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Chapter 109 – Dangerous Invitations
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Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 110 – The Serpent’s Smile
For a moment, the world stopped moving. Isabella’s heart didn’t beat. Alexander didn’t breathe. The ballroom, full of light, laughter, and elegance, felt like it had been sucked into a vacuum. Every sound blurred into static as the man with silver hair and serpent eyes walked past the threshold as though he were royalty. As though he belonged. And maybe he did. Because evil had a habit of slipping into places meant for beauty—and corrupting it from the inside out. The Serpent had arrived. And he was smiling. “Do we move?” Jake’s voice came urgently through the earpiece. “Say the word, I’ll have snipers on him in two seconds.” “No,” Alexander said, voice like ice cracking. “Not yet. We don’t want a massacre at a charity gala.” “But—” “Hold your position.” Isabella’s nails dug into her palm. “He walked in like a guest. Let’s treat him like one… for now.” Alexander’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Let’s see what the devil wants.” They moved in sync through the crowd, the p
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-08Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 111 – Smoke and Shadows
The cold night air bit into Isabella’s skin as she stood at the edge of the Black Chapel, her fingers stained with Leo’s blood. Inside, chaos still reigned—medics shouted instructions as they worked on Leo’s unconscious body, and Alexander paced furiously nearby, jaw tight, eyes darker than a thunderstorm. The wind howled through the trees like a warning. They’d been infiltrated. Leo, one of their most trusted men, nearly killed under their noses. Jake had managed to regain control of one sniper post, but the other had gone dark. Completely. Two agents were missing. Unaccounted for. Likely dead. The Serpent’s words echoed in Isabella’s head. > “There’s a traitor in your nest.” She wanted to scream. But screaming meant giving in to the fear. And she’d learned—through fire, through loss—that fear had no place in war. “What do we know?” she asked coldly as she reentered the mobile command unit set up near the chapel. Blood had stained her sleeve, but she didn’t care. Jake looked
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-08Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 112: The Storm Before the War
Moonlight spilled across the marble floors of the Blackwood Estate’s East Wing. It was quiet—eerily so. Too quiet for Isabella’s racing mind. She stood before the tall window, the reflection of her face fractured by the glass panes. The revelation from the vault clung to her like smoke. Her mother’s name in that file… the code “Terminated”… Alexander’s family signature. She hugged herself, struggling to quiet the storm within. She didn’t hear Alexander approach until she felt the warmth of his presence behind her. “I figured you’d be here,” he said quietly. Isabella didn’t turn around. “I couldn’t sleep.” “Neither could I.” Silence stretched between them, long and charged. She finally looked at him. “It doesn’t matter that you didn’t know, Alexander. The truth still hurts.” “I know.” His eyes held shadows too deep for one man to carry. “I keep replaying it all. Wondering if I missed something. If my father ever… said something I ignored.” “You can’t carry his sins,” she said,
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-08Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 113 – Beneath the Flashing Lights
The press conference was scheduled for 10:00 a.m. By 9:30, every news outlet in the country had a live stream countdown plastered across their channels. Outside Blackwood Industries' headquarters, reporters flooded the plaza. Protesters, supporters, and curious bystanders gathered behind barriers, chanting and waving placards. Inside the conference room, Isabella adjusted the collar of her cream-colored blouse, the soft silk trembling slightly under her fingertips. Her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. “You don’t have to do this,” Alexander said beside her. His hand hovered near her lower back, protective but not possessive. “If we walk out there together, it’s war.” Isabella met his eyes. “Then let’s give them something worth fighting for.” Alexander exhaled, deeply. He’d worn his signature black suit—impeccable, sharp—but softer than usual, with his tie slightly loosened and the top button of his shirt undone. Less CEO, more man. A man standing beside the woman he refused to lose. J
