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The heavy oak doors of the Rossi mansion burst open with a loud crack against the marble walls. Mr. and Mrs. Leontis stormed inside, their fury like a sudden winter chill that raced through the halls, causing the maids nearest the foyer to freeze where they stood.“Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Leontis,” one of the braver maids greeted, dipping her head respectfully despite the obvious tension. “May I help you?”Mrs. Leontis didn't even spare her a glance. Mr. Leontis’s stride was thunderous, his cane clicking sharply against the polished floor, while his wife’s heels snapped with every furious step. They moved like a singular force, their anger pushing the staff aside with invisible hands.“We are here for Mr. Rossi," Mrs. Leontis barked, her voice traveling towards the end of the corridor. "Tell him to come down immediately.”“But ma’am, it’s quite early... breakfast isn’t yet—" the head maid began timidly."DO IT!" Mrs. Leontis snapped, her voice echoing up the grand staircase.Before
Last Updated : 2025-04-28The son of a billionaire in disguise A Blade
Mrs. Leontis squared her shoulders, her eyes burning with a fury that made even the marble floors feel colder."Did you know," she spat, voice trembling with rage, "That... That... That your grandson-in-law and our daughter Layla have a past?"The hallway froze.The air seemed to shudder under the weight of her words.Madam Rossi's spine stiffened as she turned to look at her husband. Mr. Rossi, usually the picture of calm command, looked suddenly tense, his jaw tightening. A muscle in his temple twitched.After a beat of painful silence, Mr. Rossi exhaled sharply through his nose."Follow me," he said, voice low and grave. He turned briskly toward his private study at the end of the hall.But Mr. and Mrs. Leontis didn't budge.They stood rooted to the floor, their faces twisted in outrage, their bodies practically shaking from anger."You dare to hide something like this from us?" Mrs. Leontis snapped, voice rising again. "From our family?"Mr. Rossi’s lips pressed into a hard line.
Last Updated : 2025-04-28The son of a billionaire in disguise Control
The tension in the room grew as Rene stood frozen, the cold steel of the sword pressed against his throat. He could feel the bite of the blade deepen, the faintest trickle of warmth where it grazed his skin. But his body did not tremble. His eyes opened, burning with a fury as he kept eye contact with the old man, daring him.But at the sudden sight of blood from the cut on his neck, Maria, standing just behind him, did not hesitate for a moment. Her hand shot out, moving with a speed that startled even Rene. She grabbed the blade, her fingers wrapping around the hilt of the sword with a force that should have been impossible for someone of her size. The steel sliced into her skin, and a thin line of blood appeared across her palm.Rene’s breath hitched, his entire body seizing with rage. His jaw clenched, and his knuckles whitened as his fists tightened at his sides. The sight of Maria in pain, especially when it came from this man’s hand, was enough to push him to the very edge.Hi
Last Updated : 2025-04-28The son of a billionaire in disguise Rene Ford
"Rumble!!!""Boom!!""Crash!!"Picking up his pace, Rene Ford ran, clutching the bouquet in his grip and the jewelry box in the other, while the rain pounded around him like a waterfall. The streets of the campus were deserted and he was the only one on the patch of dark road, the sound of thunder reverberating through the air and lightning crackling above him. He ran with all his might, ignoring the flower petals that scattered onto the sidewalk, and kept going as fast as he could. His lungs burned as his heart pumped blood into his veins at a fast rate but his legs didn't even quiver. "This is bad!! This is bad!!" He kept repeating under his breath, the words turning into a mantra. He wasn't sure if it helped to calm himself or not. But he had no time for hesitation now. Tonight was the night he planned to risk it all and nothing was going to stop him.Finally, he busted threw the double doors leading inside, slamming them shut behind him and taking out a deep breath that he h
Last Updated : 2024-07-01The son of a billionaire in disguise A nobody
