The Throne: Dominican Agustin Knight

8 years later…The customers are enjoying themselves at a public club, including the notorious group of the establishment. The man named Eli Santiago grins and chugs a bottle, prompting cheers from his friends and creating more noise in the club. After finishing the bottle, he shouts and kisses his girlfriend, causing even more excitement from his friends.The man smiled, grabbed another beer, and lit a cigarette. No one wanted to approach their group because they were ruthless when provoked. The night was fun until they heard a police siren. People ran to escape, and the group fled, raising their middle fingers at the passing police car.“CARRIE, WHAT HAPPENED?”Carrie just sat at the table, staring at her glass. They were at her mother's exclusive bar, which was also frequented by wealthy people.“Hey!”She annoyingly brushed off the hand of her cousin Lexie (Lux’s daughter) and took a deep breath.“It’s been 8 years, but he’s still missing! Fuck! Where is my fucking brother?” she a

CARRIE didn’t stop searching for her brother, so she went back to square one just to find Agustin.“What are you doing?”Carrie stopped and turned to face the person who interrupted her, her eyes widening as she recognized them.“Oh my gosh! Tara!” Carrie exclaimed, standing up to hug her sister. “You’re back!” she said, separating from Tara and just smiling.Tara rolled her eyes and laughed when she saw her sister. “I texted you, girl! I asked for a ride, but no one came to get me! TSK,” complained Tara as she sat on Carrie’s bed. “I also visited mom in her room, and she’s getting better.”Carrie smiled and sat next to Tara. “Yeah, she’s getting better and that’s good for us,” she said. Tara sighed and lay down on Carrie’s bed, lifting her hand to look at her engagement ring.“I’m getting married, but Agustin is still not here. I want Agustin to walk me down the aisle because our dad is no longer here,” Tara said sadly, looking at Carrie, who also looked sad. “Although I am grateful

Adrian has been going back and forth to paradise for weeks, but his timing never seems to match up with Agustin’s, and he hasn’t been able to find Emmett either. Different bartenders have been serving him each time. He’s hooked up with other men a few times, but he still hasn’t crossed paths with Agustin.Adrian slammed the counter in frustration and stood up, but someone suddenly blocked his path.“Hi!”Adrian grinned, noticing that the man seemed very high, so he shook his head. “I’m not interested,” he said, about to leave when the man grabbed his arm. Not in the mood, Adrian grabbed the man’s wrist and twisted it.“I told you, I’m not interested,” Adrian said firmly, releasing the man’s wrist and walking out of the bar as if nothing had happened.Outside, he heard shouting as if there were a fight. He put on his hood and walked towards the commotion to see what was going on. He raised an eyebrow when he realized his hunch was right — there was indeed a fight, but it was a street r

WARNING: MATURED CONTENT Content may not be suitable for readers under the age of 18.***Agustin was speechless when he saw the picture because he recognized the people in it. He noticed that his hand was trembling, not out of nervousness, but out of anger.“Mr. Eli?”Agustin remained silent, his face darkening even more. “Why do you want them killed?” he asked coldly, looking directly at the old man.The old man was taken aback by Agustin’s intense gaze. He cleared his throat and coughed to dispel his unease at Agustin's reaction.“Hmm…” The old man grinned and locked eyes with Agustin. “Because if Scarlett and her children die, no one from the Knight family can inherit the throne. Their wealth will go to someone else. They are dumb and idiots,” he chuckled, clenching his fist tightly.“Chairman Knight made a mistake. He’s a traitor. And I can’t understand why so many still believe in him,” he continued, turning to face Agustin, whose expression had darkened even more, but he paid