman sat at the head of the conference table. Kade was standing beside him, with his arms crossed. Roman's law enforcement contact across from them. He placed a thick folder on the table.“This,” the detective said, sliding it toward Roman, “is everything you need.”Roman flipped the folder open. Proof of bribe to a federal judge, and a recorded confession from one of the court clerks, who had overheard the exchange and agreed to testify.Kade let out a low whistle. “They’re done.”He shut the folder and leaned back in his chair. The Vaughn siblings had thrown every dirty trick at him—kidnapping, smear campaigns, bribery. But this was their sloppiest move yet. A bribe like this was career-ending, not just for them but for their high-priced attorney as well.Roman turned to his legal team. “File this with the court first thing in the morning. I want the case dismissed immediately. Then, set up a press conference.”A murmur of agreement swept through the room as his team got to work.