For some reason, his thoughts turned to that day in October, when he had met Layla for the first time the day their professor paired them as project partners. He remembered after they got an A plus on the project, she jumped into his arms and he lifted her and swung her around with joy, both of them laughing so hard the whole class was stunned and staring.Since that day, she has been glue to him and they have been inseparable. He took every class she took, during his best so she wouldn't fall behind and graduate along with him. This coming Saturday, they were graduating, and he had fulfilled his promise to her that make sure she did, so her family could see her worthy to be their heiress and take over the family business. And now, she was about to finally get the life she wanted."Layla?" Rene finally found his voice again and she snapped her head towards him, a dangerous glint in her hazel eyes and her mouth set firmly in a thin line. "It's you, right?"A scoff escaped Layla's lip
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A bitter laugh left Rene's lips as he held his tears behind his lids, fighting his urge to unleash his pent-up fury. "Yeah, a nobody. I'll remember that." "What does that suppose to mean? Are you threatening my girl?" Jason asked with a protective look in his eye.Ignoring him, Rene walked up to Layla, took her hand, and put the jewelry box in her palm, closing her fingers around it, "Goodbye, Layla."Just then, Jason grabbed his arm and yanked him away from her, but Rene's fist collided with his jaw so hard it sent him flying backward.When he recovered, his eyes filled with pure rage, and he charged at Rene once again, sending a hard punch straight to his cheek, but Rene caught his fist midair, twisting it slightly.He threw another blow, but Rene caught his arm and slammed him to the floor, landing another punch to his stomach, which was met with a loud groan, before landing one in his nose. Blood gushed down Jason's face, staining it crimson. "Get off him, you asshole!" Layla
Last Updated : 2024-07-01The son of a billionaire in disguise The target
Taking the soak coat off his body, Rene tossed it on his bed and collapsed onto the mattress, burying his head in his hands, and sighed deeply."This is all your faulty Rome." He murmured to himself, clenching his fists.Just then, his ringtone began to go off, and he fished for his phone from in his pocket, staring at the caller ID "Mom."For a moment he hesitated, and then he pressed to accept, bringing the phone to his ear. He heard nothing for a minute, and then his mother's sweet voice flooded his ears."Son, are you there?" Catherine asked, sounding anxious."Mmh," Rene replied, running a tired hand over his face and sighing heavily, "Yeah.. Why are you calling?"Silent for another few moments, Catherine let out a shuddery breath. "I don't know why I called. It's silly really... I'm sorry. I know how important this is to you, and that's not fair to you. You must be exhausted, I just wanted to check in on you and make sure you were okay.""I..." Rene tried, but he didn't know wha
Last Updated : 2024-07-01The son of a billionaire in disguise Father, please
Standing from the floor, Rene swallowed back his fear and gazed over at the dead man on his couch before facing Logan, "Father, are you okay? Did you get hurt anywhere?"A look of fear settled in Logan's eyes, knowing that even though he was in charge of protecting, raising, and training Rene, this was the first time he had called him father while Rome was on the other side of the call."Your dad wants to speak with you," Logan said, withdrawing the phone and showing it to Rene.But he refused to accept it, rage filling his eyes as he stared angrily at the device. Yet, Logan took steps towards him, grabbed his wrist, and put the phone in his hand, commanding, "Master Rome wants to speak with you."Frowning, Rene took the phone and drew it to his ear, hesitating only slightly before saying, "Yes?"After some silent hesitation, the deep baritone voice of Rome spoke up. "Are you alright? Are you safe?""Yeh," Rene said, turning to look down at the dead man."Logan said they were after y
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The tension in the room grew as Rene stood frozen, the cold steel of the sword pressed against his throat. He could feel the bite of the blade deepen, the faintest trickle of warmth where it grazed his skin. But his body did not tremble. His eyes opened, burning with a fury as he kept eye contact with the old man, daring him.But at the sudden sight of blood from the cut on his neck, Maria, standing just behind him, did not hesitate for a moment. Her hand shot out, moving with a speed that startled even Rene. She grabbed the blade, her fingers wrapping around the hilt of the sword with a force that should have been impossible for someone of her size. The steel sliced into her skin, and a thin line of blood appeared across her palm.Rene’s breath hitched, his entire body seizing with rage. His jaw clenched, and his knuckles whitened as his fists tightened at his sides. The sight of Maria in pain, especially when it came from this man’s hand, was enough to push him to the very edge.Hi
