All Chapters of The Dominant Heir: Chapter 1
- Chapter 8
8 chapters
Looks Suspicious
Laura turned around in bed, lazily stretching her arms above her head as she fought off the last traces of sleep. A dull ache pulsed behind her temples, and her body felt unusually heavy, like she had barely rested at all.She frowned.Why did the sheets feel different?The silk beneath her fingers was rougher than the expensive Egyptian cotton she was used to. Even the scent lingering in the air was unfamiliar— a mixture of masculine cologne, detergent, and something faintly woody.Her eyes remained closed for another second as confusion slowly crept into her sleepy mind.Then she felt it.Warmth beside her.Laura’s entire body stiffened.Immediately, her eyes flew open.The first thing she saw was a man lying inches away from her face.A stranger.He was staring at her with sleepy amusement, dark eyes calm and completely unbothered, as though waking up beside terrified women was a perfectly ordinary part of his morning routine. His messy black hair fell slightly over his forehead, a
The Idea
Laura burst out laughing, a sharp, disbelieving sound that filled the small hotel room. It wasn’t soft amusement, it was loud, mocking, almost insulting.The stranger’s expression shifted immediately. A faint frown appeared between his brows as he turned his head slightly toward her.“What’s so funny?” he asked, his tone quieter now. More serious.Laura wiped an imaginary tear from the corner of her eye, though her face showed no real amusement— only disgust and irritation. Her eyes slowly dragged over him, like she was trying to process something ridiculous.“You… want to marry me?” she repeated, as if saying it out loud again would somehow make it less absurd.The stranger’s jaw tightened slightly. He clearly did not appreciate the tone she used.“And what, exactly, is wrong with me?” he asked flatly.That question alone made Laura scoff louder. The arrogance in his voice —so calm, so certain— only fueled her anger.She turned her head away from him briefly, exhaling sharply through
Sole Heir
“Marchese De Luca,” the older man began carefully, his polite smile never slipping, “if I may ask… why are you dressed in such ordinary attire?”His eyes moved discreetly over Enzo’s plain black shirt, faded jeans, and cheap backpack before returning to his face.“It is clearly unbefitting of your status,” he continued diplomatically. “And you know your father will be displeased if he sees you looking like this.”Enzo resisted the urge to roll his eyes.His outfit was his outfit. He should be able to wear whatever he wants.But of course, that freedom didn’t actually exist for him.As the sole heir of the De Luca dynasty, nothing about his life had ever truly belonged to him. Not his education, not his schedule, not his future. Everything had been planned years in advance, long before he was even born.The moment doctors confirmed that the child in his mother’s womb was male, his fate had already been decided.Every step afterward had simply been preparation.Enzo exhaled quietly befo
Marriage Agreement
The First Master was old, just as Enzo had expected.But weak?Not even close.The elderly man sat upright in a large carved chair near the center of the room, his posture straighter than most men half his age. Fine wrinkles lined parts of his face and forearms, but they did little to soften the sharpness in his expression.There was still strength in him.The kind built over decades of authority, bloodshed, and absolute control.Even seated, he carried the presence of someone who could still put a grown man on the ground if necessary.The room itself was enormous, decorated in dark wood and expensive antique pieces that radiated old money and tradition. The air smelled faintly of cigar smoke and polished leather.For anyone else entering the First Master’s private chambers, strict rules applied.You bowed immediately.You kept your head lowered.You did not look directly at him unless granted permission.But of course, none of those rules applied to Enzo.His dark eyes swept lazily o
The Plan
Enzo was walking barefoot along the edge of the woods, his steps slow and uneven against the damp earth.His clothes were completely soaked, clinging heavily to his skin as cold water dripped from the ends of his sleeves. The evening wind sliced through him mercilessly, sending painful chills deep into his bones.The forest around him was unnaturally quiet.Too quiet.Only the sound of his breathing and distant rustling leaves filled the darkness.It was that dream again.Of course it was.He knew every part of it by heart at this point because it haunted him almost every night.Sometimes the details changed slightly.Sometimes the weather was colder.Sometimes the woods looked darker.But the feeling always remained the same.That suffocating feeling of being chased.Slowly, Enzo turned around.Two men in black suits were rushing toward him through the trees, their footsteps crushing dead leaves beneath them. Their faces were unclear, blurred by the darkness, but he already knew who
Sunshine Night
Delighted by the idea, she immediately went to invite Enzo.Or rather, bait him.Enzo noticed her unusually cheerful expression the moment she approached him.Which immediately told him she was planning something.Still, he agreed to follow them anyway.Why not?At worst, it would at least entertain him for a few hours.When they reached the car outside, Brenda immediately recoiled slightly as Enzo approached.“Wait,” she complained, “is he riding in the same car with us?”Laura looked equally displeased.“We don’t really have a choice,” Rosa sighed dramatically. “We can just send the car for deep cleaning afterward.”“Or,” Enzo suggested casually as he walked past both women, “you could simply throw the car away.”Then he got into the backseat before any of them could reply.The girls exchanged irritated looks before climbing in after him.Throughout the drive, the women spent nearly the entire time praising Luca while insulting Enzo indirectly.“Luca is twice the man you’ll ever be,
The Wrong Man To Challenge
Luca was expecting fear.Or at the very least, hesitation.The moment he invoked the Black Accord, the atmosphere inside Sunshine Night changed completely.Conversations died instantly, the music became background noise. Even the bartenders paused what they were doing.A Black Accord was not something people witnessed every day.It was one of the oldest traditions among the great families, a challenge that could not be casually withdrawn once accepted.Honor was on the line.Reputation was on the line.Sometimes even lives were on the line.Yet despite all that, Enzo looked utterly uninterested.He stood there with both hands tucked into his pockets, his expression calm and unreadable.The sight annoyed Luca more than he cared to admit."Do you have any idea what you just did to yourself?" Enzo asked.His tone wasn't angry. If anything, it sounded mildly disappointed, almost like a teacher addressing a particularly slow student.The smile on Luca's face faltered. "What?"Enzo tilted h
Five Seconds
The entire club fell silent, no one could have expected things to turn out this way. For several seconds, nobody spoke.Nobody moved.Nobody even seemed to breathe.Sofia Hernandez had bowed, not to Luca, not even to Laura whose grandfather was the head of the territory. She didn't even bow to any of the wealthy businessmen present.But to the man everyone had spent the last hour mocking.Enzo.The man in sweatpants.The man they had called a nobody.A dozen emotions flashed across Laura's face. Confusion. Shock. Disbelief.Then finally, denial. "Miss Hernandez..." Luca finally managed, although his voice sounded far less confident than before. "There must be some misunderstanding."Sofia slowly straightened. Her expression remained professional as she turned to him. "What misunderstanding?"Luca forced a smile. "You obviously came to see me, and not him."The woman stared at him, the silence between them stretched for several uncomfortable seconds. Then she asked a single question.