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THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Weird Dream
Roman went home disappointed as ever. He sat in his apartment that evening, staring at the wall while he fought a storm in his mind. Annabel’s words still echoed inside him.“That herb… it was the last one of its kind.”He had heard her clearly. Understood her perfectly. And yet, something deep inside him refused to accept it. There had to be more. There had to be another way. But no matter how much he tried to think of a solution, his mind hit a dead end. Maybe he was looking at it all differently. There had to be a better way to approach the situation, and because he was taking everything in at once, it was all overwhelming and not letting him think properly.Across from him, Kade leaned back on the couch, spinning a knife between his fingers. “So, let me get this straight. You went through all the trouble of taking Annabel out to a five-star restaurant… and she still didn’t tell you anything?”Roman exhaled slowly. “She couldn’t.”Kade scoffed. “Couldn’t or wouldn’t?”Roman didn’t
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Exploration
Roman didn’t waste time. The moment he had seen that landmark on the news, he knew he had to be there. But he wasn’t going as just another curious observer. No, he was going as the man in charge. Money could open doors, and Roman had plenty of it. So, he used it. He reached out to the archeological team, offered funding for the expedition, and just like that, he was no longer just watching history being uncovered.He was going to uncover it himself. And maybe, just maybe — he’d find the answers he was looking for. A few days later, Roman set out with the exploration team. He disguised it as an impromptu business trip to avoid rousing Kade’s suspicion, and to also add to his schedule for the days he planned to be out of the office. There were over a dozen people with him — researchers, trained survivalists, and local guides who knew the area. But none of them knew why he was really here.As far as they were concerned, he was just another investor wanting to be part of the adventure, an
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE The Book
The expedition was over. The other explorers worked in groups, in excitement, while celebrating, eager to return home with their discoveries. But Roman wasn’t leaving soon.The herb was secured. It was a victory, but an incomplete one. Because now, he had something else. The book. And the book might be leading him somewhere entirely different.He sat alone in his tent that night with the old leather-bound book resting on his lap. He ran his fingers over its strange, unmarked cover for the thousandth time. He had been unsure of what to do with it, so he just kept playing with the cover.It reacted to him, to his ring as if it was alive. As if it had been waiting for him all along.Then he decided to open it, and when he opened it again, the pages were filled with symbols and markings that looked ancient and unreadable. But then, as his ring brushed against the paper, something changed. The letters began to shift. They twisted and rearranged themselves to form words that he could underst
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Sketchy Don
Days passed. After Roman’s first attempt at meeting Ricardo Salvi, the infamous mafia boss, he had received nothing but silence. No callbacks. No messages. No second chances. He had been dismissed. And that alone pissed him off. Roman wasn’t the type to beg for anything.But he needed that dagger. So when an invitation finally arrived out of nowhere, he didn’t hesitate. The letter was simple — no explanation, no pleasantries.Just a time, a date, and the words:"Mr. Salvi will see you now."The first meeting was held at one of Salvi’s private estates. It was a heavily guarded mansion hidden in the outskirts of his city. Roman was escorted inside by armed men in suits. Salvi had power and he made sure everyone knew it. Roman wasn’t intimidated, but he could see through the scare tactic.Roman was led into a large, dimly lit room with walls covered in expensive paintings and a long, elegant table in the center. And at the head of that table was Ricardo Salvi himself. He was an older man,
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Birthday Girl's Request
Roman sat in his hotel suite the next day, staring at the ceiling, and lost in thought. The past few weeks had been nothing but a whirlwind of chaos. First, the expedition. Then, the damn book leading him here. And now, he was being offered a deal straight out of a twisted fairytale — marry a mafia boss’s daughter in exchange for a dagger that could unlock his past.Roman ran a hand down his face. Of all the things he had prepared for in life, this wasn’t one of them. A knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. Roman already knew who it was. When he opened the door, Kade stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking entirely unbothered by the fact that Roman was frowning.“Took you long enough,” Roman muttered, stepping aside.Kade walked in, eyeing the luxurious hotel suite. “You’re over here living the life while the rest of us do the work.”“I’ve been working just as much.” Roman smirked slightly, but it didn’t last.Kade dismissed the other men outside the door, sending
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Meeting Attack
