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The unexpected rise of Ric Maximilanno Chapter 132
The ride to the airport was quieter than Melissa expected, but not uncomfortably so. The city lights blurred past as Oscar maneuvered the sleek black sedan down the nearly empty highway. The soft hum of the engine filled the silence between them, a stark contrast to the rapid thoughts racing through Melissa’s mind.She had a long journey ahead, not just in distance but in consequences.Oscar stole a glance at her before focusing back on the road. “So… where are you headed?”She contemplated her response for a second then she thought that it was harmless to at least let one person know her actual whereabout. She also thought that Oscar was a perfect fit since he was random."I want to see what the towering grandeur of the Colosseum looks like." She sighed, a small smile on her lips."Italy...yh?"
The unexpected rise of Ric Maximilanno Chapter 133
Melissa’s heels clicked against the sleek airport floor as she followed Ric through a corridor most travelers never saw. It was quiet, private, and reeked of exclusivity—the kind of place where powerful men passed through unnoticed.She didn’t belong there.Not because she lacked confidence, but because she wasn’t one of them. The entire mission required her to act, to pretend, but what she noticed was that Ric could slip into this role naturally. She, however, would felt like an outsider.She knew that she was more of an Elite than he would ever be or so she thought to herself but something about the way he carried himself disgusted her, she didn't attribute it to the fact that he was a great actor but she thought that he would stoop so low for just any job yet act so high and mighty. "Stupid leach, Aaliyah—Ric's fiancee would be embarrassed if she knew what he did for a living." Melissa muttered underneath her breath angrily as she looked over her shoulder to him.Ric, as always, se
The unexpected rise of Ric Maximilanno Chapter 134
The VIP lounge exuded something different, a stark contrast to the controlled chaos of the main terminal. The air carried the rich aroma of aged whiskey and imported cigars, mingling with the faint hum of conversation spoken in clipped, hushed tones.Melissa should have been taking it all in—the plush leather settees that seemed to swallow their high-class occupants, the towering floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the private runway, the soft golden glow of the chandeliers that bathed everything in an understated luxury was something she had never experienced before.But all she could think about was the passports.Her fingers dug into the lining of her handbag for the tenth time, her breathing shallow as she searched in vain. The leather interior was smooth, empty, and utterly unhelpful. She had sat a bit farther from Ric and emptied the content of her bag in vain.Her mind raced. She had called the hotel to check, if they didn’t have them, and they weren’t in her bag, where th
The unexpected rise of Ric Maximilanno Chapter 135
Melissa’s heels clicked softly against the aircraft’s pristine floor as she stepped into the luxury jet. The tension in her shoulders loosened ever so slightly, but her guard remained up. They had made it through, but at what cost?Her mind reeled at the way airport security had reacted to Ric. The fear. The respect. The utter deference.What the hell had he shown them?A deep voice interrupted her thoughts.“You screwed up.”Melissa stiffened.Frank.He stood near the entrance of the first-class cabin, arms crossed, his usual unreadable expression in place.Melissa swallowed, keeping her face neutral. "I handled it."Frank arched a brow. “No, I handled it.” He stepped closer, his tone dropping just low enough for only her to hear. “I don’t know how you lost the passports, but next time, don’t expect to be lucky.”He presented the lost passports to her making her gasp. She clenched her fists but forced a steady breath. There would be no ‘next time’ for mistakes like this. She wouldn'
The unexpected rise of Ric Maximilanno Chapter 136
Melissa’s heels clicked softly against the aircraft’s pristine floor as she stepped into the luxury jet. The tension in her shoulders loosened ever so slightly, but her guard remained up. They had made it through, but at what cost?Her mind reeled at the way airport security had reacted to Ric. The fear. The respect. The utter deference.What the hell had he shown them?A deep voice interrupted her thoughts.“You screwed up.”Melissa stiffened.Frank.He stood near the entrance of the first-class cabin, arms crossed, his usual unreadable expression in place.Melissa swallowed, keeping her face neutral. "I handled it."Frank arched a brow. “No, I handled it.” He stepped closer, his tone dropping just low enough for only her to hear. “I don’t know how you lost the passports, but next time, don’t expect to be lucky.”He presented the lost passports to her making her gasp. She clenched her fists but forced a steady breath. There would be no ‘next time’ for mistakes like this. She wouldn'
The unexpected rise of Ric Maximilanno Chapter 137
Melissa let out a slow breath, shifting against the plush leather of the reclining seat. The aircraft's quiet hum vibrated beneath her as she stared out of the panoramic window at the vast stretch of sky. The golden hues of the setting sun painted a mesmerizing view, but she wasn’t in the mood to appreciate it.Not when her mind was still reeling from the past few hours.She couldn’t shake the image of the airport staff’s reaction to Ric’s mysterious card—the way their faces had drained of color, how their hands had trembled as they stepped aside without a word. It was unsettling. Whatever influence Ric had, it wasn’t normal. It wasn’t just money or status. It was something else.Something dangerous.Her fingers tapped absently against the armrest as she turned to glance at Ric. He sat across from her in the private first-class cabin, legs crossed, posture effortlessly relaxed, his hand swirling a glass of whiskey.He hadn’t spoken much since they boarded. Instead, he’d exchanged occa