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-08Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 114: Into the Lion's Den
Morning light streamed through the tall windows, casting golden lines across the marble floor of the Blackwood estate. Isabella stirred beneath the warm sheets, blinking at the unfamiliar ceiling. Her heart thudded with a peculiar combination of peace… and anxiety. She was still here. In his bed. After everything. She sat up slowly, the silk sheets brushing against her bare skin. The events of the previous night danced in her mind—his hands, his words, that kiss. And then everything after. Intimate. Intense. Undeniably real. A quiet knock interrupted her thoughts. “Come in,” she said, tugging the sheet around her body. It was Nina, one of the house staff. “Good morning, Miss Laurent. Mr. Blackwood asked me to bring you breakfast. He’s on a call, but he’ll be back shortly.” Isabella blinked. “Breakfast?” Nina smiled gently. “He insisted. Said you needed rest and coffee.” As the tray was set down, Isabella smiled faintly. Alexander Blackwood—the man who had once handed her an N
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-08Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 115 – A Heart That Knows
The wind was cold. Isabella pulled her coat tighter around her as she stood in the shadow of the old observatory, the stranger’s words echoing in her ears. “I knew your mother.” She studied his face—sharp features, silver-streaked hair, and eyes that held too many secrets. There was something familiar about him, something that prickled at the back of her mind like a memory just out of reach. “My mother’s dead,” she said, her voice steady. “Whatever you think you know, you’re too late.” The man didn’t flinch. “She may be gone, but her story isn’t finished. And neither is yours.” “Who are you?” He stepped forward slightly, staying just outside the moonlight. “My name is Elias Grayson. I was Helena Laurent’s friend. And the man who tried to protect her when she was being hunted.” “Hunted by whom?” “By the same people who are after you now,” he said gently. “The Serpent. His reach goes deeper than you know. Your mother knew too much, and when she wouldn’t cooperate… she became a t
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-08Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 116 – When You Touch My Soul
The name hung in the air like a curse. Lucien D’Avanti. The Serpent. Isabella blinked, taking a step back. “You know him?” Alexander’s jaw clenched. “I more than know him. He’s the reason I built Blackwood the way I did. The reason I swore never to trust anyone. And now… he’s the reason I’m afraid for you.” She studied his face—so still, so tightly controlled—but his eyes betrayed something deeper. Rage. Guilt. A haunting. “What did he do to you?” she whispered. Alexander turned away, running a hand through his hair before facing her again. “He was my mentor once. My father’s ally. The man who taught me the rules of survival in a world that doesn’t forgive weakness.” He paused, breathing deeply. “I was seventeen when I met him. I idolized him at first. He was sharp, powerful, untouchable. But underneath the charm, Lucien was a snake—poisonous and cold. He didn’t care about loyalty. He cared about control.” “What happened?” she asked softly. Alexander laughed bitterly. “He tri
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-08Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 117 – Tangled Vows and Unspoken Truths
The night after their confession passed like a dream suspended in fragile starlight. For the first time in what felt like forever, Isabella Laurent woke up feeling safe. Not because she was hidden away in Alexander’s sprawling estate, surrounded by state-of-the-art security and guards trained to kill—but because of the steady warmth beside her. The heartbeat that thundered like a vow as he held her close. The soft sound of his breathing that matched her own. She turned slightly under the thick sheets, eyes scanning his face. In sleep, Alexander looked… younger. The hard lines of power and calculated dominance melted away, revealing a man not broken but rebuilt—by loss, by purpose, and now, by her. And she was falling for him. Deeper, faster, harder. With every stolen moment. He stirred as if he could feel her gaze, his eyes fluttering open. “Good morning,” she whispered. “Mmm,” he murmured, lips brushing her forehead. “If every morning starts like this, I might just consider ta
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Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 150: A New Beginning