Roman woke up that morning knowing exactly what he had to do. The decision had been weighing on him for days, but now he was ready. The dagger was too important. His past, his memories, everything he had been searching for all led back to that damn dagger. And if marrying some mafia princess was the only way to get it, then so be it. There wasn’t really a different choice. He felt bad because of Annabel, but they weren’t even officially dating, so he didn’t need to feel guilty. And maybe he would be able to negotiate a contract marriage of sorts to satisfy Salvi’s daughter, and be free of her in the near future. The meeting was set to take place at one of Ricardo Salvi’s private mansions. This time, Roman was brought into a lavish, high-ceilinged hall, where Salvi sat at the head of a long dining table, swirling a glass of whiskey like he had all the time in the world.The moment Roman stepped in, Salvi smirked. "Ah. So, you’ve made your decision?"Roman nodded once. "I’ll do it."Sa
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE The Dagger
Salvi was a man who kept to his words. After his men had cleaned the area, he went in and brought the dagger and handed it to Roman. The moment Roman got his hands on the dagger, he knew he wasn’t going to wait. There was no point in wasting time, no reason to sit around wondering. He needed to know what made it so damn important.So, instead of leaving Salvi’s mansion immediately, he stood in the dimly lit lounge, turning the dagger over in his hands.Salvi, who had just handed it to him, sat back and poured himself another drink, while watching Roman with thinly veiled amusement."You’re eager," Salvi noted. "That’s good. But you might not like what you find."Roman barely heard him. He was so focused on the dagger. This thing was more than just a weapon. He could feel it. His fingers traced the length of the blade as if he was searching for something, anything, that would tell him why this dagger was so important.And then, his ring brushed against the hilt and it glowed. Roman fr
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Expansion Search
Roman had never been the kind of man who believed in coincidences. So, when he decided to expand his company into luxury real estate, he wasn’t looking to make just another investment. He wanted to build a legacy. He didn’t want to leave anything to chance. While he was still trying to figure out the location of the next herb, business had to go on as usual. He was planning to expand somewhere new, and did the necessary research.At first, the plan seemed simple. Hawaii had been his first choice, because it was a place where wealth and paradise blended seamlessly. It was a location where exclusivity meant power. But reality set in fast. The market was flooded with investors, and land acquisition was a nightmare. If he was going to dominate real estate, he had to think bigger. And he needed somewhere to initiate a unique idea he had in mind.So, he shifted his focus to a neighboring country. A place with potential. A country still growing, still shaping itself into a global powerhouse.
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Fortress Ambush
The fortress with its crumbling stone walls stretched toward the sky, jagged and broken, like the ribs of some ancient beast left to rot. The place reeked of decay, the air thick with dust and the distant scent of rain. This was one of the locations that they had decided would be better for their ambush plan against the hunters. Roman stood at the edge of a ridge on the fortress, scanning below. From up there, it looked like a dead place—silent, abandoned. The perfect stage for what they were about to do. He adjusted the strap of his holster, rolling his shoulders. Annabel crouched beside him, tying back her dark hair. Her eyes were sharp. "Are we sure they’ll actually show up? What if they saw through the fake intel?""They’ll show," Kade muttered. He was a few steps back, leaning against a rock wall, adjusting his rifle. His wound from the last fight was still healing, but if it hurt, he didn’t let it show. "Those people don’t ignore a lead on the book. Doesn’t matter if they smel
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The air tensed when the door creaked open. Roman had gotten a random feeling that Specter would visit, so he was already prepared. But it was still a bit weird to see the man appear out of thin air. Specter stepped in, moving like a shadow in the low light. A slow smirk tugged at his lips.Roman didn’t waste time. “I’m done waiting. You’re going to tell me everything. I don’t have time for your cryptic messages.”Specter smiled. His smile scared Annabel a bit. “Everything?” Specter leaned back, tilting his head. “That’s a lot to ask for. I don’t even think I have the whole story.”Roman’s gaze was unyielding. “Then start talking.”A beat of silence. Then, with a slow exhale, Specter laced his fingers together and leaned in.“You’re not just some random target, Roman. As you may already know, you’re the last of an ancient bloodline. The herbs you’ve been fighting over were never meant to be used the way people want to use them. They can either be used as remedies or weapons. They were
Call For Extraction