The unexpected rise of Ric Maximilanno Chapter 138
Melissa barely had time to react before Frank’s gun was up, the polished steel gleaming under the cabin’s soft lighting. The weight of the silence was suffocating. The intruder—a tall man with sunken eyes and a scar running along his jaw—stood just inside the doorway, his hands raised slightly in mock surrender.Melissa’s pulse hammered against her ribs.Where the hell had he come from?Frank didn't speak. He didn’t need to. His finger hovered over the trigger, his entire body taut, ready. The other men in Ric’s team—two she hadn’t even noticed standing in the shadows—moved subtly, closing in. It was a trap the intruder had walked straight into.And yet, Ric remained seated.Unmoved. Unbothered.Melissa turned to him instinctively, expecting—what? Some kind of order? A reaction?Nothing.He leaned back in his chair, fingers wrapped loosely around his whiskey glass, watching the scene unfold like a spectator at a play.The intruder’s gaze flickered to Ric before settling on Melissa. A
The unexpected rise of Ric Maximilanno Chapter 1
"Please don't let them take Father, please do something. He's all the family has got, the family business would crash in his absence if they take him away for a month." Melissa, Ric's wife cried to her husband.Melissa's desperate plea tugged at Ric's heartstrings. Ric's deep love for Melissa fueled his determination to bring peace to her distressed heart. Despite enduring mistreatment as a live-in son-in-law, his commitment to their relationship remained unwavering, he had always loved her whole heartedly. "Please Ric, it's just going to be a month and you'll be granted the opportunity for bail and Dad will get you out of there, please!" Melissa sobbed even harder as she asked the impossible from Ric."In that month, Dad's campaign would be at its peak, if they take him he'd never become Mayor with the record of an Ex convict, please." Despite Melissa's earnest pleas, Ric shook his head in dejection, torn between his love for her and the weight of accepting responsibility for her f
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Melissa barely had time to react before Frank’s gun was up, the polished steel gleaming under the cabin’s soft lighting. The weight of the silence was suffocating. The intruder—a tall man with sunken eyes and a scar running along his jaw—stood just inside the doorway, his hands raised slightly in mock surrender.Melissa’s pulse hammered against her ribs.Where the hell had he come from?Frank didn't speak. He didn’t need to. His finger hovered over the trigger, his entire body taut, ready. The other men in Ric’s team—two she hadn’t even noticed standing in the shadows—moved subtly, closing in. It was a trap the intruder had walked straight into.And yet, Ric remained seated.Unmoved. Unbothered.Melissa turned to him instinctively, expecting—what? Some kind of order? A reaction?Nothing.He leaned back in his chair, fingers wrapped loosely around his whiskey glass, watching the scene unfold like a spectator at a play.The intruder’s gaze flickered to Ric before settling on Melissa. A
Chapter 137
Melissa let out a slow breath, shifting against the plush leather of the reclining seat. The aircraft's quiet hum vibrated beneath her as she stared out of the panoramic window at the vast stretch of sky. The golden hues of the setting sun painted a mesmerizing view, but she wasn’t in the mood to appreciate it.Not when her mind was still reeling from the past few hours.She couldn’t shake the image of the airport staff’s reaction to Ric’s mysterious card—the way their faces had drained of color, how their hands had trembled as they stepped aside without a word. It was unsettling. Whatever influence Ric had, it wasn’t normal. It wasn’t just money or status. It was something else.Something dangerous.Her fingers tapped absently against the armrest as she turned to glance at Ric. He sat across from her in the private first-class cabin, legs crossed, posture effortlessly relaxed, his hand swirling a glass of whiskey.He hadn’t spoken much since they boarded. Instead, he’d exchanged occa
Chapter 136
Melissa’s heels clicked softly against the aircraft’s pristine floor as she stepped into the luxury jet. The tension in her shoulders loosened ever so slightly, but her guard remained up. They had made it through, but at what cost?Her mind reeled at the way airport security had reacted to Ric. The fear. The respect. The utter deference.What the hell had he shown them?A deep voice interrupted her thoughts.“You screwed up.”Melissa stiffened.Frank.He stood near the entrance of the first-class cabin, arms crossed, his usual unreadable expression in place.Melissa swallowed, keeping her face neutral. "I handled it."Frank arched a brow. “No, I handled it.” He stepped closer, his tone dropping just low enough for only her to hear. “I don’t know how you lost the passports, but next time, don’t expect to be lucky.”He presented the lost passports to her making her gasp. She clenched her fists but forced a steady breath. There would be no ‘next time’ for mistakes like this. She wouldn'
Chapter 135
