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THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Lazy Threats
Roman fists were clenched at his sides, the anger boiling in his veins was barely contained.Soren’s offer to buy him off had been laughable. Insulting, even. Now, the entire room was quiet.Until Alistair decided to open his mouth.“Roman,” Alistair said, adjusting his cufflinks like he wasn’t about to say something ridiculous. “Have you thought about what people will say?”Roman exhaled sharply, already tired of whatever speech was coming. “About what, exactly?”Alistair leaned forward, placing his hands on the table. “About the company.”Roman’s eyebrow twitched. “Be specific.”Alistair’s expression was calm, collected, but Roman could hear the thin layer of frustration in his voice. “What do you want the world to say about Averne Corporation when they find out we’re having an internal crisis about who the heir is? A long-lost heir suddenly returning and demanding power? What do you think that will do to our stock value?”Roman laughed.Alistair blinked in confusion. “What’s funny?
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Hired For The Plan
Vivienne’s house was as grand and extravagant as ever. A massive chandelier hung from the ceiling, which threw a warm glow over the shiny marble floors. The air smelled of expensive wine and a faint hint of fresh lilies. It was Vivienne’s personal touch, since she loved lilies. But tonight, no one was admiring her expensive decor. Everyone sat around a mahogany table with flutes of wine in their hands. And their faces were tense.Lucian, Soren, Evander, Alistair, and of course, Vivienne herself—the inner circle of the Averne family. And the only thing on their minds now was Roman. He had just walked out on them earlier that day, making it clear as hell that he wasn’t backing down now or ever. Now, they had no choice but to figure out how to stop him for good.Lucian leaned forward. His fingers were laced together and his expression was unreadable. “We need to move fast.”Soren, who was swirling the wine in his glass, scoffed. “Move fast? With what, exactly? We’ve tried everything to
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Sealed Deal
The evening's orange sun spilled through the sheer curtains of Vivienne’s lavish apartment the next day. It cast a beautiful golden glow across the pristine white furniture. Vivienne was draped in a silky black robe. She poured herself a glass of red wine, despite having too much to drink already. She was never one to follow conventional rules. She leaned against the marble counter of her open kitchen, glancing at the clock.Kristan should be here any moment.And, as if on cue, there was a knock on her door. A slow smirk curled across Vivienne’s lips as she walked gracefully to the door. She opened it, and saw the man she had been expecting.He stood there, tall and ridiculously good-looking. His muscular frame filled the doorway with ease. He had dark, piercing eyes and a smirk that could get a woman into trouble. And Vivienne had already been in trouble with him many times before.Kristan didn’t say anything at first. Instead, he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her wais
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Served
Kristan’s apartment was the complete opposite of Vivienne’s extravagant penthouse. Where Vivienne lived in a luxury apartment that screamed money, Kristan’s place was bare, practical, and very masculine. It smelled like his cologne—woody, rich, with a sharp manly scent that suited him perfectly.Vivienne stepped inside. Her heels were clicking softly against the hardwood floor. She glanced around and took in the minimalist decor as if she had never been there before. There was a black leather couch, a glass coffee table, a ridiculously large television that was mounted on the wall, and a stocked bar in the corner. There was no clutter or useless decorations. It was just the essentials. Like he was prepared to leave at a moment’s notice and had no attachment to the space. Given his line of work, it was understandable, but the lack of colour always made Vivienne complain.She smirked. “I thought you would have added some color to this monochrome by now, Kris.”Kristan smirked back. He w
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE False Witness
It didn’t take too long for Roman’s legal team to strike back. Within a few hours, they had drafted and filed a countersuit against the other members of the Averne family for defamation, false allegations, and emotional distress. They weren’t just going to sit back and defend. They were also going to fight. Lucian had been enjoying a peaceful afternoon in his study the next day when the knock came.It was sharp and urgent. Lucian wondered what the problem was and why the person was knocking like that. Lucian barely looked up from his desk. “Come in.”A butler stepped inside with a stiff expression.“Sir… there’s someone here to see you.”Lucian raised an eyebrow. “And?”The butler hesitated. “It’s a court official.”Lucian’s jaw ticked slightly. He sighed and closed the book he had been reading. “Let him in.”The bailiff entered and followed the butler to Lucian's study. He held a thick envelope in his gloved hands and extended it toward Lucian.“Lucian Averne?”Lucian didn’t even b
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Test Ordered
