Parker leaned against the edge of the railing, eyes narrowed at nothing in particular. The wind moved quiet across the compound below, but his mind was louder than ever.
Divine Fitness.
That na used to an little more than one of his early investnts. He used to think of it as... a solid step. A good move. Sothing with routine dividends and long-term safety. Nothing spectacular. Just that quiet $30 million that would dropp into his accounts like clockwork every month. It was supposed to be $50 million, but $20 million always got reinvested back into the business. And even then—he was younger in the ga—he respected that.
It told him Divine Fitness was a machine that fed itself.
But the funny part? He'd never actually asked how big the machine was. Never really calculated what it weighed. Not spiritually, not economically.
Until now.
Until Levi started pulling up numbers Parker should've known but didn't. Until the silence after the report made the gravity settle like a punch to the chest.
[Divine Fitness is a $100 billion company,] Levi had said.
And Parker? He just stood there. No dramatic gasp. No outburst. Just… the kind of stillness that only ca when your understanding of the world snapped clean in half.
"Half," he muttered now, under his breath. "Fifty billion. Just sitting there. With my na on it." That changed everything.
Back then, he'd just been playing with thoughts of buying and owning things that felt heavy, guessing their worth based on vibes. He thought Divine Fitness was a multimillion-dollar company. Maybe a billion or two if you stretched it.
Now?
He realized he'd been casually sitting on fifty billion like it was pocket change. That was the thing with Parker. He didn't chase to be rich. He chased weight. Power. Proof.
And this—this was proof.
He had fifty percent of Divine Fitness already. That made him half-owner of a $100B company. But now that he held Infinity Equivalent Exchange?
He could buy the rest.
He wouldn't even feel it.
But he wouldn't do it as Parker Black. No. That na couldn't show up in these circles. It was too tied to myth, to whispers, to bloodlines that lived in shadows. So instead—he'd do it through Infinity Holdings.
It'd be clean. Discreet. Strategic.
He tilted his head slightly. "Levi. Pull up my current cash balance."
There was a pause. Then—
[$412.364 billion,] Levi responded flatly.
Parker blinked once, slowly.
Damn.
He hadn't even processed how fast it all stacked.
It started small. After Nova Entertainnt, he was at $42.277 billion. Then ca the shopping with the girls—$87 million in cashback or maybe more but still... barely a drop.
But then—
He dropped $15 billion at Tessa's family automotive empire.
It ca back multiplied—$150 billion dropped in like a gift from the gods. Ava's $2 billion play into Summit & Wolfe brought him $20 billion. And buying Blackwood Co? That $20 billion purchase had returned $200 billion like it was nothing. He didn't even blink anymore when the numbers ca in like this.
Hundreds of billions.
That used to sound fictional. Delusional. Fantasy money.
Now it was his liquidity.
He chuckled once, lips twitching into sothing close to satisfaction.
"Levi..."
[Yes?]
Parker leaned back like a man with no rent to pay and all the ti in the world. His hand brushed over his jaw, a little smirk playing on his lips like a loaded secret. He was supposed to be reviewing system notifications, but now he was just ntally digesting how deep he sat in this ga.
Back then—when life was simpler, and the most stressful thing he did was ignore phone calls from Maya— but then the system gave him Divine Fitness where he was supposed to receive neat little dividend checks from Divine Fitness.
Thirty million dollars a month. Neatly split: twenty reinvested, ten to his account. Passive inco, baby and Parker hadn't even blinked when they'd told him the rest was getting pumped back into the business. Honestly, he'd just nodded like a sophisticated investor while sipping on overpriced espresso and pretending he understood stock dilution.
But truthfully?
He'd never once thought about what the company actually weighed.
Divine Fitness had always felt like a strong startup flex, not a fucking gaton corporate bomb. It wasn't until now—weeks later, with a system singing him symphonies of his wins—that he'd realized sothing.
This bitch was worth a hundred billion.
Hundred. Billion.
Parker blinked like the numbers had just slapped him across the face.
"… I was walking around with a billion-dollar house key and calling it a gym mbership."
Hypothetically speaking—and Levi did all the hypothetical maths while sipping taphorical tea—Parker owned 50% of Divine Fitness. Which ant, by all definitions of logic and bankability, he sat on $50 billion. Just chillin'. Like spare change in the back pocket of a rich man's jeans. If he bought the rest of the company now? He'd only be grabbing the other half. Easy peasy. But here's the thing—
"No, sir," Parker muttered, tapping the air like he was vetoing a bad Tinder bio. "A king doesn't sign things. Kings sign kingdoms."
So he had another plan—a smarter one. He wasn't gonna buy Divine Fitness personally. Nah. He was going to have Infinity Holdings do it. His shadow empire. His walking, breathing cheat code of a corporation. Because if you're gonna conquer the world, at least have a cool-ass shell company with sleek branding and zero liabilities.
"Levi," he said, eyes glowing with that delicious chaos he wore like cologne. Hundreds of billions deep. And hungry. The kind of hungry that made world leaders sweat and Wall Street twitch. Parker chuckled, dark and low. "This isn't just money anymore," he whispered. "It's montum."
And montum?
That was the kind of drug a Nyxilith could get addicted to.
"So… $412.364 billion, huh?" Parker muttered, a smirk curling his lips. He didn't even hesitate.
With a ntal flick, he sent $300 billion directly into Infinity Holdings—clean, silent, untraceable by human ans. And just like that, he was left with $112.364 billion in personal liquidity. That was the real weapon.
Why keep it sitting dead in his card when he could let it breathe magic sowhere it played like a cheat code?
His phone lit up almost instantly.
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