It was a cold evening thrilled with the alarming sensation of wealth, the aura of the hall eluded perfection, lavished with the demeanor of the most influential men and women in California. They were all present in the party of Mr. Flair, the head of the flair family, who was celebrating his fiftieth birthday party.The hall carried an erratic aura, as everyone danced to the chilling sensation of the music played by the musician. A lot of Mr. Flair’s business associates were available to make his party an honorary one.All the handmaids, cupbearers and guards, were dressed equally in their finest official attires, except Jack who was treated like trash, even when he was the live in son in-law of Mr. Flair. He was dressed in the worst attire ever imagined, as he had no special raiment scheduled. Jack was asked to serve drinks to the nobles available in the party, since he was a misfit in the eyes of everyone who beheld him.The flairs were not proud to call Jack their son in-law due to

Knock….The sound of the door employed curiosity in the mind of everyone present in the room. It’s been over two months since the accident Jack had, Mira got forced into a marriage with Senor Roberto as everyone thought Jack was dead.After the accident, Jack’s car was found by the river side, completely crushed. At that point everyone assumed that he was dead, there was even a three-night celebration in the mansion because of his death. It was a good opportunity for Mira to get married to the man of her father’s dreams. Since they couldn’t divorce each other, she tried to mourn her husband, but instead she found herself in a marriage ceremony with a man she saw as her worst nightmare.Knock!Another knock pulsated the family’s celebration going on the mansion.“Mia can you please check who is on the god dam door.” Mark, the first born of Flair, clenched his jaw as he yelled for one of the maid closest to him in annoyance.Immediately Mia opened the door to check who it was, a familia

After the showcase of Jack Gunter in the flair cartel, the entire city trembled, the fall of the flair cartel had spread amidst the city, hitting the tables of the AOC and the black market, including the cops. Jack Gunter’s return brought fear and trembling into the minds of the leaders of the AOC, they needed a savior, they knew what Jack Gunter was capable of and didn’t want to wait for him to strike first.“Can you please explain to me who the fuck is the AOC of which Jack Gunter was talking about in that video?” A fat man seated on a spinning office chair in a well decorated office asked, a man was standing adjacent to him while he read a file which was placed on his table.“The AOC is a group that over sees the affairs of assassins and criminals in the continent. They have power to grant help to any criminal that need one. They had all that any criminal wanted, weapons, bombs, nuclear weapons, world class assassins, and many more ammunition.” The man reported, still standing next

Jack Gunter finally had the AOC under his feet, nowhere to run to, no one to run to, nobody to run to. But one man stood his ground, knowing fully well that Jack was a human like them all.“I heard the dead man is still alive,” a familiar voice breezed into the home of Mr. Flair, then employed the presence of robust male figure, walking into Mr. Flair’s mansion, sauntering as he perceives the flowers used to decorate the garden. The man exceeded a calm demeanor, as all he did had a peaceful order. He looked quite gentle, but was he?Mr. Flair who was absent minded, jolted back into reality, tilting his neck to see a man dressed in a really sophisticated black colored suit. He is taken aback by who stood in his presence, very well aware that that man died a long time ago, long before the supposed death of Jack Gunter.“And by the dead man, are you talking about yourself or Jack Gunter?” Mr. Flair asked, still astounded by the man standing in front of him. Who could have ever imagined t

CHAPTER NINE“Antonio, you all have to retreat, Jack Gunter has the location of the ELN, and will destroy you all before you could even say mummy,” Mr. Flair said to Antonio in a phone call, while Roberto stood there, eager to know what happens next.“Jack has no idea where the location of the ELN is, you’re just saying this to make me back down,” Antonio replied on the other end of the call.“Antonio, why would I lie to you? You have the major units of the AOC on standby, doing any other thing will only get the ELN into the hands of Jack Gunter, and that is the last thing we want. If Jack takes over the ELN, he would be unstoppable,” Flair added, still employing a tone thrilled with anxiety.“And why are you warning me about all of this? You are a rival, and you should be considered about my downfall,” Antonio replied.“On a normal note, I’d make sure that you are dead by now, but this is Jack we are talking about, we want him down, maybe after his downfall we could consider taking o