Mr Colton brought his phone out and dialed a number. When the call went through, he spoke over the speaker,"You do have Steven's account number don't you?""Wire $500 billion into it right away.""Don't hang the call yet, you mushroom!""Immediately you do the transfer, give me a call."He hung the call then turned to Damien. "You seem like a very interesting guy, you lad. Who the fuck are you?"Damien chuckled. "Did he crack a joke? I bet you are so eager to look like a rump-fed ronyon when you laugh. How dare you fucking make a joke when my boss is being dead serious. Are you tired of living?"Albert was at it again, yelling and glaring. This time around, Mr Colton didn't say much. He just watched the both of them. "Let him be, Albert. I think he'll be more useful than I imagined."He took a pause. "You go bring the car around. Let's leave this shithole.""I can't leave you with this piece of shit."Albert was reluctant to leave. "Just go, I'll be fine.""No sir, I can't do th

Two days later, Damien, fully recovered and agile, was working down the street of the neighborhood where he used to live in. The neighbourhood where he used to stay with his grandpa. Where the room stolen by the uncle was situated."I have tried to speak of kindness enough, but it seems like a foreign language to y'all."He was standing at the front of the half-standing gate of the compound."It's all on you, Vegas for not schooling your children right."He sent a kick into the gate and it went flying into the air. Again."Who the hell was that?""Who the hell did that?"Two women came out yelling. Damien didn't for once wait to hear them out. He stomped towards the room. His former room.In his hand was a jerrycan."Are you deaf? I'm talking you!!!""It's the bad luck bringer... what does he think he is doing?"He got to the front of the room and halted. His face had folded into a terrible frown. His eyes lacked pity and piety. He looked like he had been dining with the devil all his

The pace of life on the island was intercepted by the sky which seemed very gloomy. The sun which had started out bright and wild was fanned cold and out by the waving banners of the black clouds.It hadn't rained on the island for over seven months. Whatever rain which came was either missing a turn or pulling a prank. But the island was fertile enough and had nutrient which could keep the plants strong and edible.A cannibal who was carrying a big boat on his head was seen treading the path which led towards the crashing waves of the open sea. As he walked closer, he could her the waves louder and clearer.It would seem as though his big muscles and fat veins would tear out of his flesh because of how ruthlessly the weight of the boat compelled them to work, but the face of the Cannibal looked unbothered. As though he had only a feather on his head.Behind the cannibal were approaching footsteps. Footsteps which sounded gentle but paced. The nine girls."What if it doesn't work?""C

Damien looked around him. The environment he was standing in at that moment brought back a lot of memories. It was like an outcast standing at the presence of a king. No, not for sentence. Boldyville Estate was the costliest geographic setting in the country. It was amongst the top fifty richest neighborhood in the entire world. The least apartment there cost about 2 billion dollars. An amount which Damien, in the past could never save up even in a century. Even if he did twenty shifts in a day. No hundred. The estate had beautiful scenes. And the point where Damien was standing on was the costliest of the Boldyville Estate. He was standing at the front of a twelve star hotel called Jadeite Inn. This hotel was one of the reasons this neighborhood ranked as one of the top best across the world. The structure was made from pure Mable, the floor sapphire, the walls crystal clear. You could see yourself in it. You don't need a mirror.There was a breathtaking waterfall at the front o

Not only did the least apartment in Boldyville Estate cost $2 billion dollars. After buying an apartment, momentarily, the owner of the apartment would pay $100 million dollars annually for basic developmental updates. This exorbitant cost of living had set many Ceo's, Investors and rich men trusting their heels away from the apartment.Men who had strived all their lives to become rich would never think of coming to spend such luxury in that estate. After all, you could get a house which looked like a palace in other places for a billion dollars. Not having to pay a dime to anyone after the purchase had been made.Those who came to purchase apartments in the estate where super rich men. Men who could spend about a billion on food and not bat an eye.That was one of the reasons that there were still about fifty empty apartments in the estate. In short, a full blocks had never been frequented by any man, no matter how rich.The costliest apartment in the estate was about $320 billion.