2026-02-15 07:40:01Chris kneeled in front of the Godfather, praying earnestly that he hadn’t crossed the most powerful man in the city.
“Look at me, son.” the don’s powerful voice called out to Chris.
Chris gently looked up. Immediately, his eyes glowed red as well as the Godfather’s.
“Your eyes… they’re red like mine.” Chris said with a puzzled look on his face.
Don chuckled, “Of course, my son. You are my grandson.”
Chris violently shook his head, “No… no way. I’m an orphan.”
“Not anymore.” The Don said in a low commanding tone.
As he spoke, he sat on his chair like a king.
Chris was confused.
All his life, he was called a nobody. A person without relations or family.
He even got used to being alone all his life till he met Charlotte.
How could he be the Godfather’s grandson?
It just doesn’t make sense.
“Wait…. But…” he said as he tried to approach the Godfather.
Instantly, the bodyguards stopped him from going further.
The Don raised his hand authoritatively, “Let him go.”
The men let him go and bowed to the Don.
“Chris, I know you have questions but now is not the time.” the Don said calmly.
“Why not?” Chris demanded.
Don Mikaelson sighed, “I’m getting old and I’m going to need an heir. And as my grandson, I can think of no better person than you to inherit my throne.”
He cleared his throat and continued, “So Chris Greene, would you like to take your place as my underboss and succeed me as the next Godfather?”
Chris stared at him, stunned. He? The next Godfather? How could destiny turn so sharply?
“You think I have what it takes? I’m just a nobody.” Chris said in a beat.
The Don chuckled. Then said, “Not yet. If you want to inherit the throne, you must first survive ten trials. Only then will you be fit to lead the Mikaelson syndicate.”
Don looked at him intently, “Or you could take a one time offer of $1 billion.”
Chris’s eyes widened.
“Walk away. Live your life in bliss. But you can never be part of this life again.” The Don finally said.
He clapped his hands and immediately, Lynda brought in the ring and the debit card.
He was to choose one of them.
Chris was in a dilemma
“A billion dollars or ten trials to become the head of the Mikaelson syndicate.” Chris said to himself.
“Have you come to a decision, my boy?” the Don asked in a low commanding tone.
“Yes, sir.” Chris said as he shook his head.
He picked up the debit card and smirked, “A billion dollars? It’s pretty decent compensation for abandoning me as a child.”
Don tightened his wrists. “Is he really picking the card?” he said to himself.
“But I want more.” Chris continued.
He picked up the ring, “I want to be your underboss or more precisely, the new Godfather.”
The Don laughed, “My boy. Your ambition is even greater than I imagined. I like it.”
Chris put the ring on his finger and smiled.
“That is called the eye of power. It’s the only one of its kind. Wear it, and you’ll be treated as a VIP at every Mikaelson syndicate establishment.” Lynda explained.
Chris nodded his head.
He was ready to do whatever it would take him.
He faced the Godfather, “So what’s next?”
The Don laughed again. Chris was being passionate and he loved it.
“If you want to be initiated, you must first face the ten trials. They’ll be dangerous and I won’t be there to help you but with each one you pass, you’ll gain money, power, women and anything your heart desires.” Don said passionately.
“So, what’s first?” Chris asked, standing strong.
“Lynda will fill you in.” Don said as he majestically stood up.
“But first, I need you to come to me. I want to show you something.” He said as he gestured with his hand to Chris.
Chris stepped closer carefully.
As soon as he got closer to the Godfather, he grabbed him by his shoulder and said, “Look into my eyes.”
Chris looked and immediately their eyes locked, it glowed red again but this time, the Don passed down his supernatural power to Chris
Chris groaned loudly, “Ha! What did you do to me?”
“Our eyes are the eyes of the Rom and I have awakened them in you with my blessing. Use them well.” He said with a powerful tone as he laughed softly.
The Godfather walked out as his bodyguards followed him.
Lynda called out to Chris, “Shall we begin?”
Chris smiled at her, “Yes, please.
They left the mansion together in a Mercedes Benz.
As Lynda drove, she explained his first task to him.
“Your first task is very simple, Mr. Greene.” She began.
“The Fin family is hosting a charity auction at our auction house. And the Godfather wants you there as our VIP.”
Aileen, Lynda’s assistant, was also with them. “Just show up with your signet ring and they should let you through.”
Chris looked at the ring again, “Okay… okay… but what’s the actual test?” he asked.
“The Godfather wants you to win auction item 15 but the money, that part’s on you.” Lynda said with a smile.
“What!?” Chris exclaimed. “Come on. I’m dead broke.”
“Exactly. That’s the whole point.” Lynda said as she gave him an assuring smile.
Panic rose inside Chris.
Where would the money for the auction item come from?
