Aiden frowned at her words, but it quickly disappeared before it was seen. It was dark and raining heavily, there was no way he could leave since he didn’t have a car and hasn’t thought of place to stay, there was only one place he could run to but he wasn’t sure if it was still safe. He turned to the patriarch who was still looking in his direction with indifference. “I have to leave right away?” Aiden inquired.
The man nodded his head. “The five years are up and from now onwards, you would no longer be a part of our family so it is only right that you leave immediately. I won’t pursue what you did to my grandson.”Aiden felt conflicted. “But it’s late-”“And what does that got to do with us, why don’t you hurry out of here, we don’t have forever.” Ruby, his ex mother in law interrupted him. She couldn’t wait for him to leave.“My mother is right. Could you take your daughter and leave my house, and you must never return here.” Amelia said. “Okay, I hope you don’t regret your actions I’m the future,” With no other option, Aiden turned around and walked towards his daughter’s room. He carefully packed all of her things into a suitcase, all of them were bought by him so it wasn’t right to leave them behind, once he was done, he gently roused the sleeping girl awake. “Sweetie.”“Daddy?” Zia yawned as she sat up, she still looked very sleepy but she forced out a smile. “Is it morning yet? Is mummy here to see me?”“No honey,” He wondered how to break the news to her but soon decided against it. “You and I are going on a trip.”“Right now?” She looked at him suspiciously.“Yes. Just you and I.”“But it’s raining.”“I know, it’s important that we go right away or we might miss the best part.” “What about mummy?”“She would have to find us, we are going to play a game of hide and seek with her.” He lied to her once again. At the sound of the game, all sign of sleepiness disappeared from Zia’s eyes. “Okay!” she hurriedly got out of bed and slipped into her warm, comfortable bunny shoes. Aiden wore her a jacket to keep her warm, he found it hard to look her in the face since he was lying.After getting her dressed up properly, he grabbed the suitcase and led her to the guestroom where he had stayed for five years but there was no emotional attachment to it. All he had could hardly fill up a suitcase, so he moved all of Zia’s things into the suitcase. “Zia, when you meet your mummy soon, do not say anything to her or anyone else, we can’t let her find us easily, do you understand?”“Yes daddy. It would be a secret.”“That’s my smart girl.” He gently ruffled her hair. Holding the suitcase in one hand and Zia with the other, they both set out of the room towards the living room where the rest of the family are gathered. Zia was true to her words, she was smiling as they were leaving and never did she say a word to anyone. As they stepped out of the house into the pouring rain, Aiden carried his daughter with one hand, placing her face on his shoulder to shield her from the rain, then pulled the suitcase with his free hand. It had wheels so it’s was easy to drag along.It was dark and cold, no one could be seen on the streets, there were no taxis so under the pouring rain, Aiden could be seeing walking on the lonely road. Before he moved to the Reyes family, he had an apartment, he continued to renew the rent despite the fact that he wasn’t leaving in it. He still hoped that it was in a good shape for the night. It was quite a distance away from the Reyes mansion but Aiden was determined to walk the distance. “Daddy, I want to walk.” Zia’s teeth were chittering and she was also shivering.“Are you sure, honey? We would soon get to our hide out.” He tried to convince her otherwise.But she was insistent. “I’m a big girl, I want to walk.”Without an option, he had to place her down so she could walk besides him. As Aiden was about to grab the suitcase, he heard the roaring of engine coming to life. It was so sudden, and Aiden felt the impact of a car hitting him, throwing him off balance and him being slammed on the wet group. He heard Zia’s loud scream as he crashed to the ground. The car drove off immediately, with the driver leaving this words “You should only blame your luck!”Aiden carefully opened his eyes, he found the act of opening his eyelids very hard, coupled with the pain that was shooting from every corner of his body, he could only hiss in pain. When he could finally open his eyes, everything before him was blurry, he found it hard to breathe and his sides were hurting, which meant he must have broken at least a rib or two. “Daddy!” Zia rushed to his side, tears flowing down her cheeks uncontrollably.“Sweetie, I’m fine. You have to stop crying.” Aiden forced himself to sit up, and pulled her into his arms. Zia didn’t stop crying so Aiden had to keep hugging her, reassuring her for a long time.Moments later, he forced himself to his feet, ignoring the pain that was shooting from his sides. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from yelling out, he went to grab the suitcase continued his journey with Zia who still sobbed quietly.About an hour passed before the pair arrives before a small building, Aiden hurriedly fished out the key from his pocket. “We’re here.”
