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THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE 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 TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE 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
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE 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
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE 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
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE 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
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE 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
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE 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
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE 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
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Two weeks after the campaign rollout, Roman welcomed the Valey brothers into his office once again. The three men were dressed like they had just won a lottery. Their suits looked better than the last time, their grins were wide, and Pope still carried that his exhausting air of confidence on his shoulders as he came in. Roman leaned back in his chair and offered a nod as they settled."Mr Averne," Pope greeted. His raspy voice sounded like sandpaper. He did not sound good at all. "Good to see you again."Roman smiled. That was his thing now — smiling through all of it. He wasn't even sure it was real anymore, but it worked. His investigations were coming out as inconclusive, which wasn't a bad sign, but was also not a good sign."The branding campaign's been rolled out, just as we planned," Dexter said as he dropped a thick portfolio on Roman's desk. He sat down. "People are talking about the anonymous identity. They are curious and confused, and we love it.""Good," Roman replied
Off Feeling
It was yet another Monday, another day for the Valeys to meet with Roman. And as usual, Roman was already in his office waiting for the arrival of the three brothers. Roman didn’t look up when Kade knocked and let the Valey brothers in. He knew they were the ones coming because their appointment was set for that time. He was behind his desk, finishing a cup of espresso that he had brewed himself that morning. He liked doing it himself now. Something about starting the day on his own terms made working go smoother most times. When the three men finally walked in, talking and smiling like they already closed the deal of the century, he slowly raised his head and gave them a casual look.“Good morning, gentlemen,” he said, gesturing toward the chairs across from him.“Morning, Mr Averne,” Dexter said as they took their seats. Prance carried a thin folder with him and Pope was holding his phone as if he was waiting for it to ring.Roman raised a brow. “I believe we were supposed to dis
Don and Mar
Janice took her bag and phone from the side table, and started making her way down to her car. She was humming too, in her old habitual manner. She had just gotten to her car when she heard someone call her name from behind.“Janice!”She turned. It was Donald again. But this time, he wasn’t alone. Marren was with him. 'Two of them together? That cannot mean anything good.' Janice thought. Janice stepped out of the car and closed the door halfway, then she folded her arms across her chest and watched as they approached her.“Don’t tell me you’ve come to lecture me again,” she said, looking at Donald. Donald smirked. “Not this time. Marren and I… we’ve got something to discuss. And we were hoping you’d host us for a bit.”Janice raised a brow. “At my house?”Marren smiled. “It’s not a long discussion, Jan. Besides, you have the biggest wine rack.”Janice sighed. “You’re buying the next bottle.”“Deal.”Before she could even ask any more questions or say any other thing, the two men
Daddy Talk
Annabel found solace in a quiet hotel room far away from her father's estate. She refused to go back home that day, and did not also go to meet Roman. She could not afford to let him know what her aunt was saying, and she could not come back home that day. So, she stayed over and went back home the next day when she knew the house would be quiet and back to normal. That morning, she walked into the house quietly. She took off her shoes at the door as if she was sneaking in and trying not to be caught. But the moment she stepped into the living room, she saw her father sitting on the couch with a newspaper in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. The television was on, but muted. He was focused on his newspaper. Harmon did not look up immediately. He waited until she was halfway through the living room before he spoke.“Sit down,” he said in his calm, authoritative tone that made her feel like she was five years old again. Annabel sighed, not because she was annoyed — okay, m
Don Talk
The family gathering was slowly coming to an end. Some cousins were already picking up their bags and waving their goodbyes with bright smiles on their faces. Some of the older uncles had gone to the living room, where someone had put on a documentary that no one was watching, while the children were scattered all around. Some of them had gone to the guest rooms, while the others were outside with the dogs.Janice, however, was sitting by herself near the back patio. She had one of her legs crossed over the other, and was holding a half glass of wine on one hand. She wasn’t one to join in the chaos of packing after the gathering was over. She preferred to sit stylishly and sip on whatever alcohol came her way. She was taking one more sip from the glass when Donald saw her.He was one of those uncles that was always around but never too involved. He rarely took sides, but always had something to say when the dust settled. Everyone called him “Chill Uncle Don” in a sarcastic tone tha
Walk Off
Janice had somehow made Annabel wary of the family meetings without even knowing it. Another Sunday had come by, and Annabel sat in her room, wondering whether to go join them or not. The last thing she wanted to hear was anything that Janice had to say about her relationship. But she got ready and joined the family anyway. She had no other choice. Also, she had told her grandfather that she would invite Roman again, but in truth, she said that just because the man had been bugging her with a lot of questions about her boyfriend. Annabel did not invite Roman. She could not risk him being ambushed by Janice again. The family's Sunday breakfast was in full swing when Janice struck. Roman's empty chair at the dining table made some of the family members wonder whether or not he was coming.Annabel picked at her eggs and tried to ignore the way her father kept glancing at the vacant seat where her boyfriend was supposed to be sitting. "Roman not joining us today?" Grandfather Fran
Change Of Plans
Thursday was fast to come by. The Valey brothers were already in Roman’s office at exactly 10 AM on that day. Roman, as usual, was sitting opposite them. "Gentlemen," Roman greeted them. "Let’s make this quick. I’ve got lunch plans." Pope chuckled and it sounded like gravel against a shovel. "Always the busy man, Mr Averne. But then again, time is money." Roman smirked. "And money’s what we’re here to talk about, isn’t it?" Prance nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, yes." He immediately went to the details without waiting for his brothers' approval. "We have gotten the manufacturing plants lined up already. So all we need now is your signature next week, and we can start rolling out the first prototypes." Roman nodded. "And the branding?" Dexter immediately answered, as if he was in a competition with Prance that he wanted to win. "Anonymous launch, just like we discussed. We need the rumors to start circulating that Averne company is backing it, then you step in and confirm. Lim
Hooks In
Annabel did not want to laugh, even though it was very funny to see Janice's look of horror.Janice’s face was still very flushed. "You’re impossible," she snapped and picked up her drink. "Both of you. One day, you’ll look back and wish you’d listened to me." Freya waved as Janice stormed off. "Love you too, Aunty!" The moment Janice was out of earshot, Annabel rested completely on the lounge chair. "God, she’s so exhausting." Freya threw another grape into her mouth. "Eh, she’s just pissed because no one’s ever bought her a grand hall full of burgundy decorations." She smirked. "It was rented, Freya," Annabel rolled her eyes. Freya ignored her. "Speaking of, when do I get to meet Kade? I feel like he and I would get along." "I'm sure you guys will get along well. You're both full of humour, both dark and otherwise." Annabel said. "Hand me some of those grapes please."Freya gave her the bowl of grapes and cleared her throat. "So, when's Roman taking us to dinner?" Annabe
Tense Chat
The next day after Roman's visit, Annabel went to talk to her aunt, Janice. She found her sitting by the pool side. The air smelled of chlorine and freshly cut grass, as well as the faint scent of citrus from Aunt Janice's perfume. Janice was sitting on the edge of a lounge chair and holding a glass of gin and tonic. Annabel sat beside her."Aunt Jan," Annabel called. Janice looked at her. "What was that about yesterday?""What was what about?" Janice feigned ignorance. Annabel sighed. "You ambushed my boyfriend back there with your weird questions. You've never done that before, why did you have to do it today? It was so embarrassing."Janice chuckled. "Oh, that? How's that embarrassing? I was only looking out for you.""And you went about it wrongly. That was his first time here as my boyfriend, and you talked about how expensive his watch is. That is just wrong, Aunt Jan." Annabel's anger was visible now. "You know you could have just let it be a nice day. Now it looks like you'
