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THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Press Con
The next day, Roman stood in front of the massive glass doors of Averne company, with his hands in his pockets, as he stared up at the towering skyscraper. It was a symbol of power, wealth, and legacy—his legacy. And today, he was here to claim it.Beside him, Kade stretched his arms. “Hm, finally. You know, I kind of didn't expect it to be this fast.”Roman smirked. “Get used to it. This is home now.”Kade whistled. “Rich people really do live in another world.”“Don’t act like you’re not swimming in money.” Roman chuckled and nudged Kade with his elbow.Behind them, two of Roman’s lawyers stood quietly with their briefcases in hand. They had already handled most of the legal work, but this final step was about making things official.“Ready?” Kade asked, glancing at Roman.“Let’s do this.”And with that, he pushed open the doors and walked in. Many employees just watched his entrance, some bowing, some greeting, some too shocked to move.The tension in the boardroom was thick. The r
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Where It Rains
Haylee hadn’t thought about Roman in a long time. Not since she’d walked away from him without looking back. Not since she’d cheated on him, humiliated him, and chosen Hamilton instead. Or since the auction. She had almost forgotten about his existence. And yet, here she was, sitting on her ridiculously expensive leather couch, staring at the television screen like it had just announced the end of the world.Because in a way, it had. The press conference was everywhere. On every news channel, every social media platform, every business site.And the man standing behind that podium was Roman. Her ex-husband. Roman, the man she had called weak. Roman, the man she had abandoned. Roman, now the CEO of the biggest company in the country.Haylee’s stomach twisted.Her fingers clenched the wine glass in her hand as she watched him speak. This wasn’t the same man she had once dismissed. No, this was someone else entirely.And the worst part was that she needed him. Badly. Haylee reached for
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Seduction Attempt
The moment Roman closed the office door behind them, he turned to Haylee with that same amused smirk.“Alright,” he said, leaning against his desk with his arms crossed. “Let’s hear it. What exactly brought you here today?”Haylee hesitated, glancing around the massive, intimidating office. It was nothing like she had seen. Back when she had been married to Roman, he had nothing. Now, he was sitting in a penthouse office with a view of the entire city, the CEO of the biggest company in the country.And she was the pathetic ex-wife begging for attention.She cleared her throat, forcing a small, shy smile. “Roman, can we talk privately?”Roman raised an eyebrow. “You asked for a private meeting, and I brought you to my office. What more do you want?”Haylee looked around, lowering her voice slightly. “I mean… without your assistants and bodyguards watching us.”Roman chuckled. “Oh, so now you’re shy?”Haylee bit her lip, trying to look soft, innocent. “Please, Roman. Just for a moment.”
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Trending Scandal
Haylee sat at the edge of the bed, running a hand through her perfectly styled hair and staring at the dimly lit room. Her heart was pounding. She had never done something this insane before. But here she was, about to pull off the most manipulative stunt of her life. Her mother’s words kept ringing in her head. It was easier said than done. Because tonight, she had to sell the performance of her life. And the man she was about to deceive was Hamilton. What if he found out? What if the plan flopped? And she still had no idea what plan her mother was going to use the video for if she eventually succeeded.Hamilton was in the bathroom, completely unaware of what was coming. Haylee took a deep breath, making sure the hidden camera was set up, and ready to record footage from the best position. The video could be edited later to remove any extra footage. She had to do this right. She had to make sure every moment was properly captured according to her mother’s instruction.And most import
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,
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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. "
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
