Novel & Cerita Nobody's Empire Book

He let out a soft, sleepy giggle, his small hands patting Elena’s cheeks. "I’m sorry, Leo," she whispered, her voice breaking. "I’m so sorry the world is like this. But I promise you... I will burn every shadow until there’s nothing left but light for you." She rocked him in the silence, the Chairperson of the Syndicate and the mother of the heir, two halves of a woman who was finally beginning to understand the true cost of her crown. Outside, the sun was high over the city, but the clouds were gathering on the horizon. The "Joint Empire" was formed. The board was purged. And in the shadows of Singapore, a new enemy was waiting for the Empress to arrive.

Walking beside Luca Bennett. Victor was going to enjoy this. Because every empire had a weakness. And Adriana Cole had just found hers.

“Oh—that. Some wealthy returnees from overseas. The CEO of Alexander Cosmetics booked the entire place for a welcome banquet.” Aurelia stilled. “…CEO of Alexander?” “Yeah,” Jake said. “Big event. Heard he even invited family elders.” For a moment, everything went quiet. Just hours ago, she had prepared dinner, waited, held a gift, secured something important for him, and now He was here, hosting something like this for someone else. Jake hesitated, watching her carefully. He had followed her for years he had seen her face danger without flinching. But this? This was different.

Whoever she was, she had to be strong, powerful, maybe even dangerous to sit on that throne. "No one knows yet," my assistant replied. "But her identity will be made public soon." Could this be someone I already knew? Had she been working quietly in the shadows of business? Well, we’d all have to wait to see who owned the empire now. I paused for a moment before turning back to him. "Send our condolences to the Smithfield family immediately. Flowers, and a gift as well," I ordered. "Yes, sir," he said, quickly typing into his tablet.

We were fighting it the way we loved each other. With violence. With precision. With inevitability. With a bond reckless enough to reshape kingdoms. And God help anyone who stood in the path of a story like that. Because empires crumble. But storms with names? Those live forever.

“To answer your question, the thrones of two kings are only limited to SO. On the other hand, the imperial throne is the rightful place of our beloved Emperor.” Did he… ignore my question? Aidan clenched his trembled fists. “What is your empire? To what extent?” Firash inquired, pointedly ignoring his elder brother. “Her empire includes all the affiliates in almost all countries that exist on the world map. Except for a few, of course.” The rest of them were collectively listening to them. The second question was answered by the otherwise silent Sleepy. It showed the importance of the information. It was always important if the tight-lipped voluntarily released the information themselves.

It means nothing to him. But to me, it means everything. It means a loss of boundary. Once on the jet, I take the window seat. He sits beside me, jacket off, laptop moved from briefcase to lap without a break. The cabin is all leather and dark wood, the kind of luxury that doesn't need to show off. I last four minutes before boredom wins. "Have you been to Mauritius?" He looks up slightly. "No." "Your mother talks about it like she was born there."

Kade better hurry up on his end, or I’m going to burn this place to the ground with all of them inside. “You? You think you’re going to take down the empire I’ve created? That’s rich, really. Even with all your money, there isn’t anything you can do that Scotland Yard and MI-6 haven’t already tried. Even that flash drive you stole from my business is useless, so I would be careful what threats you want to throw out there,” Duncan warns, taking a step closer to me.

Even Ophelia wasn’t able to be that powerful. He shook his head. Despite him offering her the throne, he knew that he was basically putting a nail on his own coffin. She was possibly the last seer as was foretold. If so, then this royal family will soon be filled with hybrids like his granddaughter. But he needed to save this empire as well. Without this empire, they were nothing, the men especially had the least power. However, the people in his empire were growing impatient. Every day he got complaints of small fights and he was certain that the news of unrest within the walls of this Empire will reach the outer world and that wouldn’t be a good thing.

If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."