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Chapter 228– The Dawn of Unity
The fortress, once cloaked in shadows of tyranny, now shone with the golden light of dawn. Smoke from battle still curled in the distance, but the air was filled not with cries of despair—but with the sound of hope reborn. The Romanov empire, scarred yet unbroken, breathed again.Aiden stood upon the great balcony of the throne room, overlooking the sea of hunters, soldiers, and villagers below. They raised banners not in fear, but in reverence—for the man who had returned from ashes to reclaim his destiny.Beside him stood Silvana, their newborn in her arms, Zia holding tightly to her mother’s gown. Their presence was not just symbolic—it was the reminder that everything he had fought for was flesh and blood, family and future.And then, through the great doors of the hall, came Lorenzo.The old man’s steps were slow, yet steady. His eyes glistened with unshed tears as he carried in his weathered hands the mantle of the Romanovs—the ancient crest that had symbolized the family’s domi
Chapter 227 – The Fall of Zain
The earth trembled with the sound of war drums. From the highest ridge overlooking the Romanov stronghold, torches burned like a sea of fire, stretching across the horizon. The hunters had gathered. Aiden Romanov stood at their front, armored in steel and resolve, his face a mask of focus. Tonight would not be another skirmish. Tonight was destiny.Behind him, Silvana held their newborn in her arms, Zia clutching tightly at her side. Though they remained in the safety of the hunters’ village, their presence fueled his resolve. Aiden whispered only once before leaving: “I return not as a ghost, not as a broken man,but as your shield.”The time had come to reclaim what was stolen.The hunters moved in disciplined formations, their chants echoing like thunder through the valley. Alongside them marched allies,families who had once been loyal to Romanovs but had abandoned Zain after his tyranny drove them to ruin. Every banner that rose bore the same symbol: not Zain’s crest, but Aiden’s.
Chapter 226 – Shadows at the Gate
The night in the hunters’ village was alive with the sound of hammers striking iron, bows being strung, and whispered chants of preparation. Fires burned in controlled pits, their smoke drifting toward the stars. For the first time in years, hope lived here,not a fragile ember, but a growing flame.Aiden Romanov stood at the heart of it all. Cloaked in black, his eyes burned with the calm of a man who had survived ruin and returned with purpose. Every command was precise. Every movement is measured. His fall had carved away arrogance, leaving something sharper,an edge no blade could match.But far beyond the village walls, another fire was being stoked,one of deceit.Zain’s Calculated BetrayalIn the Romanov mansion, Zain sat at a long table, maps spread before him, his finger tracing the borders of hunter territory. Around him, loyal generals waited, their faces grim.“My grandson believes himself clever,” Zain said softly, almost fondly. “He strikes caravans, steals wealth, and thin
Chapter 225 – The Trap and the Strike
The Romanov mansion had never felt colder to Bryden. Not because of the marble floors or the iron-boned windows, but because of the suffocating silence that came with Zain’s suspicion. Every servant’s glance lingered too long. Every guard’s step echoed like a warning.Bryden sat in the drawing room one late evening, the firelight flickering across his sharp features. He pretended to be absorbed in a book, but his mind was racing. He knew Zain was onto him. The man had ruled empires with paranoia as his compass; nothing slipped past him for long.And then it came,summons from his grandfather.Zain sat in the great chamber, a room adorned with relics of power: old banners, portraits of forefathers, and gilded trinkets stolen from fallen rivals. He looked every inch the emperor, though the lines around his eyes betrayed a man gnawed at by time and desperation.“Bryden,” he said, his voice silk over steel. “You’ve been… busy.”Bryden bowed his head. “I serve you, as always, Grandfather.”
Chapter 224 – The Storm Within
lThe Romanov mansion was too quiet. The kind of quiet that wasn’t peace but surveillance, as if every wall had grown eyes and every shadow whispered. Bryden had lived here long enough to know when he was being hunted—even if it was subtle, even if no blade had touched his throat yet.He sat at his desk, pretending to study old family records. His pen hovered above the paper, unmoving. His reflection in the polished glass of the cabinet across the room showed more than just his tired face—it revealed the faint flicker of movement at the corner of the doorway.They’re watching me.Zain was tightening his grip. Bryden could feel it in the shift of footsteps that lingered longer in the corridors, in the way guards who once ignored his comings and goings now greeted him with sharp nods and unblinking eyes. He left the mansion at night, but he never felt alone. He knew he was being shadowed, yet every time he turned, there was nothing.He clenched his fist. A mistake now could expose everyt
Chapter 223 – The Watchers’ Report
The Romanov mansion no longer felt like a home it had become a fortress under siege, ruled by suspicion. Zain sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his eyes shadowed by the dim light of the chandelier above. His posture was rigid, his fingers drumming against the polished surface as two of his trusted men stood before him. They had returned from the night’s duty—watching Bryden. “Tell me everything,” Zain’s voice cut through the silence like a sharpened blade. One of the men, a tall, scarred figure named Mikhail, bowed his head. “Sir, as instructed, we shadowed Bryden after he left the estate last night. He took the northern route, alone. No escorts, no explanation. He disappeared into the outskirts of the city for nearly two hours before returning.” Zain’s lips curled into something between a sneer and a smile. “And where exactly did he go?” The second man hesitated before answering. “We… could not follow too closely. He moved cautiously, as though aware of being watched.
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