A fake DNA test? Bold move. Even for them. Roman thought. Roman sat back in his chair with one leg casually crossed over the other, and watching the chaos unfold like it was someone else’s problem. He wasn’t surprised, he’d been expecting something ridiculous, but this was so off brand for his family that he almost admired the effort. Almost.Kade leaned in and muttered, “This is actually insane. They manufactured a fake DNA test?”“Looks like it,” Roman murmured back, eyes still on Kristan. “I wonder how much that cost them.”“Probably not as much as it cost them to hire him.”At the plaintiff’s table, Lucian was looking so satisfied, like a man who had just played a winning hand. He had one arm slung over the back of his chair and his usual scowl was replaced with smug amusement. Next to him, Soren and Alistair exchanged a quick amused glance. Eleanor calmly adjusted her notes before speaking. “Your Honor, we’d like to formally challenge the validity of the plaintiffs’ so-called
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Two Positives
The day of the independent DNA test felt like the calm before a storm. Roman walked into the genetics lab with his hands in his pockets. Kade was right behind him. Eleanor had already arrived. She was flipping through some papers like this was just another Tuesday.On the other side of the room, Lucian and his entourage of frauds were already seated. Vivienne was pretending to be calm, but the way she kept tapping her nails against the table told a different story. Soren and Alistair sat with their arms crossed, wearing matching scowls. Evander, as usual, looked like he’d rather be anywhere else.And then, of course, there was Kristan. He sat there, looking as bored as ever.Lucian cleared his throat, forcing his usual fake authority into the room. “Let’s get this over with.” A doctor entered and pushed up her glasses as she scanned the room. She gave a polite nod. “We’ll be taking two samples from both individuals—one blood, one cheek swab. The results will be processed within twent
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Mini Plan
The courtroom was a mess. After Eleanor had announced that she would contend against the results, everyone started murmuring again. Kristan’s DNA test had come back positive, and suddenly, there were two heirs. Two people were now legally tied to the Averne bloodline. Two people now had a claim to the company.Roman sat still. His expression was neutral, but his mind was moving at a hundred miles per hour. He wasn’t just going to take this ridiculous situation at face value.Beside him, Kade was seething. "This is bullshit." His voice was low, dangerous. "That dude isn’t you. He isn’t an Averne. If there was another heir, I would have been aware."Eleanor remained poised, but there was surprise in her eyes too. Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Lucian and Vivienne looked way too smug. Kristan just sat back and sighed like this was all a bother to him, still maintaining the nonchalant role he was given. They wanted to convince others through his body language that he had nothin
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Stubborn Gf
The days blurred together after his encounter with Freya.Roman moved through them the way a man wades through deep water. Work didn’t pause for grief, or exhaustion, or the quiet unraveling of everything he had built.The lawsuit was bleeding him dry. And if he wasn't as wealthy as he was, he would have been bankrupt. Investors were calling in daily to withdraw their stocks. His board members held emergency meetings he wasn’t always invited to.The press did not help much either, with their news. Roman responded the only way he knew how, which was to bury himself deeper into the grind.But even that did not feel like armor anymore. It felt like weight. Overworking. And the worst part wasn’t the pressure, or the losses stacking up in inevitable columns.It was the silence, the empty apartment he came home to, the unanswered messages, and the way Annabel’s name sat in his phone like a ghost he didn’t know how to speak to anymore.And as if it was some wrong timed thing, Freya started
Mislead Her
In no time, two weeks ran by and it was time for the second court hearing. The second hearing moved faster than the first.Roman sat at the defendant’s table again. His hands were loosely clasped together. Martin sat beside him, flipping calmly through the day’s submissions, but even he couldn’t hide the sharpness in his movements.The Valeys sat across the aisle, looking confident. Pope, Dexter, and Prance; they were all dressed in shades of gray and black. Ezra Winfield sat nearest to the bench, perfectly composed, with a faint smirk at the corner of his mouth.The courtroom beamed with a restrained energy. Today mattered.The bailiff called them to order, and Judge Hauser took her seat with the same clipped efficiency as before."This is the matter of Valey Group Incorporated versus Roman Averne, continued for preliminary evidentiary review," the clerk announced.Judge Hauser peered over the rim of her glasses. "I understand both sides have submitted documentation since our last he
Another Coincidence
The morning light was very bright. Annabel blinked against it, realizing only as she sat up that she hadn’t made it to her bed the previous night. She was still curled on the living room couch, with a thin throw blanket tangled around her legs. Her sweatshirt was rumpled from hours of restless half-sleep.Her mouth was dry. Her head ached from the tension that had knotted her entire body and refused to let go.Her phone buzzed once on the table, and it made her stomach tighten immediately. She picked it up without thinking. It was Roman.The message was clipped. “I’m sorry. Call me when you’re ready.”She stared at it for a long time. She could almost hear his voice, the way it had sounded when he tried to explain, right before everything had broken.Annabel kept the phone back down without replying. She pushed herself up and made her way toward the kitchen. She found a little solace in the normal rhythm of her morning routine, which was coffee, breakfast, emails and other mundane st
Not From Him