Melissa’s heels clicked softly against the aircraft’s pristine floor as she stepped into the luxury jet. The tension in her shoulders loosened ever so slightly, but her guard remained up. They had made it through, but at what cost?Her mind reeled at the way airport security had reacted to Ric. The fear. The respect. The utter deference.What the hell had he shown them?A deep voice interrupted her thoughts.“You screwed up.”Melissa stiffened.Frank.He stood near the entrance of the first-class cabin, arms crossed, his usual unreadable expression in place.Melissa swallowed, keeping her face neutral. "I handled it."Frank arched a brow. “No, I handled it.” He stepped closer, his tone dropping just low enough for only her to hear. “I don’t know how you lost the passports, but next time, don’t expect to be lucky.”He presented the lost passports to her making her gasp. She clenched her fists but forced a steady breath. There would be no ‘next time’ for mistakes like this. She wouldn'
Chapter 134
The VIP lounge exuded something different, a stark contrast to the controlled chaos of the main terminal. The air carried the rich aroma of aged whiskey and imported cigars, mingling with the faint hum of conversation spoken in clipped, hushed tones.Melissa should have been taking it all in—the plush leather settees that seemed to swallow their high-class occupants, the towering floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the private runway, the soft golden glow of the chandeliers that bathed everything in an understated luxury was something she had never experienced before.But all she could think about was the passports.Her fingers dug into the lining of her handbag for the tenth time, her breathing shallow as she searched in vain. The leather interior was smooth, empty, and utterly unhelpful. She had sat a bit farther from Ric and emptied the content of her bag in vain.Her mind raced. She had called the hotel to check, if they didn’t have them, and they weren’t in her bag, where th
Chapter 133
Melissa’s heels clicked against the sleek airport floor as she followed Ric through a corridor most travelers never saw. It was quiet, private, and reeked of exclusivity—the kind of place where powerful men passed through unnoticed.She didn’t belong there.Not because she lacked confidence, but because she wasn’t one of them. The entire mission required her to act, to pretend, but what she noticed was that Ric could slip into this role naturally. She, however, would felt like an outsider.She knew that she was more of an Elite than he would ever be or so she thought to herself but something about the way he carried himself disgusted her, she didn't attribute it to the fact that he was a great actor but she thought that he would stoop so low for just any job yet act so high and mighty. "Stupid leach, Aaliyah—Ric's fiancee would be embarrassed if she knew what he did for a living." Melissa muttered underneath her breath angrily as she looked over her shoulder to him.Ric, as always, se
Chapter 132
The ride to the airport was quieter than Melissa expected, but not uncomfortably so. The city lights blurred past as Oscar maneuvered the sleek black sedan down the nearly empty highway. The soft hum of the engine filled the silence between them, a stark contrast to the rapid thoughts racing through Melissa’s mind.She had a long journey ahead, not just in distance but in consequences.Oscar stole a glance at her before focusing back on the road. “So… where are you headed?”She contemplated her response for a second then she thought that it was harmless to at least let one person know her actual whereabout. She also thought that Oscar was a perfect fit since he was random."I want to see what the towering grandeur of the Colosseum looks like." She sighed, a small smile on her lips."Italy...yh?"
Chapter 131
Melissa carefully fixed her table and arranged the files she needed, for the next few days after she had told everyone that she was leaving Avrilla city, she had lodged in a hotel far from the city and had continued with the assignment she was given till fruition."Where did I keep those cards," she rummaged the contents of the drawer as she searched for the items that had got her in the fix in the first place. "Stop being Clumsy Melissa, relax and think. Where did you put them?" She strolled herself and breathed. Several repetition of the act and her nerves were calm, her brain also seemed to cooperate as she recalled. Carefully she used the bedside table to elevate herself slightly above the wardrobe and she felt around the area with her hand. "Eureka!" She exclaimed when she found them. She had put them away the same day she had arrived the room so if incase the room service or anyone else searched her property for those items, they would not find them no matter what.She stuff
Chapter 130
Away in a dark room, a man twirled a tall glass with slender fingers as he flipped through an album filled with pictures of a particular woman.Slow music played that filled the room with an emotion that brought depression to its listener. His dark eyes were hid under dark shades despite the darkness of the room, his expression reflected his dark mood and desire."Son," someone called out to him disrupting his solemn moment—more like a ritual as he mourned a future he never hard but still had faith in."You can't keep doing this," she turned the life on."Turn it off!" He barked, those moments were times when he preffered to be alone with no light illuminating the sorrows that pierced his heart."You can't keep doing this Son, you need to get a life! She's gone–belongs to someone else now." His mother had long tried to talk him out of it but each time she tried, the deeper he plunged in an abyss, dark and bottomless. He was long lost, to him great injustice had been done to him and