The smell of smoke clung to their clothes. The adrenaline was wearing off, and the impact of everything that had just happened was starting to settle in.Roman’s hands were steady on the wheel, but his mind was spinning. Annabel sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window. Kade, slumped in the backseat, let out a groan."Pretty sure I got shot," Kade muttered.Roman barely spared him a glance in the rearview mirror. "You think you got shot? Or you’re sure you were actually shot? This better not be one of your jokes."Kade shifted, wincing as he pulled his jacket aside. A streak of blood was smeared across his shirt, near his ribs. "I actually got shot. But in my defense, I was a little busy saving your asses."Annabel finally turned from the window. "How bad is it?"Kade attempted a casual shrug, but it turned into a wince. "Let’s just say I’ll live if no one pokes me. There’s no entry wound so it was most likely just a graze. Unless I’m just light headed from blood loss and I’m
Rescue Team
The drive to the hideout was quiet. Roman was calculating every possible scenario, every point of entry, every mistake the Herb Hunters had made by underestimating him. He was trying to run through best and worst case scenarios for the plan they made, and possible escape tactics they could use to make sure none of them got caught or killed. And also to make sure their aim of rescuing Annabel was achieved.Kade knew better than to interrupt when Roman was so deep in thought. He focused on driving and allowed Roman to think in peace. The warehouse compound came into view. It was the perfect cover for something much worse than storage. To the outside, others may just assume it was a normal warehouse for a company’s goods.Roman didn’t wait for the car to stop completely. He was out the door before the tires fully settled. They were still some distance away, in order not to give away their position, or the element of surprise on their side.Kade sighed, stepping out and pulling his gun fr
Taken
Roman held the relic still in his hand. He was staring at it like it might give him the answers he needed. His mind spun with questions. Then his phone buzzed.Unknown number. He almost ignored it. He was tired of their games.But something in his gut told him to answer. He put the phone to his ear. "Who is this?""Roman."A voice he knew. A voice that didn’t belong on the other end of this call because that voice was supposed to be safe. That voice wasn’t supposed to sound afraid.Roman sat up straighter, his muscles coiled, his grip on the relic tightening. "Where are you?"A shaky breath. "I don’t— I don’t know."Then the line cut.Roman’s blood went cold.Roman barely registered the world around him as he pushed through the doors of his penthouse, his mind still tangled in the web of secrets Specter had spun.The Hunters weren’t just after them. And somehow, he was the missing piece to a puzzle he hadn’t even known existed. The door burst open.Kade."Any news?" Roman asked urgentl
Pale Man
Roman had a ball to be at. Something about business.The air inside the ballroom buzzed with muted conversation, the kind of carefully measured small talk that happened when some of the world’s most powerful people gathered in one place. Gold chandeliers bathed everything in a warm glow.Roman adjusted the cuff of his suit as he scanned the room. "You hate these things, don’t you?" Roman murmured, smirking.Kade exhaled sharply. "You’re asking me this now? After dragging me here?""You should thank me. Expanding your social skills is good for you.""My social skills are fine," Kade muttered. "I just prefer the kind of events where I don’t have to pretend I care about these assholes. Most of them are snakes.."Roman chuckled, but the humor didn’t quite reach his eyes. Something felt off. He turned slightly, gaze sweeping the room. No obvious threats. But the feeling wouldn’t shake.And then, glass shattered. A scream followed. Then gunfire. The air ripped apart with the violent sound
Suite Assassin
Victor Moreau's confidence shattered in an instant. One second, he had been on top of the world. The next, his phone screen was lighting up with a disaster as he realised he had been played."WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!"His voice echoed through the office as he slammed his glass onto the desk, sending shards of crystal skidding across the polished wood. The reports in front of him didn’t make sense. Their investors, the ones who were supposed to buy out Roman’s remaining shares were being exposed as frauds. Publicly.The stock market had reacted like a kicked beehive, and now, instead of Roman collapsing, their entire scheme was unraveling. Damien, still eerily calm, skimmed through the leaked documents. The deeper he read, the tighter his jaw clenched."Roman…" he muttered as the realization dawned.Roman had set them up.They thought they were pulling his strings, but all along, he had been leading them exactly where he wanted them. Now, their names were tied to a fraudulent sche
Shell Companies
Annabel noticed the shift in Roman that night. She tried to ignore it, but acting uninterested was not something she could do. She would talk about it today, even if she was sure that Roman would shut her out. “What’s going on, Roman?” she demanded. “You’re shutting me out.”He hesitated, then made a decision. He told her everything —the sabotage, the herb hunters, the warning call.Annabel was not impressed. “You’re fighting on two fronts, and you didn’t think I should know?”Roman sighed. “I didn’t want you to worry.”They spoke for a while and discussed strategies. The next few days, Roman played his role flawlessly. He let himself appear frustrated by the sudden legal and financial setbacks. He started making reckless decisions like intentionally selling shares, pulling investments, and acting erratic in public.Word spread fast. The empire Roman had built looked like it was cracking under pressure. Damien believed Roman was losing control.Kade would always say, “You better know
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