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Mrs. Leontis squared her shoulders, her eyes burning with a fury that made even the marble floors feel colder."Did you know," she spat, voice trembling with rage, "That... That... That your grandson-in-law and our daughter Layla have a past?"The hallway froze.The air seemed to shudder under the weight of her words.Madam Rossi's spine stiffened as she turned to look at her husband. Mr. Rossi, usually the picture of calm command, looked suddenly tense, his jaw tightening. A muscle in his temple twitched.After a beat of painful silence, Mr. Rossi exhaled sharply through his nose."Follow me," he said, voice low and grave. He turned briskly toward his private study at the end of the hall.But Mr. and Mrs. Leontis didn't budge.They stood rooted to the floor, their faces twisted in outrage, their bodies practically shaking from anger."You dare to hide something like this from us?" Mrs. Leontis snapped, voice rising again. "From our family?"Mr. Rossi’s lips pressed into a hard line.
The son of a billionaire in disguise The age of Enlightenment
The heavy oak doors of the Rossi mansion burst open with a loud crack against the marble walls. Mr. and Mrs. Leontis stormed inside, their fury like a sudden winter chill that raced through the halls, causing the maids nearest the foyer to freeze where they stood.“Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Leontis,” one of the braver maids greeted, dipping her head respectfully despite the obvious tension. “May I help you?”Mrs. Leontis didn't even spare her a glance. Mr. Leontis’s stride was thunderous, his cane clicking sharply against the polished floor, while his wife’s heels snapped with every furious step. They moved like a singular force, their anger pushing the staff aside with invisible hands.“We are here for Mr. Rossi," Mrs. Leontis barked, her voice traveling towards the end of the corridor. "Tell him to come down immediately.”“But ma’am, it’s quite early... breakfast isn’t yet—" the head maid began timidly."DO IT!" Mrs. Leontis snapped, her voice echoing up the grand staircase.Before
The son of a billionaire in disguise Plus one
As his thought ran wild, Alejandro sat behind his desk, thumbing absently through a stack of reports he had no real interest in. The faint click of heels echoed outside his office door, and a second later, a bright, overly familiar voice called out."Alejandro! Surprise!"He looked up sharply, jaw already clenching. Vanessa... perfect hair... perfect smile, stood in the doorway holding a dozen shopping bags like trophies. She swept into the room before he could even tell her no."Miss me?" she cooed, setting her bags down with a theatrical sigh and brushing invisible dust from her fitted dress.Dropping his pen, Alejandro offered a tight, strained smile. "Vanessa," he said flatly. "What are you doing here?"She pouted... a practiced, pretty thing... and sauntered around his desk to perch on the edge of it, raising her hand on his thigh as she stroked it."I thought we could have lunch," she said sweetly. "And maybe... You could carry these for me?" She gestured at the bags. "And maybe
The son of a billionaire in disguise Next steps
As the second tick by, Mr. Rossi stared at him in stony silence, the air between them growing thick and suffocating. The old man’s jaw worked, grinding slowly back and forth as he weighed the consequences laid so brazenly at his feet.Finally, he tilted his head ever so slightly, an almost imperceptible nod... like a viper sizing up its prey before striking."You overestimate your importance," Mr. Rossi said, his voice so calm it was almost a whisper. "Men like you are always so sure that the world will fall without them." He paused, then leaned in, close enough that Leonardo could smell the faint bite of expensive tobacco clinging to his breath. "It doesn’t."Leonardo’s expression didn’t flinch, but his hands curled into fists so tight that his knuckles blanched white."You’ve been useful, Mr. Varga," Mr. Rossi continued. "Valuable. I won’t deny that. But you're mistaking usefulness for irreplaceability." His lips twitched into a razor-thin smile. "And no man is irreplaceable."Leona
The son of a billionaire in disguise Him or Me?
