FATAL TROUBLE (REVERSE HAREM)

Part 99

The grand hall of the Vampfield Enterprise building was a testament to wealth and power, a symbol of the empire built by the hands of four men—leaders of a business that dictated industries beyond borders.

The Four Heirs

Lee Heeseung, the eldest among them, was the son of the CEO, destined to take the throne. He was raised with the belief that everything had a price, including loyalty and respect. His father had drilled into him that a company was not built on emotions but on ruthlessness, and Heeseung had adopted that mindset early. He was sharp, calculative, and had no patience for those who couldn't keep up.

Then there was Park Sunghoon, the son of the company's president, a position just under Heeseung's father. Unlike Heeseung, who wielded his power like a sword, Sunghoon played the long game, using charm and manipulation to get what he wanted. His father always reminded him that business was about control—not just over money, but over people. Sunghoon learned to be patient, always waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Park Jongseong, Sunghoon's cousin, was the son of Vampfield Enterprise's foreign business partner. He had grown up abroad, exposed to a different kind of wealth, where money could buy you status, freedom, and influence. But despite his international upbringing, Jay always felt like an outsider among them, needing to prove that he was just as deserving of power as the rest. He was unpredictable—sometimes aggressive, sometimes distant, but always playing to win.

Lastly, Sim Jaeyun, the son of the company's biggest investor. His father had bet everything on Vampfield Enterprise, and when the company soared to success, so did Jake's family. But unlike the others, Jake had the most to lose. He blamed his father for his mother's death, and Jake knew that their family's wealth was not as deep-rooted as the rest. He had to fight harder, be smarter, and take risks no one else would. He didn't just want power—he needed it.

From the moment they could walk, they were pitted against each other—competing for favor, dominance, and a higher seat at the table. Fights, betrayals, and schemes were common. They were allies when convenient, enemies when necessary.

It was an unspoken rule: the sons of Vampfield Enterprise did not trust each other.

At age twelve, they were already well-versed in power plays. During a rare company retreat in the mountains, their fathers had locked them in a cabin room, expecting them to bond. Instead, they turned the place into a war zone.

"You think just because your dad runs this place, you own it?" Sunghoon sneered at Heeseung, arms crossed.

"Technically, I do," Heeseung shot back, smug.

Jay scoffed. "You're all fighting for a company that doesn't even belong to you yet. What a joke."

Jake, who had been silent, finally spoke. "Maybe we should settle this with something other than words."

Heeseung raised a brow. "What are you suggesting?"

"A game," Jake grinned. "The winner gets to call the shots for the rest of the trip."

The challenge? A brutal, unrestrained game of survival in the forest behind the cabin. No rules, no limits—just a battle of wit and strength.

It started with alliances. Heeseung and Sunghoon naturally teamed up, believing themselves to be the strongest. Jay, always preferring the lone wolf approach, went solo. Jake, the underdog, used his agility to outmaneuver them all.

But things took a dark turn when Jay, in a fit of frustration, pushed Sunghoon too hard, sending him tumbling down a slope. The moment his scream pierced the air, the game stopped.

For a second, they all just stood there—silent, stunned.

Then Heeseung rushed forward, ignoring their rivalry, reaching out to help. Jake and Jay followed.