Tonight wasn't just a party—it was a battlefield disguised in perfume, pearls, and power.
The gala, organized under the guise of unity, was funded by the mysterious Trillionaire Council—a secret conglomerate of families with influence across education, technology, and politics.
Every billionaire's heir and heiress seemed to have flown in.
Elina Moreno, 22, Spanish-Kenyan fashion mogul's daughter, designer, and fashion icon. Flirtatious, brilliant, carries a scar on her thigh from a past assassination attempt.
Shawn Yue, 25, AI prodigy from Shanghai, quiet, calculating, has a photographic memory. Known for creating the viral dating app "Affair."
Vivienne Alonzo, 23, daughter of a media tycoon, known for her seductive voice and power-hungry nature. Once dated both Ace and Shawn. Currently eyeing Ochieng.
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Naomi adjusted her midnight-blue gown, hands trembling. Ochieng stood beside her, his tux trimmed with gold.
"They're here to hunt," she whispered.
"Then let them," he replied, sipping his champagne with a calm that made her nervous.
Across the room, Juliette entered in a blood-red slit dress, walking like the daughter of vengeance.
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Behind a curtain of ivy near the grand balcony, Tasha met with Vivienne.
"Your mission is simple," Tasha said, handing her a thumb drive. "Break Naomi. Seduce Ochieng. Record everything."
Vivienne smirked. "I can do that in my sleep."
Tasha: "He's not like the others."
Vivienne: "Neither am I."
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The elite students were divided by their net worths. Each table was labeled by family names.
Ochieng walked to the front and, without warning, grabbed the mic.
"Let's stop pretending," he began. "Half of you want me dead, the rest want to own me."
Laughter. Then silence.
"But I built my empire from a couch and a laptop. Your trust funds can't buy what I've earned."
Elina stood up, clapping.
"You've got guts, handsome."
Ace, seated nearby, raised a brow. "He's got more than that. He's got enemies."
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Ochieng danced with Naomi, but Vivienne cut in.
"May I?"
Naomi froze. Ochieng didn't resist.
Vivienne: "Tell me, Ochieng. Have you ever been kissed under a chandelier as it explodes?"
He smirked. "Not yet."
Just as they spun, a chandelier above them began to tremble. Then—
BOOM!
Glass rained down. Screams echoed. A gas filled the room.
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As everyone fled, Ochieng stayed still, shielding Naomi.
Tasha activated her wrist device.
"Protocol Eternum unlocked."
Hidden doors swung open beneath the ballroom, revealing a steel elevator.
Only three names had access.
Ochieng.
Tasha.
And shockingly… Juliette.
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Deep underground, the room opened to reveal The Throne of Legacy—a command room controlling satellites, shareholdings, global media outlets, and war stocks.
Juliette looked at Ochieng.
"You weren't meant to sit here."
He stepped forward.
"No… I was born for it."
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