With the speed of 60mph, Leonardo’s car screeched into the underground lot of the Rossi Enterprise tower, the tires shrieking against the concrete. He barely threw it into park before he slammed the door and stormed across the lot, his boots pounding like war drums. His vision tunneled. His fists ached to hit something... someone.Moments later, Leonardo burst through the revolving doors of the Rossi Enterprise building like a storm tearing through glass. The receptionist at the front desk barely managed to look up before he blew past her, a blur of black leather and fury.“Sir! Sir, you need to-!” she called after him, but Leonardo didn’t even glance back.An unlucky employee, arms full of files, crossed his path just as he reached the elevators. Leonardo shoved her aside with a brutal swipe of his arm. She cried out, the papers flying from her hands as she stumbled to the floor. He didn’t stop. Didn’t apologize. His boots thundered against the marble floors as he stabbed the elevato
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The bar was dimly lit, smoke curling lazily toward the cracked ceiling fans, and the low murmur of conversations filled the air like static. Leonardo pushed the door open with a grunt, the heavy wood creaking in protest. He paused for a beat, letting his eyes adjust. It smelled like old whiskey and regret... fitting, really.He hated places like this. Hated the desperation that clung to the customer like a second skin.He scanned the room once, twice, his patience already running thin. Then he spotted a familiar, irritatingly eager wave from a booth tucked near the back.Benjamin. Grinning like a rat who just found a hole in the pantry, waving him in.Leonardo sighed hard through his nose, squared his shoulders, and stalked toward him, his boots thudding against the sticky floor. His leather jacket creaked when he slid into the booth opposite Benjamin.“Why did you call me to this shit hole? What do you want?” Leonardo demanded, voice low, sharp.Already drunk, Benjamin didn’t flinch.
The son of a billionaire in disguise Secret and whispers
The morning sunlight spilled across the marble floor, golden and warm but not quite enough to soften the tension thickening inside the Rossi estate. Even though it has been two weeks, the walls in the mansion still whisper about the day Jason was slapped and every soul knew about it now.Madam Rossi stood in the hallway, quiet and still, her silk robe brushing softly against her ankles as she listened to the muffled voice of her husband behind the half-open door to his study.He had been up since before dawn, pacing, commanding, orchestrating this celebration as if the fate of the family hung on the thread of imported seafood and ambient lighting.She took a sip of her coffee. Bitter. She didn’t flinch.Inside the study, Mr. Rossi was in full control mode.“I don’t care how rare they are, Alberto,” he snapped into the phone. “You find the scallops. Pay triple if you must. I won’t serve frozen shrimp like some sad cruise buffet.”A pause, then he waved his hand as if dismissing a perso
The son of a billionaire in disguise The end approaches
As his gaze darted across the room, Rene kept the phone pressed tightly to his ear, Gunnar's voice echoing again on the other end."Hello, boss."The words rang in Rene's ear, but he stood motionless, letting the sound linger for a moment longer than necessary. He could feel the stares digging into his skin, hot and prickling, as if the entire room was holding its breath... waiting.After another moment of silent, Jason's frustration burst first."We can’t hear a damn thing from over there!" he snapped. "Put it on speaker, Kia. Now. Let us hear it ring so we can know when he answer.""Yeah, come on," Juan added, arms crossed, leaning forward. "Let’s all hear what he has to say.""If it’s the truth," Luis said, with a crooked smile, "you shouldn’t mind sharing it.""He’s right," Bianca chimed in, her voice cool. "Let Mr. Gunnar confirm that you weren’t with Layla. Or should we be calling her instead?"Even Vittoria, usually more reserved, nodded. "If you want to proof your inocence, It
