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THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Her Condition
Haylee’s phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. Every few minutes, it would light up with Roman's name. His calls were coming in one after another.She ignored every single one. She knew exactly why he was calling. Roman was furious. He wanted to drag her in, demand explanations, make her take the post down.But she wasn’t stupid. She knew that if she went in unprepared, she’d end up losing control of the situation. And she could not afford for that to happen — not now that things had escalated this far. She tried hard to convince herself that he would eventually come to his senses after some time. She just had to be a bit more patient.Which is why, instead of answering even one of those calls, she got into her car and drove straight to her mother’s house.Fiona was already waiting when Haylee walked in.She sat in her usual place by the window, sipping on a glass of red wine, with her posture as poised as always. Marilyn, as always, was on the couch, scrolling through her phone, barely lookin
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Calling Hamilton
The moment Haylee walked out of Roman’s office with a victorious smirk plastered on her face, Roman let out a slow chuckle. She actually thought she won. That was cute. Real cute.Roman leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping against his desk as he turned to Kade, who entered and watched the door Haylee had just walked out of.Kade scoffed. “That woman has the audacity of a thousand men.”Roman smirked. “She thinks she’s smart.”Kade folded his arms. “So what now? You gonna let her prance around, thinking she just played you?”Roman shook his head. “Not a chance.”Then, his expression turned cold.“Summon Hamilton.”Kade blinked. “Uh… you do remember the last time you and Hamilton had a collision, right? Somebody almost died.”Roman shrugged, completely unfazed. “And?”Kade sighed. “He’s not gonna come willingly. He sure as hell is holding a grudge.”Roman’s smirk deepened. “Of course he's holding a grudge, I don't care about what he's going to try to do, I mean, that’s why I have b
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Prepared Lines
Roman sat in his office, staring out of the massive glass window overlooking the city. His name was still being dragged through the mud, and his reputation was smeared by a scandal that wasn’t even real. And the person responsible for that rubbish was Haylee. That pathetic, manipulative woman had thought she could pull him into her mess, but what she didn’t realize was that Roman Averne never lost.And if she wanted a war, he was more than prepared to give her one. He turned to Kade, who was sitting across from him, casually scrolling through his phone.“Kade.”Kade glanced up. “Yeah?”Roman’s voice was calm. “Get me the best IT technician in the city.”Kade’s eyebrows lifted slightly. “Oh? Okay, you want to track the leak?”Roman’s expression didn’t change. “Of course. I want to know exactly who uploaded that video. If we can expose the person who uploaded it as connected to Haylee and her family, then the public would know they planned this. I can’t accuse them without proof.”Kad
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Bought For A Steal
Richard Vaughn stood outside Haylee’s company, adjusting the gold cufflinks on his suit. He had been in plenty of business negotiations before. But this one was different. He wasn’t just here as a corporate representative. He was playing the role of an investor looking to “help” a struggling company. But in reality, he was here to set Haylee up exactly how Roman wanted.Taking a slow breath, he rolled his shoulders back, put on a confident, reassuring smile, and walked through the glass doors. Inside, the reception area was quiet. A receptionist, a young woman in a cheap gray blazer, looked up from her desk, clearly bored out of her mind.Richard strode over, flashing a polite smile.“Good morning. I’d like to see Ms. Haylee. I’m an investor interested in a business opportunity.”The receptionist blinked.Then, after a beat of silence, she let out a dry laugh. “Investor? For this place?”Richard kept his expression professional, but internally, he thought, ‘damn. That bad, huh?’“Yes,
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Declined Call
Haylee sat in her office, tapping her perfect nails against the desk and staring at her phone screen. For the past few days, she had been going back and forth in her mind, weighing her options.‘Should I sell?’ ‘Should I hold out for a little longer?’Selling the company felt like betraying everything she had built, but at the same time, she was sinking and no one was coming to save her. Not even Hamilton. Heck, even he was affected by this storm. He caused some parts of the company’s failure, and their stock prices were dangerously low.She exhaled sharply and pushed her pride aside, then dialed the number of the "investor" who had come to see her days ago.The phone rang twice before Richard Vaughn's smooth, professional voice came through."Ms. Haylee. What a surprise."Haylee forced a light chuckle. "I’ve been thinking about your offer."There was a brief pause. "And?"Haylee leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs. "Let’s set up a meeting. Can you meet me tomorrow at my offic
