When Two Moguls Meet, Who Rules? Novels & Stories

If we don’t collaborate with them and SeQret successfully joined forces with Ventrex, then there’s a big chance that they would beat us. No, it is going to be a sure win for them. And I don’t want that. I hate when evil people stay at the top. I hate when bad people win. “Maybe we should do it,” I suggested. Mitch raised her brow at me. Nanette and Mona just gawked at me. I know they know why am saying this. I don’t need to elaborate the reason. We need this or we’ll get beaten. They all sighed in defeat. They all realize the weight of t decision.

Said Cornelio. “That’s cheating!” said Nathan. “I’ve asked that you are ready before. The clear condition is based on the rule, only one shot.” Said Cornelio. Cornelio still following the game’s rule to win. “That’s why he said no draw state.” Said Hazel. “That’s not counted, I don’t admit it!” said Nathan. Cornelio silently walk to Nathan that still laid on the ground. “Then I’ll ask you one thing, what is the important thing to survive at battle field?” ask Cornelio while look down at him.

“Yes, it’s a rule set by a senior official of the Drakonia Royal Court sixty years ago. Back then, the Whalens and the Yorks were the two most powerful families in Drakonia, controlling major industries “With new industries and profit streams emerging, we would constantly clash, causing economic instability. So, the senior official established a rule. Each year, the Whalens and the Yorks would hold a sparring match to decide on dividing the profits. “For years, we have had the upper hand over the Yorks. Plus, with the presence of the Eight Warlords, the Yorks never dared to challenge us. We had the advantage, but we didn’t press them for more. After all, you need to know when to stop. “Recen

So that was what he meant. "Of course. Do you want us to have fun with her together? It's been so long since I've seen this kind of situation," I pouted. I knew Nolan and his ways of making the girls he wanted to bend to his every whim. The girls he's been with only had two things in common. Firstly, they were stubborn and fierce. Secondly, they didn't last more than two months. He always dumps them after having fun by breaking them. This might sound cruel to normal people but to us, it was completely normal. Welcome to the lives of the rich and famous. Who always get whatever they want, however, they want, and whenever they want. What was I thinking? Nolan would be into the new girl? What a

“Right now?” “No. When Waylen accepts me.” “What?” “Sometimes, when the moon goddess pairs a female with two males, it doesn’t go down well. Rules had to be made to reduce the fights and deaths that ensued between the unaccepting males,” he said. Waylen was an unaccepting male. Until Malik, I thought I hated sharing. But look at this man. My eyes raked his toned, muscular body that would shield me should any danger arise. He could also be mine. “Whoever claimed the female first has to accept the other male into the fold. Not every male is comfortable with sharing his fated mate. It can be daunting.”

Any initial uncertainty had vanished. "Now, let it be known," Denzel declared as the echoes of approval subsided, "Deere and Moss shall proceed as planned. The victor of their duel will face Ronald. This is final." Denzel knew that it could be seen as unfair that he would let the winner of Deere and Moss's duel face Ronald, but he didn't care much. He was Alpha. His word was law. Deere and Moss started to get ready for their fight. The crowd shifted backward to give them enough space. They both took off their shirts, exposing fit bodies rippling with muscles. Moss was the bigger of the two, the more muscular, while Deere was smaller.

“So, like… clans?” “Exactly. Each has its Alpha, its hierarchy. But this land,” he gestured around us, “is mine. I rule them all.” Something about the calm certainty in his tone sent a chill down my spine. “And what happens if someone breaks the rules?” I asked. “Then the moon judges them,” he said simply. “Through me.” We walked past a courtyard where a group of men were sparring under torchlight. Their movements were too fast, too fluid to be human.

However, since Moe dared to come to seek revenge on the empire, he must have backing. If not, why would he come knowing he would lose? Was he tired of living? “David, who do you think will win?” Mia asked from one side. She was the only one to not be affected at all since the start of the battle. “If there are no accidents, Nimbus will win. However, since Moe dared to come here, he must have some hidden backing. Therefore, it’s hard to say before the final results come out,” David answered.

Neither of them could meet my eyes. This is precisely why I hate wolves; they are truly pathetic creatures. “I never knew you were this poetic Roman Duchenne,” Lucia says, and my brows shoot to the top of my head. She has heard of me. “Well, there is a way for her to regain rule from the moon vultures. A duel between the two individuals fighting for the throne. The winner gets to rule, and the loser joins them.” Lucia points at the pole with the heads of Malik and his family.

While they were genuinely hesitant to proclaim which side could be the winner in this upcoming conflict, the news all but pointed in a certain direction. It was clear as day! With the Pascals' most powerful weapon dead, the winner, by default, had to be the Yaegers already. The business tycoons operating in Swalesbury now waited with bated breaths to see who would be the new ruler of the city's seedy underworld.