Novels by Grim

Aiden bounced into a building with a glittering glass facade. But nothing compared to the shimmer inside, a set of beautiful expensive cars for the rich buds of society."Whoooh!" Aiden exclaimed and walked towards a black Lamborghini. Aventador.He ducked a little, running his hands through the landscape when a salesman approached him."Would you please move away from the car. That's high above you," the other cars are over there. "Follow me."Aiden ignored him for a brief second, his mind locked on the car's grandeur."Nope," he broke his silence. "I want this one.""And I want the planet," the salesman replied, paranoid. "You see the similarity here? Both of us can't have it... Now, would you step away from the car. It's not a toy."Aiden glanced at it again then knocked twice on the trunk. "It's a grown man's toy."He then stepped up to the salesman, "Actually, the difference between me and you is, I'd be back for my car with cash. And give you a little reason to live in on the pl

The next morning Aiden bounced through the doors of the Green House inc. with elegance effusing from his gait.First thing first, he got into the elevator and went upstairs.After a long walk through the hallway he stopped at the door that reads 'CEO' and knocked twice then peeked in, "Is there anything I can clean for you, Mr CEO."The CEO stood up from his chair like he's seen a ghost. "Who're you? I got a call from the Miss Guerrero herself.""I'm just a cleaner," Aiden casually replied."No you're not. She won't threaten to fire me if you were ordinary. Tell me who you are?""You mentioned Miss Guerrero. Did you mean Mr?" Aiden stepped into the office quite confused."The Miss Guerrero," the CEO highlighted. She's the only woman amongst the 3 Guerrero's. She controls the food/farming sector of the Guerrero family business.""Hmm," a grin escaped Aiden's lips. "Interesting.""She's visiting today with Ethan Havemeyer who's dad got murdered. His dad and her had a good business relat

Becky drove by and stopped by Aiden's house. She dropped off the car with a laptop in her hand and headed straight to his door.Without knocking she inserted a key through the keyhole and twisted, making her way into the house successfully."What're you doing here?" Her eyes shrinked with surprise as she saw Aiden on the couch with his legs on the center table, a bottle of wine in his hand and a bag of chips on the edge of the chair.On the TV a reporter reported with the volume mute, Aiden didn't feel like listening."How did you get in?" He took his legs of the table with his face reciprocating the shock expression she has on."Spare key," she replied."Give it to me," he stretched his hand at her with a palm wide open.She threw the key at him and walked towards the adjacent couch, subsequently sitting down and putting the laptop on her thighs.With her eyes locked on it she started typing."Why're you not at work?" She questioned, her eyes still locked on the computer screen.Aide

After long minutes of driving she arrived in a suburban neighborhood and stopped the vehicle."I don't see any shops here," Aiden looked around."This is your neighborhood, Mr Fisher," She dropped from the car and pointed to a moderate bungalow, "And that's your house."While Aiden analyzed the area with his eyes she moved to the back of the car and pulled out a well packaged suit from the boot.She turned around to Aiden's side of the car and opened the door, throwing the suit on him and the keys to his new house concurrently."Work is tomorrow," she informed him and walked around to her side of the car again.Aiden was struck by surprise as the suit hit his laps."If you had this suit the entire time. Why did you let me go in there?""I thought you'd like to do your own shopping. Apparently, the suit came in handy," she entered her car and grabbed the steering wheel. "Now... get out of my car.""Let me get one thing straight, are you my bodyguard, manager, or sugar mummy?" He said w

"I'm a billionaire!" With his hands raised in the air he got off his knees and stared at himself in the mirror."I'm a fucking billionaire!"Suddenly the door opened reveling Mr Guerrero's secretary. "From now on I'm your bodyguard." She said with a fierce tone and then shut the door behind her without turning around to it."Bodyguard?""Get dressed," she picked up the key on the center table and threw it at him. "We have to get you a suit that fits your new job in the Green House. And of course, a stupid old car."She turned around to exit the house when Aiden halted her with a question... "What job?""He wants to make you the new production manager in the Green House but right now you don't have a college certificate or qualifications of any kind. So for now you're just a cleaner. For one week until he can fabricate qualifications for you," she briefed him. "He also said it's good to rise up the ranks slowly.""What!" Aiden exclaimed in confusion. "What about the mission?""Consider

A week later...Jeremy lay on a surgical table with a well equipped doctor carefully carving out his face in front of a window that has a netted cotton blocking the sun from fully illuminating the house.Few Days Later...Jeremy stood in front of a red hot plate of metal that's still being heated under a grill.He took a quick stare at his palms and then placed them both of the fury hot metal plate.All the veins in his arm simultaneously popped out, with an outburst of sweat on his forehead. He started quivering in the following seconds then a loud violent scream broke loose from his lips.3 Days Later...The morning sun shun through Jeremy's bedroom window. He immediately sat up on the bed shaking sleepiness off him.Then he stood up and walked towards the mirror in the room.On it he saw the reflection of the new Jeremy, much younger and much more handsome.The surgery has made him looked like a 22 years old, all part of Mr Guerrero's plan.A Few Weeks later...Jeremy sat on the co