The Academy of Sciences was the last place Steven Gold wanted to find himself at. But here he was, explaining to his lecturers why he skipped school for a month. They understood his sister's situation and allowed him off the hook.“Hey!” his close friend Jeremy greeted, sitting beside him. “How are you?” Steven asked. “I am getting myself back together. He was buried last week.”Steven’s heart sank. “Your father was a good man.”“Yeah, he was. I wish I know who killed him.”Steven felt like a monster. He couldn't tell him his mafia father killed him. The Black Draculas killed him! The poor boy didn’t know how vulnerable his father was. Who owes the Mafia millions?“Since your father is a Mafia, could you help me find the killers?” Jeremy trusted him that much. “I do not get involved in my dad’s business.”“Come on! It is just the connection I need.”“I promise you do not want to get involved.”The door opened and a beautiful lady walked in swaying her hips. She blew a kiss at Ste

“Steve, I need your help!” Sharon pleaded as he walked into the school stadium. “You want to seduce me again and send a clip to my father?”The statement grossed her.“Stop! Don’t put it that way.”“I cannot believe you are such a slut. I trusted you.”Sharon held back her tears. “I am not a slut. Your father contacted me through my father. I had to help because your father insisted.”“How much did he pay you?” “Steven, I do not like this….”“How much did he pay you?” Sharon sighed. “Half a million.”“Wow!”“But, I promise you I didn’t send the video to anyone else. It was just your father.”“Are you even listening to yourself?”“Come on, Steven, my father is in trouble. You are the only one who can help us.”“Back off!” Steven threatened, pointing a finger at her. “Do not come closer!” “Steven, please!” Steven ignored her and was approached by Jeremy. Jeremy was surprised at his coldness. “What was that about?” He asked. “Ignore it.”Later that night, Steven heard his gate f

“Help me with the car, Steve!” Mr Jones ordered as he adjusted his glasses. “I cannot drive,” Steven confessed. He wished he could. “O! Not drive, Steve. Wash my car for me. I am in a hurry.”Steve agreed quickly and got a bucket. He scrubbed the car until it sparkled. There was no single blemish on it. Will that convince Mr. Jones trust to him? “Wow, you did well.” Mr Jones was sure impressed. Steven smiled and held the bucket firmly. Mr Jones didn’t look at him twice. He opened his car, got in, and prompted the driver to leave. “Didn’t he wash it well?” He thought. What could be done to earn the man’s trust? He freaking saved his life. “Clean the balcony upstairs!” His boss scolded, as the gate closed. Steven nodded at first. He remembered his plan to get information from her and turned back. Mr Jones lived alone with his guards. There was no single family member of his around. Maybe he had none? He might be a loner. “What?” His boss asked due to her piercing stare. Her nam

Mr Jones’s strange packages raised brows. They came in ten’s everyday making the servants busy. No one dared to check what were in the boxes. In fact, it remained mysterious for a long time. “Where are they taking those?” Steven asked Anita as she supervised the packages.“The basement.”She turned to Caro. “Are you done cleaning upstairs?”“Sure!” That was a response she wanted. “Good! It should be spotless for visitors.” She noticed Caro stare at Steven flirtingly and looked away in embarrassment. She adjusted her bonded hair. “Be careful with those!” “Hey,” Diana said to Steven. “Can we see?” “Now?” Steven was shocked.“Concentrate for once, please!” Anita snapped, interrupting both of them. “The work is getting intense. No room for discussions.”“Sorry, I just wanted to speak to him.” Diana apologized. “Then don’t do it here. Do it somewhere else. This is a work zone. I do not have to tell you everything. Damn! You two annoy me.” Anita walked away in rage. Steven bit his lip

Steven cleaned the cabinets silently with his earpiece on. The compound ought to be silent that morning, if not for the gardener and his lawn mower. Mrs Jones' daughter will be around in four days. He smirked at her thought. “Hey!” Soft arms grabbed him. He would have knocked it off if he didn’t see Anita, frowning at him with her arm folded. The lady loved frowning for some reason. He didn’t hate it. It just doesn’t fit her. “What now?” Steven removed his ear piece. “Come with me!” She pulled him to the balcony. “If this is about that night…”“It’s not about that night!” She snapped at him, refrained from the pulling his arn and then continued. “Why are you always mad at me?” “Keep quiet!” She taunted. “Just shut the hell up. You annoy me.” They were on the balcony now, luckily not distracted by the lawn mower this time. “What is wrong?” He asked. “You are so sneaky! I can’t believe I trusted you, Steven. Damn, I wanted to give you my body. How disgusting!” Steven was surpr