Annabel was busy scrolling through the internet when she saw it.She was sitting at the kitchen counter at home, with her laptop open while a half a bagel was growing cold on her plate. Her coffee was already lukewarm. It was a quiet morning and she had called in sick at work, just to be able to spend the whole day at home. So, that morning, it was just her, and the comfort of an unhurried breakfast.She was scrolling mindlessly and clicking through headlines on a news app out of boredom more than interest. There were politics, a celebrity divorce, and even a new city ordinance on traffic lights. Then—“Roman Averne Faces Lawsuit Over Breach of Contract”She blinked.Her finger hovered for a second before tapping the article. And when she did, the headline expanded and a photo loaded. Roman was walking out of a courthouse with Martin beside him. There was no expression on his face.The article was short. "Valey Group Incorporated filed a civil lawsuit against Mr Roman Averne citing
Preliminary
The conference room on the forty-second floor of the Valey tower was cold. There were no windows and no distractions. Pope sat perfectly still at the head of the table with his hands folded beneath his chin as he read through the printed schedule for tomorrow’s court hearing. Even though it was night already, his suit remained neatly pressed and unwrinkled, as if it had been made exactly for this moment. Dexter leaned back in his chair across him, while chewing on a toothpick and spinning a silver pen between his fingers. Prance sat beside him, scrolling on a tablet, and occasionally tapping out notes.At the far end of the table, Ezra Winfield was flipping through a tabbed binder, page by page. He was skimming but not rushing. Every tab was color-coded. Every section was marked. And his glasses rested low on his nose.“So,” Ezra said without looking up, “we’re first on the docket. Judge Hauser. 9:00 a.m sharp.”“Hauser’s a stickler,” Pope said. “I assume you’ve played this clean?”
Mediate
The house smelled like cinnamon tea and lavender polish. Freya had lit one of the scented candles again. Janice noticed it the moment she stepped into the kitchen. It was late afternoon. Marren was upstairs in Janice's guest room napping or reading something. Donald hadn’t shown up all day, and that was good as well. Janice preferred calm when she was collecting results.Freya sat at the counter, scrolling on her phone. She looked up when Janice walked in.Janice poured herself a cup of tea without asking. “So?”Freya blinked. “So what?”Janice glanced at her over the rim of the cup and blew softly on the steam. “Don’t be coy, Freya. You said you’d be near the cafe around noon. I assume you found him.”Freya shifted slightly on the stool, trying to look nonchalant. “I saw him briefly.”Janice sat across her in a perfect pose. “Briefly?”Freya nodded. “He was just sitting there alone. I said hi and we talked for a few minutes. That’s all.”Janice didn’t say anything for a few seconds.
Coincidence Or Planned
Roman did not sleep throughout that night. He had spent most of it sitting at the edge of his bed, watching the digital clock tick from hour to hour. At some point, he stood up to pour himself a drink he didn't even touch, then he laid down again for twenty minutes just to stare at the ceiling. There was no point in pretending anymore, rest was out of reach for him now. By six-thirty, he was already in the shower, letting the hot water drum across his back as though it could wash off the previous day. But it didn’t. No amount of water could scrub the words “you’ve been served” from his memory.And to be honest, Roman was not really ready for another legal war. It was a tiring exercise. And he was mad at himself for seeing the signs of the fraudulent activities of the Valeys, and choosing to look away. Was it really worth it?He shaved carefully, put on a navy-blue suit, and selected a black tie with a minimal pattern. It was his normal routine, but something about the way he knot
Scam Revealed
Roman was flipping through the updated contracts that Pope had brought in some days ago for the third time that morning, but his mind was playing catch-up. The documents were clean, and even though he had signed them, something in his instincts still bothered him.If only he listened to it. But he was soon about to see why he should have listened. His phone rang on the desk. He picked it up and looked at it. It was his legal rep for this partnership between him and the Valeys.Roman had asked him to check on his own copy of the contracts and see if anything was wrong anywhere. He answered. “Talk to me.”The man's voice was careful. His name was Martin. “Mr Averne… I have just finished reviewing the contract draft again — the final version you signed, that is — and yes, there is something that doesn’t add up.”Roman sat forward. “What is it?”“You remember the clause on capital and board control? Page seven, paragraph four. Well, the version you signed had a line that capped external
Get Close
Freya stared at her phone for what felt like the tenth time that morning.There was still no response from her sister. Only two messages that got no response. Freya angrily threw her phone on her bed, then immediately picked it back up and typed another message: "Can we talk? Please." Then she deleted it."She hates me," Freya said to no one, then she got ready and left for work. And as she had been doing lately, Annabel was in Roman's apartment. She was wrapped around a throw blanket on Roman’s couch, as the scent of roasted garlic drifted from the kitchen. Kade was flipping channels with a look of intense concentration, like someone disarming a bomb."Can we not just watch something normal?" Kade asked. "Just once?""Define normal. If your abnormal show is that show with the rich humans screaming about family secrets, I already know it ends in betrayal and brunch."Annabel chuckled distantly. They ate and moved to the room."You’re quiet," he said gently. She turned toward him. "