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Stolen Money
Hamilton’s heart was pounding. The moment he left Roman’s office, he sped straight to Haylee’s company, determined to prove that Roman was lying. There was no way Haylee would sell the company. No way at all. Sure, they were struggling. Sure, money was tight. But she wouldn’t just throw it away for a mere seven hundred thousand dollars. At least… that’s what he told himself. But when he pulled up to the office building, his entire body froze. Bright yellow "RESTRICTED AREA" tapes were plastered all over the building entrance. A group of construction workers were moving in and out of the building, removing signs, tearing down branding, changing everything already. It looked like they were getting ready for a complete overhaul. Hamilton’s mouth went dry. This wasn’t just a restructuring, this was a full-on takeover.She really did it. She really sold the company. His hands clenched into fists as he pulled out his phone, dialing Haylee’s number.The phone rang and rang, but she did not
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Kicked Out
Haylee walked into her mother’s house. Her heart was racing with fury and frustration. The door slammed shut behind her with an almost violent force, as if she wanted to shut out the whole world along with the man who had just thrown her out of his house, and stolen her money.She marched straight into the living room, where her mother, Fiona, was seated and watching television. But the noise from the television did nothing to soothe her. Fiona was always the one to calm things down, but today, nothing could fix the burning rage that swelled inside Haylee.Without missing a beat, Haylee dropped her bags onto the floor and plopped down onto the couch beside her mother. She threw her hands in the air, still seething. “I can’t believe it, Mom! He just kicked me out!”Fiona looked at her daughter with concerned eyes. But she was not surprised. She had always known that Hamilton was a weakling, someone who couldn’t handle pressure when things got tough. He was always the type to rely on H
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Skipping Town
Haylee sat on the cold pavement outside the house that used to be theirs with her knees pulled to her chest, and her arms wrapped around herself. The air was chilly, but nothing compared to the humiliation burning inside her.She had been kicked out by Roman of all people, from the very house she thought she was safe in. And now she was homeless. Homeless. The thought alone made her stomach twist.Fiona paced back and forth beside her. She was looking more pissed than distressed. Meanwhile, Marilyn sat quietly, scrolling through her phone like they hadn’t just been tossed out like yesterday’s trash. That was her own way of coping with the situation.Finally, after what felt like forever, Haylee let out a shaky breath and broke the silence.“We have to delete the video. We really have to.”Fiona stopped pacing immediately.She turned to Haylee with a look of pure disbelief. “Excuse me?”Haylee rubbed her arms to shake off the cold creeping under her skin. “Mom, we don’t have a choice
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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. "
Practice Fail
By the time she got home, Freya didn’t bother closing the front door behind her. She also did not remove her shoes. She just went straight to Annabel’s room.“Annabel!” she called and pushed the door open. The room was empty. The bed was neatly made, and there was a lingering scent of Annabel's perfume in the air. Freya waited in the room, thinking that Annabel had just stepped into the bathroom, but she stood there for nothing. Annabel was not around. She brought out her phone to call Annabel.The phone rang three times, and yet Annabel did not answer. Freya tried again but Annabel still did not answer.“Come on, Ann,” she muttered impatiently. She was beginning to panic because she didn’t know how long this window would stay open. How long before Roman would finally leave her for that blonde lady. She had to warn her sister even though they were not on the best of terms now. Even though she had defended Roman in the presence of Janice and the others, while driving back home, she
Bad Ambush
What Annabel did not like about weekends was Janice's unnecessary visits. Most of all, the traditional gathering that took place every Sunday. She much preferred being at work or with Roman, than being around her own family now. But today was yet another Sunday, and she was at home — only minding her own business this time. Annabel was sitting in the living room and reading a novel when she heard the laughter before she even turned to see where it was coming from. They were light, soft giggles coming from the kitchen. It was clearly Janice’s voice, and unmistakably Freya’s own coming after. It was the kind of laughter that made Annabel's stomach turn, not because it was loud, but because of what it meant.She stood up to leave, but paused at the doorway. They hadn’t seen her yet.“…if love paid bills, half the women in the world would be billionaires,” Janice was saying as she rinsed a teacup. Her tone had that wicked sweetness that she always used when she wanted to sound clever.
More What Ifs
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
