Chapter 75: The 50% Milestone & The Dragon’s Peak Pavilion (Part - 2)

"Rick, wait, where are you going?" Victoria asked anxiously, her logical brain entirely overriding her lust, as she pointed a shaking, manicured finger toward the winding road ahead. "You need to turn the car around right now, because this road only leads to the Dragon’s Peak Pavilion, and it is completely restricted to the public!"

Rick did not even tap the carbon-ceramic brakes, as a wicked, highly arrogant smirk completely stretched across his face, entirely unbothered by her frantic warning, simply pushing the accelerator down even harder.

"I know exactly where it leads," Rick stated flatly, his deep voice carrying an immense, unyielding confidence, "That is exactly where we are celebrating tonight."

"Are you completely insane?!" Victoria shrieked in pure panic, completely terrified that his massive ego was going to get them violently arrested or shot. "Dragon’s Peak is a literal billionaire fortress! It is owned by a massive, untraceable ghost conglomerate, and it is so ridiculously exclusive that even with my entire hotel empire, I could not even afford to buy a single toilet in that estate!"

"They have elite, heavily armed mercenaries guarding the perimeter, Rick!" Victoria pleaded desperately, as she grabbed his broad forearm, completely trying to stop him from courting death. "Money literally means absolutely nothing to those people, and they will absolutely forcefully drag us out of this car at gunpoint for trespassing!"

Rick let out a loud, booming laugh that completely drowned out the roaring engine, entirely ignoring her pathetic, frog-in-a-well perspective, as he effortlessly took a sharp hairpin turn at a completely illegal speed, rocketing higher up the dark mountain.

"Sit back and relax, Victoria," Rick commanded lazily, as his dark eyes locked entirely onto the massive, imposing structure appearing in the distance. "I told you, you belong to me now, which means you don’t need to fear a single soul on this entire planet."

The matte-carbon hypercar devoured the remaining miles, as they rapidly approached a massive, fifty-foot-tall stone wall that completely blocked the entire mountain pass, looking exactly like an impenetrable military stronghold designed to withstand an absolute siege.

Towering directly in the center of the massive wall were two gigantic, solid steel gates, completely flanked by heavily armed, elite security guards wearing tactical black uniforms and carrying heavy submachine guns.

Victoria’s face turned a violent, sickly shade of pale white, as she completely shrank back into the luxurious leather passenger seat, entirely expecting the mercenaries to raise their weapons and aggressively order the vehicle to halt.

"Rick, please!" Victoria whimpered pathetically, completely terrified of the looming, heaven-defying authority of the Dragon’s Peak guards, "They are going to shoot us!"

But Rick did not slow down, as he simply downshifted the massive engine, letting the Koenigsegg coast smoothly directly toward the heavily armed checkpoint, radiating the suffocating, untouchable aura of a true emperor returning to his throne.

The lead mercenary, a massive, scarred giant who looked like he had survived a dozen bloody underground wars, immediately stepped forward, raising his heavy tactical flashlight to aggressively inspect the approaching hypercar.

But the absolute second the bright beam of light pierced the tinted windshield, and the guard’s hardened eyes locked directly onto Rick’s completely unbothered, deadpan face, all the hostile, aggressive energy violently drained from the mercenary’s posture.

The guard’s eyes widened to the absolute limits of human anatomy, as his brain completely short-circuited, instantly recognizing the supreme, undeniable authority sitting in the driver’s seat, entirely overriding all of his basic security protocols.

Without a single fraction of a second of hesitation, the massive mercenary violently snapped his heavy combat boots together, standing at absolute, strict military attention, as he delivered a sharp, highly respectful salute directly toward the windshield.

"Welcome home, Boss!" the lead guard roared at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing violently through the quiet mountain air with pure, unadulterated reverence, as he frantically waved his hand at the heavily armored control booth. "Open the main gates immediately! The absolute Master has returned!"

Instantly, the remaining nineteen elite mercenaries rushed out from their tactical positions, forming two perfect, completely flawless rows flanking the driveway, as they all violently snapped into strict military salutes, completely lowering their weapons to the ground in absolute submission.

The heavy, towering solid steel gates groaned loudly, as they smoothly and rapidly swung wide open, completely exposing the breathtaking, ultra-luxurious, sprawling multi-billion dollar private estate hidden behind the massive stone walls, bathed in expensive, warm golden lighting.

Victoria’s jaw literally unhinged and dropped entirely to the floor, as her ice-blue eyes widened to the size of saucers, completely paralyzed by the sheer, mind-shattering impossibility of the reality unfolding right in front of her face.

Her brilliant, highly calculated corporate brain completely broke, as all the blood rushed violently to her head, entirely unable to process how this twenty-two-year-old man commanded such terrifying, god-like respect from the absolute highest tier of elite society.

"W-what... How...?" Victoria stammered pathetically, as her hands shook uncontrollably, staring at the saluting mercenaries in pure, heaven-defying shock, completely realizing she had eyes but completely failed to see the true immensity of Mount Tai.

Rick let out a dark, highly arrogant smirk, as he casually rested his hand on the steering wheel, completely bathing in the absolute awe radiating from the terrified Chairwoman.

"I told you not to worry," Rick mocked crudely, as he casually pressed the accelerator, smoothly driving the thirty-million-dollar hypercar straight through the open gates and directly into his new, two-billion-dollar absolute domain. "Because this entire mountain belongs to me."

Victoria slowly turned her head, as her ice-blue eyes stared at his sharp, unbothered profile like she was looking at a literal alien, completely unable to reconcile the young man she first met with the supreme, heaven-defying emperor driving this hypercar.

"Who exactly are you, Rick?" Victoria breathed heavily, her voice trembling with a chaotic mix of pure awe and deep, burning curiosity, as the Koenigsegg smoothly glided up the pristine, illuminated driveway toward the sprawling main villa.

"You own seventy-five percent of a global hotel empire, you drive a thirty-million-dollar hypercar, and now you casually claim a two-billion-dollar shadow fortress that international royalty cannot even step foot inside... How is this even physically possible?"

Rick let out a dark, highly arrogant laugh, as he effortlessly steered the mechanical beast to a halt right in front of the massive, diamond-glass front doors of the pavilion, completely ignoring her desperate need for logical answers.

He turned his head and looked deeply into her hazy, submissive eyes, as he reached out and casually traced a rough finger down her pale, shivering jawline, radiating the suffocating aura of a true apex predator.

"Stop trying to calculate my wealth, Victoria, because your brilliant corporate brain will literally explode trying to count that high," Rick sneered lazily, a wicked, highly villainous smirk completely stretching across his face, entirely maintaining his absolute mystery.

"Just remember one simple rule for tonight... you might be the freezing Chairwoman down in the city, but up on this mountain, you are just my dessert."