Hakeem From Empire Age Novels & Stories

I looked at him, my vision blurring slightly. He stood and took a velvet box from a servant, opening it. Inside was not a diamond ring, it was a pure gold family ring. "Isabella," he said, his gaze steady and intense. "This ring represents half of the power of the De Luca family. "I place it in your hands." "From today on, you are not only the heir of the Costa family. "You are also the lady of the De Luca family." I looked at him. At the man powerful enough to shake the entire mafia world, then standing before me, offering half his empire without hesitation.

“I swear I’ll have the money by next Friday. I have a new gig lined up—” She raised one perfectly arched eyebrow and slowly lowered herself onto the wide leather couch, crossing her long legs. The silk robe parted just enough to reveal a smooth thigh. She didn’t speak for a long moment, letting the silence crush me. When she finally did, her voice was low, smooth, and terrifyingly composed. “Alex Mercer. Twenty-one years old. Computer science student. Broke, irresponsible, and apparently under the impression that I run a charity.” She tilted her head slightly. “I don’t.”

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

Diesel roars trying to break free of Rooster's hold. “Keeping my old friend company, or should I say entertaining? He has a thing for daddy’s girls.” I feel my head shaking at his words. His laugh gets louder. “Enough, where is she?” I stand up defiantly, trying to sort this out. “You thought you had no weaknesses princess. You were wrong. Your dad was wrong. When word got around you were unlocking those files, the secrets that needed to be stopped. Why your dad kept details is crazy, even Jake wanted the past deleted, but your dad just had to save it all didn’t he.” He smiles like he has won.

But General Accientsy heard that and smiled slightly. "Sorry, Empaler. I thought you asked me." He laughed. "I asked you, General Accientsy," he said. "I am four-hundred-years-old, Emperor Aegaeus," the immortals simply replied. "Do you have an amicus?" "Not yet," she said, not even looking at the emperor. While they were on their journey, the emperor noticed something strange around them. But he didn't pay attention to it because he wanted to test General Accientsy's ability. The female general also noticed this, but she remained calm so as not to panic the emperor.

B Empire, one of the nations embracing monarchy in the current world. Paul had been away from Country F since Wednesday which was five days ago. Business reason. He actually didn't need to personally go but because his grandfather urged him to, he had to give face to the elderly and flew to B Empire to conduct the deal face to face. The other party was from a reputable Perfume Empire standing at the very top of its industry in worldwide acclaim. The current CEO was his grandfather's peer and friend. The elderly's name was Harold Caronia.

Seeing the malice on their faces, I couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh. Five years ago, the Corleone family was just another nickel-and-dime street crew, getting squeezed by the big players until they had nowhere left to run. On a rainy night, Henry, covered in blood, knelt before me, grabbing the hem of my coat and begging me to help him. He swore, red-eyed, that if I became his consigliere, he'd give me half of whatever empire he built.

Should do what I always did and put the empire first. But I didn’t move. Just stood there in that hallway outside her room, listening to Nico’s voice murmuring something I couldn’t make out, listening to Nina’s quiet responses. And I made a decision. I wasn’t my father. I wouldn’t be my father. Which meant I had to let her go. Even if it killed me. Even if she was the only thing that had made me feel human in years. I had to let her go before I destroyed what was left of her.

Every chapter had mattered. But none of them had defined me alone. Pierce found me there as the sun began to set. “You came here for the ending,” he said. “No,” I replied. “For the truth.” “And what is it?” I looked out across the water. “That the empire was never the company.” He nodded slowly. “What was it then?” I turned toward him, smiling gently. “The empire was the woman who refused to disappear.” We walked back home under a sky painted with the last colors of sunset.