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Chris hurried through the lathering himself and rinsing both of them off, then turned off the shower head, the silence between them feeling heavier and far more electric than the water had been.Chris reached for a plush white towel from the heated rack, drying Michelle off. His broad hands moved over her shoulders, down the curve of her waist, and across her thighs, his touch lingering everywhere the cotton brushed. Michelle stood still under his care, her chest rising and falling in shallow, rapid breaths.When he wrapped a second towel around his own waist, Michelle reached out, her fingers taking his wrist."Don't," she whispered. She gently pulled the towel from his grip, letting it drop to the tiled floor. "You won't be needing that."A dangerous spark ignited deep in Chris’s eyes. Without a word, he lifted her into his arms. Michelle wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms sliding around his neck as he carried her out of the steaming bathroom and into the dark, silent maste
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Chris led Michelle through the doorway of the master bedroom and straight to the bathroom. The overhead rainfall shower hissed softly, as Chris turned it on.Chris stood behind Michelle in front of the large mirror, his hands coming around her waist to pull her back firmly against his body. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his eyes meeting hers in the glass. His dark eyes were filled with a sweet warmth that made her stomach flutter."Still hot?" Chris asked softly, his lips pressing a lingering kiss to the side of her neck."A little," Michelle whispered, her hands resting over his on her waist. "Mainly just eager."Chris smiled against her skin. He reached up to unlace the tight back of her lace corset, unlooping the silk cords one by one before the garment loosened completely and fell to the floor. Next came the gown, dropping down her hips until she stepped out of it entirely, standing before him in nothing but her delicate lace panties. She gently pulled that off too.Michelle
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The private glass elevator rose smoothly, carrying them away from the underground garage. Through the clear wall, the glowing lights of the city spread out far below them, but neither Chris nor Michelle was paying any attention to the view.The moment the doors slid shut, Chris stepped forward. His long arm reached around Michelle’s waist, pulling her back firmly against his chest.Michelle let out a soft gasp as her back met his body. She tilted her head up, and Chris instantly brought his lips down on hers in a deep and possessive kiss. His thumb gently stroked the soft skin of her jawline, tilting her head to deepen the angle as his tongue slid past her lips. Michelle turned around slowly in his arms, her gloved hands sliding up his tuxedo jacket to wrap tightly around his neck.His hand drifted down from her waist Slowly, deliberately, Chris reached down and gathered the silk hem of her gown, pulling it up past her knees, up her thighs, His broad hand slid up her inner thigh, his
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The Maybach rolled smoothly through the quiet city streets.Up front, Gideon glanced into the rearview mirror, keeping his hands steady on the leather steering wheel."The penthouse, boss?" Gideon asked Chris reached over, holding Michelle’s hand in his lap. "Take the long route along the coastal highway first, Gideon. No rush tonight.""Understood, boss," Gideon replied, giving a subtle nod of respect before turning the vehicle toward the dark, open stretch of the coastal road.As the city lights began to blur into long lines of yellow and white outside the tinted windows, the lingering tension of the evening fully dissolved. The auction, the public drama, and Julian’s desperate spectacle felt miles away.Michelle let out a long, quiet breath, sinking back into the plush leather seat. She turned her head to look at Chris. He had already unbuttoned his top collar button and loosened his dark blue silk tie. His posture was completely relaxed. He was no longer the terrifying man who ha
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Julian stayed frozen on his knees on the dark red carpet, staring blankly at the floor.Reporters shoved their microphones straight into his face, their camera lenses zooming in close. Camera flashes popped continuously in his eyes."Mr. Moore! Is it true Moore Capital just lost nearly two hundred million dollars on fake glass?" a reporter yelled."Mr. Moore, care to comment on Miss Antonio’s rejection?" another called out. "Is the engagement completely off?"Julian didn't answer. He couldn't speak, his hands were trembling, and he knelt there holding the open velvet box.Mark hurried over, grabbing Julian frantically by the arm. "Sir! Get up! Please, get up! The cameras are recording everything! We need to leave through the back door right now!"Julian let Mark pull him up to his feet, but his legs were shaking.Up on the stage, Michelle turned to Chris with a soft smile. "Let's get out of here, Chris," Michelle said quietly. "We've seen enough of this circus.""Alright," Chris agree
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The entire ballroom went dead silent. The heavy silence lasted for three full seconds before Julian’s face distorted into a mix of confusion and rage. He stared down at Chris, his hands shaking as he gripped the edge of his table."What did you just say?" Julian barked, his voice dropping. "What kind of cheap lie are you trying to pull now?"Chris didn't answer him directly. He stood up from his seat, walked toward the side of the stage, and took the wireless microphone straight from the hands of the stunned usher. He turned to face the crowd."Item 12, the Heart of Empress Isabella, is not a two-hundred-year-old royal artifact," Chris said into the microphone. "It is a synthetic glass composite manufactured in a laboratory four years ago. The total value of the stone and the setting is roughly fifteen thousand dollars."Loud murmurs instantly erupted across the front rows. Several older investors in tailored suits stood up from their tables, staring at the stage in shock.Julian let
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