The battlefield was silent.Ryan exhaled sharply, his chest rising and falling as he surveyed the wreckage. The bodies of Black Sun operatives lay scattered across the tarmac, their reign of terror finally over. The jet they had planned to use for their escape was now a smoldering heap of metal, rendered useless by Lena’s sabotage.Sophia stepped up beside him, brushing a strand of hair from her face. She was covered in dust and sweat, her breathing still ragged, but her eyes held the same fierce determination he had always admired.“It’s over,” she whispered.Ryan nodded. “Yeah. It is.”But deep inside, he knew that nothing truly ended.There would always be another enemy lurking in the shadows, another mission calling his name. Yet, for the first time in years, he felt a sense of completion. A war had been fought—and won.Dante approached, wiping blood from his knife before sliding it back into its sheath. “I counted twelve bodies. I think that’s a record for me.”Sophia shot him a
Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 149: The Final Betrayal
The air was thick with tension as Ryan stood over Catherine, her wrists bound with zip ties. She glared at him, defiant even in defeat. The gunfire had stopped, and the only sounds in the dimly lit compound were the echoes of footsteps and the ragged breathing of his team.Sophia stood beside him, her expression unreadable. Lena and Dante secured the exits, ensuring no one else would escape. They had won this battle—but the war wasn’t over yet.Ryan knelt in front of Catherine, his voice dangerously calm. “Start talking.”Catherine scoffed, her lip curling in amusement. “You’re still as stubborn as ever, Ryan.”He grabbed her by the collar, pulling her closer. “You leaked our location. You set us up. Tell me who you’re working for.”Her smirk didn’t waver, but her eyes darkened. “You already know, don’t you?”Ryan’s jaw tightened. He had his suspicions, but he needed confirmation.Lena stepped forward, her laptop open in her arms. “I traced her communications. She’s been in direct con
Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 148: The Hidden Enemy
The night had fallen with a heavy silence, but it wasn’t the kind of quiet that calms the mind—it was the kind that gnawed at the edges of reality, reminding Ryan that everything was still unraveling. Every corner, every shadow could be hiding something worse than what he had already faced.They had just left the warehouse, Viktor Petrov’s body now nothing more than a dark memory behind them. Still, Ryan’s heart raced with the knowledge that something bigger was brewing. He could feel it in his bones.Sophia, sitting in the passenger seat, was unusually quiet. He had expected her to ask more questions, but the calmness in her voice when she spoke broke the tension between them.“Do you think he was lying?” she asked, her voice soft yet steady.Ryan’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, ensuring they weren’t being followed. “No, I think Petrov knew exactly what he was saying. There are bigger players, and they won’t just vanish because we killed a few of their own.”She turned her hea
Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 147: Unfinished Business
The mansion’s eerie silence was broken only by the distant wail of sirens. Ryan exhaled slowly, the weight of the past hour settling in his chest. Nikolai Volkov was dead. The man who had tormented them, orchestrated attacks, and played with lives like a puppeteer—gone.And yet, the fight wasn’t over.Sophia clung to Ryan’s arm, her breath uneven. “Is it… really over?”Ryan glanced down at her, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. “For now.”Lena approached, scanning the scene. “Cops will be here in less than five minutes. We need to disappear.”Dante nodded. “No way we’re explaining this mess.” He gestured toward Nikolai’s lifeless body.Ryan agreed. There was no time to linger. “Let’s move.”Sophia hesitated. “But… what if they come after us?”Ryan’s grip on her tightened. “They won’t.”He would make sure of it.---The EscapeGetting out of the mansion was easy; avoiding the police wasn’t. Sirens grew louder, blue and red lights flashing through the trees.“Shortcut,” Dan
Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 146: Checkmate
The air in the warehouse turned suffocating. The sight of Sophia—bound, helpless, and at the mercy of Nikolai Volkov—sent a dangerous fire surging through Ryan’s veins.Lena swore under her breath, stepping closer to the laptop. “That bastard…”Dante clenched his jaw. “This was his play all along.”Ryan didn’t respond. His entire focus was on the smirking man on the screen.“Let her go, Nikolai,” Ryan’s voice was calm—too calm. A sign of the storm brewing beneath.Nikolai chuckled. “Oh, Ryan. You know it’s not that simple.” He adjusted his cuffs, as if they were discussing business. “You came for me. But I’ve had my eyes on you for much longer.”Ryan’s fists clenched. “What do you want?”“An exchange,” Nikolai said smoothly. “Your life… for hers.”Silence.Dante swore. “This guy is insane.”Lena folded her arms. “And what? You expect Ryan to just walk in there and hand himself over?”Nikolai smirked. “Yes.”Ryan’s expression remained unreadable. But inside, gears were turning. He wasn
Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 145: A Dangerous Game
The city never slept, but tonight, it felt like a ticking time bomb. The attack on the safe house had proven one thing—Nikolai Volkov wasn’t just making threats. He was moving. Fast.Ryan stood by the broken window, staring at the burning wreckage below. The acrid scent of smoke clung to the air, mixing with the metallic tang of blood. His jaw tightened. If Nikolai wanted war, he’d get one.Lena tossed a spent magazine onto the table, loading a fresh one into her gun. “We need to relocate. Now.”Dante, leaning against the counter with a cut on his cheek, smirked. “And go where? It’s not like we have a long list of safe houses left.”Ryan turned to them. “We’re not running.”Lena arched a brow. “Then what’s the plan?”Ryan’s grip tightened around his gun. “We take the fight to him.”---Hunting the HunterTracking Nikolai was no easy feat. He was a ghost, but ghosts always left shadows behind.Ryan called in a favor. A hacker named Felix.They met in a rundown bar, the kind where nobod
Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 144: A Reckoning in the Shadows
The weight of the revelation settled like a storm cloud over the safe house. Nikolai Volkov. A name no one had heard before, yet it now loomed over them like a death sentence.Ryan stared at the name on the screen, his mind already racing ahead. If Nikolai had been waiting in the shadows all this time, what was he waiting for?Lena paced the room, her expression tight. “We need to move. Staying here is a mistake.”Dante sighed. “I second that. We’re sitting ducks.”Ryan didn’t respond immediately. He was still processing Sophia’s warning. She wouldn’t have come unless the threat was real.Lena stopped pacing and turned to him. “Ryan, we have to do something.”He finally looked up. “I know.”Dante leaned forward. “Then what’s the plan, boss?”Ryan’s jaw clenched. “We make the first move.”---A Meeting with the DevilTracking down Nikolai Volkov wasn’t going to be easy. Unlike his late brother, he wasn’t a man who enjoyed the spotlight. He was a ghost, a name whispered in the underworl
Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 143: A Fractured Peace
The city was on edge.With Volkov gone, a power vacuum had been left in his wake. Rival syndicates had wasted no time moving in, each one vying for control over his crumbling empire.Ryan had no interest in the fight.He had spent years building his own world—one that wasn’t dictated by the endless cycle of bloodshed and betrayal. But now, standing in the dimly lit safe house, he realized that escape was never truly an option.Lena sat at the table, absently twirling a knife between her fingers. Dante leaned against the wall, his usual smirk absent for once.The air was thick with unspoken words.“We need to decide our next move,” Lena said, breaking the silence.Ryan exhaled, dragging a hand through his hair. “We stay out of it.”Dante let out a low whistle. “That’s cute, but you do realize that’s not how this works, right?”Ryan shot him a look.Dante lifted his hands in mock surrender. “Hey, I’m just saying—people are already looking to you as the next big player.”Lena’s gaze dark
Rise Of The Heiress Chapter 142: The Aftermath of a War
The world felt strangely silent.Ryan stood at the edge of the ruined shipping port, the scent of smoke and gunpowder lingering in the air. The waves crashed against the docks, a rhythmic contrast to the chaos that had unfolded just hours ago.Volkov was dead. His empire shattered.And yet, the weight on Ryan’s shoulders refused to lift.Lena stepped beside him, arms crossed. She had patched up the wound on his shoulder, but he could tell she was still watching him with concern.“You’re quiet,” she said.Ryan exhaled, his grip tightening on the railing. “Just thinking.”Dante walked up behind them, rubbing his neck. “We should be celebrating. We pulled off the impossible.”Lena shot him a tired look. “We barely made it out alive.”Dante smirked. “That’s kind of our thing, isn’t it?”Ryan shook his head. “There’s still one loose end.”Lena’s expression darkened. “The leak.”Someone had sold them out before the attack on Volkov’s hideout. Someone had warned him they were coming.And Rya
