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Chapter 167: Echoes in the Bloodline
The Romanov estate had never felt so quiet, yet so alive with tension. After the shocking return of the red-painted chess knight and the mysterious disappearance of Lorenzo's ancient scroll, the family had been on edge. Power had returned, but its absence had left behind an unmistakable trace whoever had infiltrated the estate hadn’t just come to steal. They came to declare war… with precision. Inside the war room, Harper’s fingers danced across the console keyboard, trying to trace the power anomaly and the ghost signal. It was like chasing a phantom in the fog. No doors had been breached, no surveillance had failed, no physical locks compromised yet the scroll had vanished, and in its place, that crimson-painted symbol of impending war sat mockingly. “Whatever force we’re dealing with,” Harper muttered, “they’re not just tech-savvy they’re ritualistic. Psychological. They want us to be afraid.” Aiden stood at the far window, arms folded. His silhouette loomed in the soft moonli
Chapter 166: Symbols in the Silence
The Romanov mansion was quieter than usual, but the silence wasn't peaceful, it was analytical. At the heart of the estate, deep in the strategy room hidden behind the east wing's library, Aiden, Silvana, Lorenzo, Harper, and now Gregory sat huddled around a long table. Projectors threw enlarged images onto the sleek walls. the charred remnants of the vault, a burned insignia, the identical mark found beneath Braise’s holding cell, and now most disturbingly etched in blood on the box that had arrived earlier with the shattered chess knight. The black knight had been a symbol Aiden's father once used in clandestine operations: a move made when negotiations had failed, and power alone remained. But this mark predated all of them. Aiden leaned forward, his voice low and razor-sharp. “You’re certain this symbol has no traceable origin?” Harper crossed his arms. “I’ve gone through every intelligence file, ancient family logs, secret Romanov vaults, even old KGB blacklists. Nothing. But
Chapter 165: Shattered Illusions
The Romanov estate was quiet that morning.Birds chirped beyond the frosted windows, the trees lining the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze, and for once, tranquility hung over the estate like a fragile veil. Inside, the staff moved with less urgency. The alarms were off. Harper hadn’t called for a briefing in over a week. The board hadn’t convened. The guards, though present, now walked their rounds without gripping their rifles like lifelines.It had been months since the last wave of crisis. And for Aiden Romanov, peace—even if fragile—was a gift he had no intention of squandering.Bryden was progressing well. The boy had adapted remarkably, now assisting Gregory with operations and strategy updates. Lorenzo often observed him from the balcony, a faint smile playing on his lips. Forgiveness had not come cheaply, but it had come fueled by the boy's quiet perseverance and sincere efforts.But elsewhere... a storm was quietly building.In the shadows of the estate, Amelia crept o
Chapter 164 – The Ashes and the Vanishing
The smoke that choked the underground vault still hadn’t cleared.Chunks of concrete were strewn across the corridor. Wires sparked from the ceiling like angry snakes, and the flickering emergency lights cast an eerie glow over the destruction.From the shattered remains of the security vault, a low groan echoed.Aiden Romanov was alive.Buried under rubble, bloodied and barely conscious, Aiden clawed his way free, coughing violently. The blast had ripped through the entire East wing of the mansion’s substructure. Had it not been for Silvana’s last-second warning and Gregory’s rerouted security system, he’d have been vaporized in the core detonation.“Sir he’s here!” came a distant voice.It was Romanov security a strike team that had been combing through the wreckage since the breach. They rushed forward, pulling Aiden from the rubble. Blood trickled down his temple. His ribs were likely cracked. But he was breathing.He was alive.Silvana, who had refused to leave the search zone d
CHAPTER 163: The Vault of No Return
The air inside the vault thickened with pressure as the reinforced doors groaned open. Red emergency lighting bathed the chamber in a surreal glow, casting jagged shadows over Zain’s figure as he stepped in. Behind him, Orlov followed slowly, his cybernetic eye scanning the intricate patterns engraved on the chamber walls—symbols of legacy, sacrifice, and blood.They had arrived.The Vault of the First Romanov.Buried deep beneath the estate’s original foundations, the vault was a myth even to most board members—a place where secrets too dangerous for data files were stored in coded genetic encryption and crystalline memory strands.Zain turned slowly, watching the chamber come to life. The biometric gates shimmered, projecting phantasmal images of Romanov ancestors. Suspended in an energy field at the center of the room was a crystalline orb—the Heart of Stavos.“This,” Zain whispered, “is where it all ends… and where it all begins again.”He pulled out a data-spike from his coat and
CHAPTER 162: Ashes of the Father
The Romanov mansion's control room dimmed, bathed in the dull amber hue of emergency lights. Harper’s voice crackled over the loudspeakers as she patched into all sectors of the estate.“Enemy strike force confirmed. Approaching from all known sectors north, east, and the hidden creek path. Coordinated pattern. They’re not probing. They’re coming.”Aiden stood at the center, his silhouette cast against the main screen where Orlov’s face, twisted by age and vengeance, dominated the feed. The man who once tried to eradicate the Romanovs now marched beside Zain the traitorous blood who once swore loyalty as family.“They want to bury our name in the ashes of betrayal,” Aiden muttered. “But they’ve underestimated the fire they’ve just walked into.”Lorenzo entered, dressed in tactical armor, still regal despite the weight of the years.“They’ve surrounded the estate, but they don’t know we’re expecting them,” he said. “Let’s give them a welcome worthy of the Romanov legacy.”Silvana, stan
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