A Kingdom of two kings
In the shining skyscrapers of Manhattan’s multi-million dollar executive suites, two rulers dominate the entertainment industry yet not without conflict, cleverness, and fierce allure.
Ace Rotherwell, merciless CEO and media tycoon, does not offer apologies, express emotions, or provide second chances. Particularly not for Noah Sinclair, the fugitive heir transformed into a pop culture figure who disappeared after their hidden relationship nearly set the company and their emotions ablaze.
Now, Noah has returned… fiercer, more daring, and prepared to take back what he left behind: his legacy, his influence and possibly, Ace.
Plunged into a chaotic office setup devised by PR, the duo must “co-lead” Sinclair Studios to salvage its deteriorating reputation. However, boardroom gatherings transform into sharp exchanges, late-night planning discussions evolve into playful confrontations, and every exchange of looks sizzles with mounting tension.
One possesses a crown forged from dominance.
The other dons celebrity as protection.
Beneath the opulence and joy, there exists a past too complex to dismiss… and a connection too volatile to withstand.
Amidst plotting aides, viral controversies, and old scars that remain fresh, Ace and Noah need to determine:
Will they battle for their realm united
…or allow it to disintegrate once more?
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Chapter: Chapter 5: Scandal Revealed — From the Viewpoints of Ace & NoahThe city never sleeps, rather do they have appetite for conflict.Ace Stone stood in front of the mirror in his penthouse, without a shirt, holding his phone firmly. His jaw tightened as the steady stream of notifications lit up the screen—Twitter, Reddit, gossip websites. One post after another. Images. Clippings. Headings. “Billionaire Heir Discovered in Bed with Political Heir.” “Noah Langston! Notable Celebrity or Relationship Breaker,which one?”His stomach tied up,but he couldn't determine whether it was from guilt,fear or rage.“Damn,” Ace grumbled, tossing the phone onto the bed. It bounced off a silk cushion, unscathed opposite to his reputation.A sound at the door caught him off guard.Noah.He opened it. The person accountable for it was a mess hair hidden under a hoodie, sunglasses on, and his lips tightly pressed."Did you catch it?" Noah asked.“Was I there to see it?” Ace hissed quietly, pulling him inside. “The whole damn world saw it.”“I said we should have used a
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 4:Two kings (Kingdom collide)The skyline of the city was glistening with the heaviness of the twilight approaching closer to the day. Looking from the skyscraper From where the uppermost level of Van Eden Enterprises, a glass edifices reaching towards the stars, the world appeared subdued controlled. Yet within the CEO's exclusive suite, authority was rapidly diminishing.Ace walked back and forth, his silk shirt partially undone, his body still humming from their intense confrontation. The atmosphere was thick with desire, aspiration, and past injuries. He could still sense Julian's lips on his neck, that sting of vengeance hidden as longing.He gazed at the bar cart situated in the corner. Whisky? Tequila? Or perhaps nothing at all because if he dulled the edges, he wouldn’t sense the fractures that Julian’s return had inflicted on his meticulously organized life.The door squeaked.Ace spun around, heart constricting. Julian strode in as if he ruled the entire skyline, as if their past had never been shattere
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 3.Paper Cuts and Authority ConflictsThe office atmosphere was thick with tension and not the kind of that which HR could fix.Ace Rotherwell stamps himself against the shaded window of the executive suite, his teeth clenched and his stance stiffed, as if he would rather remove Noah than work alongside him. The city skyline stormed in the distance, but his eyes were restless."You changed the direction of the campaign without my own permission," he said, his voice was soft and heart taken.Noah, reclining on the leather sofa as though it was his own, grinned while consuming a grape. "Revised: I improved it." The original suggestion was duller than your dating adventures.“But that's the truth,” Noah replied softly, his voice shaking with a remix of guilt and shame. "I intended to despise you." I attempted, God. “Yet I felt your absence in each city, each bed, every promotional tour.”Ace’s lips lingered above his, near enough to savor the recollection. “Then why on earth did you return?”Noah's fingers wrapped around Ac
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 2. Flashback in satin and bruises9:55 a.m. – Office of Ace Rotherwell Ace gazed at the vacant spot where Noah had been moments before. The air lingered with the subtle aroma of his cologne warm, alluring, completely recognizable.His breath was closer and heart taken His fingers trembled. It had been more than a year since he last touched Noah. He had not permitted himself to recall the sensation. However, at this point? Suddenly, the memories flooded back like a twinkle of flashback, unwelcomed and persistent. A year ago – El Ático en Royalton Towers Rain drummed on the window like a metronome,gently and constant. Ace positioned himself by the floor to ceiling window, whiskey clasped in his hands, Noah’s laughter,resonated from the bedroom.warm, tipsy, and carefree close to him. "You’re mulling it over again," Noah remarked, barefoot, his shirt all of the sudden was partially unbuttoned, his chest glimmering faintly from the steam of the shower. Ace remained stiffed. "You’re impaired." “I’m content,” No
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 1. Return of the king 8:17 a.m. — Sinclair Empire Headquarters, Manhattan Ace Rotherwell faced the floor-to-ceiling mirror in his corner office on the 82nd floor, with the city extending behind him like a quiet army under his control. He wasn’t appreciating his own appearance Ace avoided vanity. He performed accuracy. Tom Ford suit in black tailored style. Navy silk tie tied with flawless military precision. Jawline sharp enough to slice through glass. Expression? Empty as a signed NDA. He viewed his wristwatch. The town meeting began in 13 minutes. Sufficient time to get ready for the corporate spectacle... and for the specter from his history. Noah Sinclair had returned. And not merely "returned to town" returned to his firm, returned to his office, returned to his existence. Ace's fingers tensed on the armrest of his seat. Two weeks prior, he had noticed the headlines: "Runaway Heir Comes Back to Sinclair Studios." "Is the Empire on the Verge of Reawakening?" Public relations maneuvering. Sound.
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
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