Ruxin Group is one of the most formidable conglomerates in the nation. With roots planted deep into the very soil of the country's economy, they rule the business world with an iron tongue and a merciless grip. When Ruxin speaks, the rest need to listen. If they say south, no one dares utter the word north. Their influence stretches across industries, from high-end fashion houses and luxury real estate to private hospitals and education. Their logo is stamped on almost every corner of the nation.
The Ruxins don't believe in partnerships they believe in dominance. Their boardroom battles are infamous, and they never lose. They have power, pride, and above all, they have the reputation of being untouchable.
But there is one family that doesn't bow to Ruxin.
[Enter Kaelin Corporation]
If Ruxin is the emperor of the business empire, Kaelin is the crowned warrior king. They are equally vast, dangerous, and deep-rooted in influence. The Kaelins own ports, shipping lines, energy grids, and the backbone of the country's manufacturing. Their legacy runs for generations, and unlike the Ruxins who expanded aggressively, the Kaelins built quietly, smartly.
Ruxin and Kaelin have been long-time family-friends, but opposite in philosophy. Where Ruxin is loud, Kaelin is calculating. Where Ruxin crushes, Kaelin outmaneuvers. Amidst all nothing could beat their friendship. Their bonding has lasted decades. Even Ruxin and Kaelin, both family agreed to form a marriage alliance by family elders for their new generation.
But amidst this two titans, one name remains beyond their reach...
[Moreaux Tech International]
A ghostly empire with a digital crown, Moreaux Tech doesn't play the same game. They run the future artificial intelligence, military-grade security systems, biotech, and international tech grids. It is said the man behind Moreaux Tech, the elusive Lucien Malric Moreaux, wears a mask and rules from the shadows. No one has seen his full face. No outsider has dared breach his circle. Besides direct power, he has underworld dealings. Rumours circulates that he is extremely vengeful and a cold-blooded CEO. Once you try cross him, you're no better than a corpse...
Not even Ruxin or Kaelin dares provoke Moreaux Tech.
Because in this battlefield of legacy and pride;
Ruxin might has the power.
Kaelin has the strategy.
But Moreaux has the world. And what Moreaux say is the final word.
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In a Luxurious office complex of Ruxin Tower, the atmosphere was tensed with rage, even the air felt heavy as if a storm was about to formed.
A crystal glass shattered against the marble wall, splinters raining down like shrapnel.
"He stood us up. How dare he?"
The words came out flat, measured, and more terrifying than if they'd been shouted.
Arvid Ruxin, CEO of the Ruxin Group, 53 years old, rarely raised his voice. When he was angry, the air around him simply turned heavier. Like gravity had decided to bend to his wrath. He stood facing the vast city skyline, hands behind his back, as if contemplating whether to burn it all down and start again. No one in this region dare to go against them till now!
Behind him, his assistant stood frozen, clipboard clutched to his chest like a shield, and very carefull to not slide a single word from the mouth mistakenly. No one dared speak.
"Moreaux Tech may be untouchable," Arvid said, eyes narrowed, "but that doesn't give him the right to humiliate me."
On the other side of the long obsidian conference table, Theron Kaelin, CEO of the Kaelin Group (Lucien father), 55 years, leaned back with his fingers interlaced. His expression was unreadable, carved from cold marble. Where Arvid burned like a flame about to engulf the room, Theron was the ice- dangerous only if you failed to notice how deep it ran.
"He didn't even send a rep," Arvid said. "Just a vague message: 'Mr. Moreaux has been detained by personal matters.' What is that supposed to mean?"
Theron didn't flinch. "You haven't heard?"
Arvid turned slowly. What do you mean?
Theron's lips curled ever so slightly. "He skipped the meeting… to go save a woman."
Silence.
Then, Arvid's jaw twitched. "You're joking." That cold CEO...! Wait...what?
Theron went on, voice smooth. Investigation say she's a neurosurgeon doctor. Young and pretty.
"So?" Arvid snapped. "We were about to finalize a trillion-dollar power structure—an alliance that could dominate this entire continent...and that masked lunatic chose romance?"
"He's Moreaux," Theron said with a shrug. "He chooses whatever the hell he wants."
"I've tolerated his arrogance for years. I let him control the tech sphere, sit on his high throne, stay hidden behind that stupid mask like some theatrical prince. But this?" Arvid's voice dropped to a growl. "This is declaring an invisible war."
Theron chuckled, a dry sound. "You want war with Moreaux? That'll be entertaining."
"You're not angry?" Arvid demanded. "He stood you up too."
Theron leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. "Of course I'm angry. But I'm not stupid. The Ruxin Group and Kaelin Group, we might be equals. But Moreaux Tech? That's something else entirely." He pull strings from the shadow. And rumour has it...he has a deep connection with underworld even the Government need to think twice before taking a decision that goes against Mireaux Tech principles...
Arvid scoffed. "He's still human and human has flaw, hahaha...he slurped his tongue as if he found something very amusing."
"Is he?" Theron asked, eyes glinting.
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Across the city, far from the war cries of the elite, I stepped out of a sleek black car, adjusting cufflinks like I hadn't just ghosted two of the most powerful men in the country two-three days before.
I looked devastating in black, suit tailored to tall frame, dark gloves on, mask secured over the first half of my face. Only those piercing eyes were visible.
"Mr. Moreaux," Shan whispered, practically vibrating with anxiety, "Mr. Arvid Ruxin is furious. He smashed a glass. They said Arvid Ruxin and Theron Kaelin had a secret meeting. You stood up them, previously scheduled meeting about eastern suburb project."
"I postponed it," I corrected calmly.
"Yes, but... sir, they felt offended.
I smirked beneath the mask. "Let them be. Offended men are predictable." They're clever old fox, won't do anything hastily...
"Mr. Arvid is threatening war."
"Then he should be careful. I never fight fair." Seems like I misjudged them, I let out a cruel laughed.
Shan swallowed.
I pulled on my gloves and slid the phone into pocket. "Tell Arvid Ruxin I'll reschedule the meeting. And tell Kaelin…" I paused, considering. "No, don't tell him anything. He'll figure it out on his own."
Then I looked at my watch. It's time... "I told her I'd bring lunch today," I said quietly. "Let's not keep her waiting."
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Back at Ruxin Tower…
Arvid Ruxin sat alone now, the city lights blinking beneath him. His fingers tapped against the glass table in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
"He postponed the meeting for a woman," he whispered, venom in every syllable.
There was nothing more humiliating. Lucien Malric Moreaux, Let's see how long you can hold that position...
Soon, he dialled a number.
Hello darling. It's time to come back to home. Dad misses you...
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