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First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 69
Lei and Hunter sat at a cozy corner table in a quaint Italian restaurant, the warm glow of candlelight casting a soft ambiance around them. The aroma of freshly baked bread and savory pasta filled the air, creating a welcoming atmosphere. “This place is lovely, Hunter. Thank you for bringing me here,” Lei said, her eyes sparkling with appreciation as she looked around the charming restaurant. “It’s my pleasure, Lei. I thought we could use a nice meal and some time to unwind,” Hunter replied, smiling warmly at her. As they perused the menu, they discussed their day, sharing stories and catching up on each other’s lives. The conversation flowed easily between them, a comfortable familiarity underscoring their friendship. Their laughter filled the air, mingling with the soft music playing in the background. Lei felt a sense of peace and contentment, grateful for this moment of respite from the chaos of life. Just as their food arrived, Lei’s phone rang, breaking the tranquility of th
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 70
Lei stood up, her heart pounding in her chest. “Yes, how is she? Is she going to be okay?” she asked, her voice trembling with fear. The doctor nodded reassuringly. “The surgery was successful. We were able to remove the bullet from her abdomen without complications,” he explained, relief washing over Lei and Hunter. Lei let out a shaky breath, her eyes welling up with tears. “Thank goodness. Can we see her?” she asked, eager to be by her grandmother’s side. The doctor led them to the intensive care unit, where Lei’s grandmother lay unconscious, surrounded by monitors and medical equipment. The room was filled with a sense of urgency, but also with a quiet calm as the medical team monitored her condition. As the doctor led Lei and Hunter to the intensive care unit, he explained the details of the surgery that Lei’s grandmother had undergone. He described how the bullet had lodged itself in her abdomen, dangerously close to vital organs, making the surgery complex and delicate. “Th
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 71
Hunter and Zafron were in the midst of fixing things around the house, preparing for Estella and her daughter’s arrival. Estella, Hunter’s divorced sister, had decided to move back in with Zafron, their father, after a difficult period in her life. As they worked, Hunter stumbled upon a photo album, filled with memories of their family vacations and gatherings. He flipped through the pages, reminiscing about happier times. Suddenly, a picture fell out from the book, landing at Hunter’s feet. It was a photo of their mother, taken on a sunny day at the beach, with Zafron, Hunter, and Estella by her side, all smiling brightly. Zafron noticed the photo and picked it up, his expression softening as he looked at it. “Your mother loved the beach. She always said it was where she felt most at peace,” Zafron said, his voice filled with nostalgia. Hunter nodded, his gaze fixed on the photo. “I miss her, Dad. I wish she was here to see how much Estella’s daughter has grown,” Hunter said, his v
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 72
The night was draped in a blanket of darkness, the only illumination filtering through Hunter’s window was the soft, silvery glow of the moon. Shadows danced along the walls of his room, casting eerie shapes that seemed to come alive in the stillness of the night. Hunter’s room was a reflection of his pragmatic nature—neat and orderly, with a desk cluttered with gadgets and tools of the trade, a bed made with military precision, and a few personal mementos scattered here and there. As Hunter’s phone rang, the piercing sound shattered the tranquility of the night, jolting him awake. He glanced at the screen, noting the unregistered number with a frown. With a sense of foreboding, he answered the call, his voice rough with sleep. “Who is this?” Hunter’s tone was wary, his senses on high alert. The voice on the other end was chillingly unfamiliar, dripping with malice. “You don’t know me, but I know you, Hunter. And I have something you want,” the voice said, each word laced with mena
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 41.1 (Unedited)
I bowed down when I got close to him. "I'll go home first," I told him. He has a meeting with his company so we won't go home together. "I can bring you," he said making me shake my head. "Don't stop! Go to your office. I'm just in the unit, I'll cook our dinner." I said while bowing to a passing student when he passed us I immediately looked up and smiled at Raizen. "I'm leaving," I said and immediately started walking. My phone that was in my pocket beeped so I took it out of my pocket, I immediately read the text so I smiled. I stopped walking then turned to Raizen who immediately gave me a flying kiss and then smiled. I just shook my head and immediately turned around and started walking again. While walking I was thinking about what to cook. When I got out of the gate, I immediately hailed a taxi. I just had the driver drop me off at the condo building, and I got there quickly. I handed my fare to the man then I got off the taxi. I was about to walk into the building when I
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 41.2 (Unedited)
"Now, find me some nice clothes. My body is itching because of the mud." I stretched the blouse I was wearing and when I opened it, the dust flew immediately and dried mud. "Yes, Madame Quin-I mean, Ma'am." I immediately shook my head and gestured with my hand as if to send them away. Kace snorted when the saleslady pulled him away again. And that was how our whole one hour inside the shop was. More time was spent finding the right size for Kace and what I wanted, than choosing my outfit. In the end, I chose a simple plain white t-shirt that was a little bigger than his body size, with the hem tucked into the black slacks. The white and black combination looks really clean. "I went to the mall, I only bought t-shirts and pants," he complained when we left the mall. He was wearing our dirty uniform again while he was carrying the bags of clothes and shoes we bought. "We can do our best. We can still buy ten of these at this price." I'm just tired. He's been complaining for a whil
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 1
“Damn it, where the hell is she?” Hunter mumbled as he impatiently stomped his feet on the vitrified tiles; Hunter have been standing and waiting here for no less than Six hours; Olivia, his fiancé, usually got off to work around five o’clock. He fished his phone and composed a text again. Today is their anniversary; Hunter looked at his wristwatch, it was past eleven o’clock, still, no sign of Olivia. Hunter wasn’t mad, coming late, but the fact that he can’t reach her makes him anxious.Olivia is an epitome of beauty, and danger is always one step ahead of her; and he is trying to avoid it by occasionally waiting for her in front of their house, plus the fact that this neighborhood is not safe anymore these days, The man don’t want to use his power, and make her feel like she’s a criminal. He wants to try it, as normal as possible. He tried hitting her phone again; Still, no answer. “This won’t do; I’ll go and fetch her myself,” Hunter immediately grabbed his jacket and ru
First Heir: Hunter Dmitri 2
Hunter hurriedly got to the hotel; he’s been using a cab, since the moment he decided to pursue Olivia, without his family’s help, neither name nor wealth, he even considering of using Olivia’s last name. When he reached the hotel entrance, an admin approached him, just looking at him, a typical scenario; Hunter can’t smile, due to the earlier incident, and he doesn’t have to pretend low, when Olivia’s wasn’t around, “I’m here under the reservation of Hunter Dimitri,” he used his mother’s maiden name. He doubtfully looked at Hunter and scanned me again; oh right, “You must be?” that wasn’t a question. Hunter handed him his ID, “I’m Hunter Dimitri; my fiancé is waiting for me. Could you please tell me where our table is?” he heard no reply; the admin just assisted him to the reserved table. There, he saw his lovely fiancé looking at her phone; annoyance was surprisingly visible on her beautiful face, and she had a wine glass in her left hand, Hunter saw two empty champagne