The Rise Of Karion Kross: I'm Now A Billionaire

Chapter 001

Karion’s POV:

“We’re over, Karion.”

One sentence, three words, yet they hit me square in the chest like a brick thrown at full force.

Over? A relationship of five years, over just like that?

For a second, everything went quiet.

Not silence, more like my ears had stopped working properly.

My lips parted, or at least, I felt them part, but no sound came out.

Instead, my eyes stayed glued to the scene in front of me, the direct answer to why my relationship was coming to an end.

The scattered underwear on the floor.

Maddie’s bra, the one I bought for her on her birthday. Her panties tossed carelessly beside the bed.

And then, another man’s clothes. A shirt I recognized very well. A watch I had seen on his wrist many times.

Jubril, my best friend since we were kids, sat naked on our bed, arms wrapped around my Fiancee.

My chest tightened, my lungs refusing to cooperate as though someone had wrapped an invisible rope around them and pulled hard. I opened my mouth once again, this time to breathe, but the air felt thick, heavy, like it didn’t want to enter me.

I blinked once, a feeble at to get rid of the scene before me. It didn’t work.

They were still there, champagne glasses in their hands and not a trace of shame on their faces.

Not even the decency to scramble or pretend I wasn’t standing there watching my life crumble apart.

My knees trembled as I took another step into the room, my fingers tightening painfully around the small box in my hand.

“No… you can’t do this to me, Maddie,” my voice came out broken, weak, nothing like the man I thought I was. “I’ve invested too much time, too much effort into this relationship.”

My legs felt like they could give out any second, but I forced myself to stay standing.

Maddie scoffed, rolling her eyes as if I was the inconvenience here.

“You held me down in a relationship filled with suffering and poverty, thinking it was love,” she said coldly. “What did you expect? That you’d walk in here with that cheap ring of yours and ask me to be your wife?”

Her words sliced deep into my heart, each one more painful

“The only reason I agreed to be your girlfriend was because I thought you had a future,” she continued. “A future that was going to change mine. But I was dearly wrong.”

My heart clenched violently.

I slowly looked down at the engagement ring in my hand.

The ring I had bought barely an hour ago.

The last money in my account gone. Money I could have used for food, transport, anything, but I chose her. I chose tonight. I chose us.

And now it felt like I was holding the biggest joke of my life.

“There’s still a way we can fix this,” I said desperately, stepping closer, my pride completely forgotten. “I can take more part-time jobs. I can sell some of my house items. I can—”

She laughed.

Not a nervous laugh. Not an awkward one.

A cruel, mocking laugh.

“Even if you sold every single property to your name, it still wouldn’t get me a Birkin bag,” she said. “But my baby over here?” She leaned closer to Jubril, resting her head against his shoulder. “He got me one while coming. That’s how a real man treats his woman.”

My gaze followed hers to the table.

The orange Hermes carton sat there quietly, like a silent witness to my humiliation.

My throat tightened.

“I might not have gotten you a Birkin bag,” I said, my voice trembling, “but I paid for your entire college fees. I sacrificed getting myself a car so I could buy one for you, just so it’d be easier for you to move around in school. I did everything I could to make you happy.”

She didn’t flinch.

She didn’t hesitate.

“From the first day you got me that car, it’s been nothing but stress,” Maddie snapped. “One day it’s the engine, the next day it’s the AC. Nothing ever works fine because that thing isn’t even worth four thousand dollars.”

She stood up from the bed, completely naked, not caring that I could see her, and picked up a set of car keys.

“If you want to see a real car,” she said, waving the keys in my face, “there’s a three-hundred-thousand-dollar car parked outside. I’m sure you saw it on your way in.”

My hands shook violently.

“Please,” I whispered, my voice cracking as tears burned my eyes. “I’m begging you, babe. I can overlook this cheating. Please… I can’t survive without you. Don’t leave me.”

The room felt smaller. Tighter. Like the walls were closing in on me.

That was when he finally spoke.

“I decided not to say anything at first,” the voice came, calm, amused. “I wanted her to explain things properly to you. But it looks like you’re just too naïve—too stupid—to see the truth.”

I turned slowly.

Jubril.

The man I once called my brother.

The man I trusted more than anyone else.

He leaned back casually, sipping his champagne, eyes filled with mockery.

“What is wrong with you, honestly?” he continued. “Have you no self-respect at all?”

“Please, I’m begging you, babe,” he repeated in a mocking tone, mimicking my voice perfectly.

Maddie burst out laughing.

My heart shattered.

“Don’t you have any dignity left?” Jubril added. “She said you’re too poor for her. So go find someone on your level.”

Tears fell freely down my face now.

I didn’t bother wiping them.

Jubril and I grew up together. Shared food. Shared dreams. Slept on the same floors when we had nothing. I helped him secure the contract that changed his life just last month. I stood by him when no one else did.

And this was how he repaid me.

By sleeping with my fiancée.

The engagement ring box slipped from my fingers and hit the floor with a soft clink.

Something snapped inside me.

The pain, the humiliation, the betrayal—it all twisted into something dark and uncontrollable. My vision blurred, my body moving before my mind could stop it.

I stormed toward the bed.

I grabbed Jubril by the neck and yanked him up.

“You were my brother!” I roared, punching him with everything I had. “How could you do this to me?!”

The impact felt good.

Before I could land another hit, he reacted.

Without a word, he grabbed the champagne glass beside the bed and flung its contents straight into my eyes.

I screamed, stumbling back as my vision went white.

Then—

The sound of glass shattering filled the room.