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he asked. Nikolai had shook his head. "I act," he said viciously, teeth glinting in the light, "By the morning, he will be dead, and Yokohama will be run by a new partner of The Estate," he told him like a secret between friends. "Do you know who the new ruler will be?" "No," Nikolai had let out sharply, so bitterly frustrated that all his work had been for nothing. "Ren Akira, your own brother.” And a smile falls out of Hester’s lips. “Because I might be needing you here with me, Nikolai.”

They headed toward Taiga’s apartment in silence, their presence speaking louder than any words could. **** The Kanzaki Estate was a fortress carved in marble and wealth, nestled deep in the city like a hidden lair,later that evening, the estate’s grand hall was alive with tension. Everyone was there, the devils Soldiers were all present, midorin straightened his glasses, murasame sat impatient and fidgety,Kota wore a smile texting who ever, those who belonged to the shadowy undercurrent of the world Maya and Dante lived in. Maya sat comfortably beside Dante, legs crossed, whispering something into his ear that made Dante’s lips twitch. His arm rested lazily on the back of Maya’s chair, finge

Two long rows of guards stood on either side of the entrance. The carriage rolled forward. The gilded gates slowly opened. We entered the High Council Estates. --- I couldn't look away. Everything was beautiful. Wide stone roads stretched through the enormous estate. Fountains stood proudly in the center of carefully maintained gardens. Marble statues lined the pathways, each one intricately carved. The buildings rose high into the sky—elegant, grand, perfect. Everywhere I looked, wealth surrounded us. The kind of wealth I had only heard stories about. The kind I had once believed I would never see.

“But that will be later.” Business ideas? Before I could ask him, I suddenly felt the yacht slow down as I looked toward the large glass windows. That was when I realized we had finally arrived. Ahead of us stood a breathtaking estate. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before. A massive black gate stood proudly at the entrance, decorated with silver details. At the center was a large emblem bearing the name: Supreme Alpha Darius Volkov Estate The estate looked luxurious beyond imagination. It wasn’t a place rented out for visitors. It looked personal. Private too

Yes, she is a virgin but she is not stupid. She really need to learn how to obey, because in my world, rebellious captive didn't survive long. And for some reason, the thought of her getting hurt was something I wasn't willing to risk. =====☆☆☆☆☆===== The estate sat like a monolithic shadow against the raw, jagged terrain of the Mojave. It was a brutalist masterpiece of black concrete, reinforced steel, and floor-to-ceiling smart glass, engineered to look less like a luxury home and more like an elite military outpost.

“I see.What have you got on him ?” “Basic details,looks like he got wiped from the internet,nothing to help us get the address they’re keeping Estella in” “I know she’s alive else they would’ve sent her body to us as a gift.They don’t know the rules of this family ,Arman.She’s not just your lover,she’s part of this family.we don’t negotiate,we strike.” I looked at my papa,the tension in my jaw easing only slightly ,a quiet nod of approval between a ruler and his son.

Chapter 6 . . . Zen’s POV. I smiled at the statement she made. Well at least she was no longer the weak and emotional little girl sulking over her fathers betrayal. It was quite baffling though and I found it a little too convenient that he would treat his heir that way. A part of me whispered this might all be a plan of a larger conspiracy and I would not see the set up coming. “I shall see you later Estelle,” i said as i walked away, not waiting for a response.

Max said cheekily, smirking to himself. "Max, I swear to fucking God that if you keep trying this shit with me–" "Alright, Alright!" Max rolled his eyes. Sheesh, never any fun with this one. "Your boyfriend went into some estate. Couldn't follow 'im, so 'm waiting out." "He's not my–" Rachel sighed, and Max could picture her massaging the bridge of her nose in annoyance. "Whatever. What's the estate called?" Max peeped around the image of his own bloodshot eyes and sandy-blonde hair in the side mirror to look at the top of the broad estate gates, where it's name was constructed in big, black, broad letters that spelled;

But he would not shatter the way others did. He would bend like tempered steel. He would burn and he would take shape. Andrei could already see it — the beautiful, slow, inevitable surrender written somewhere deep beneath that furious glare. It was only a matter of time. The car wound through a network of empty roads until at last, they reached it — the villa. Hidden behind high stone walls and a forest of cypress trees, the estate was spread over acres of stolen land just outside the city. It had once belonged to a corrupt Ottoman prince, then a British oil baron, then a black-market magnate whose demise had been both violent and unexplained.

I added, rolling my eyes as I dismissed the thought. The rest of the day was spent reorganizing department heads, making sure everyone was on track. By the afternoon, I made my way to Prime Estates. Everything was in perfect order. The data was flawless. I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride—we'd secured the city's finest models to promote our latest developments. The grand opening of our newest luxury villa was on the horizon. It was destined to be one of the most talked-about properties in the world, with a blend of opulence, style, and exclusivity unmatched by any other.