Author's point of view... "Let's get divorced, Tiger" Those words echoed in that silent room and Tiger froze for a few seconds. His eyes widened and tensed creases formed on his forehead. He had been alone for many years and finally found his love of life. But what he just heard was totally unexpected. Is she going to leave me? His sanity quivered as he grasped what was going on. "Ria..." he began keeping his calm and holding himself back, "I know I was wrong...but please, I can't live without you..."Before he could complete his phrase, Ria stared at him with a blunt expression ever, apathetic, filled with contempt, and added, "And I can't live with you, Tiger" She was serious, Tiger had never seen that phase of her. His mind swirled into an ocean of thoughts and emotions. He can't let her go. He heaved a deep breath and glared back at her, "Get some rest, we will talk about it later" he wanted to get out of that mess, thinking that everything would be fine once she calmed do
Ria's point of view... Is he a monster or a stubborn kid? I always get confused with his behavior, I had made up my mind that I would get separated from him. I know it will be hard for me because this monster is my first and last love in this life but the more I want him, the more he becomes a terror. His anger is his greatest drawback and I literally don't have the patience to bear it anymore. I can't...! He came back drunk, to the extent that he didn't even know what he was doing. He just forced himself on me, now he grabbed my hand and was blowing air gently. What the hell should I take him to be? "What are you, Tiger?" I mumbled and he lifted his gaze boring that into mine. No expressions...! As always...! He tried to move closer and despite my inner turmoil, I gently pushed him away, creating some distance. His eyes, vacant of any emotion, seemed lost in a world I couldn't comprehend. I couldn't smack him. I couldn't push him more. Why?? The conflict within me inten
Tiger's point of view... I felt the walls shrunk and I was stuck inside. It was a happy thing yet my mind was not at ease. The crisp pages in my hands held the undeniable proof of a connection I never anticipated. My Dad...! My foster father, the man whose wisdom shaped my path. tThe man who gave me a new life was, against all odds, my biological father...!! The room seemed to blur as I tried to reconcile the confirmed details with the emotions churning within me."Take your time, Tiger" In that gloomy mindset I heard a disturbance, Ria was leaving but I wanted her. I pulled her back and made her sit beside me. Though I couldn't talk, not even a word, I wanted her to be by my side. Questions swirled in my mind like a tempest, Why was this revelation surfacing now?What happened to my family back in the past?Did Dad betray Mom?Why did they get separated?After years of shared moments and memories, I don't have anything against Dad. Though he was a mafia Don, he had a simple n
Tiger's point of view...As the meeting concluded, I couldn't shake the feeling that the key to understanding my own fate and identity lay within that chest. Every knot I tried to open made me tangle further. I was pissed off...! Pissed off listening to the same words from different mouths. We don't know, we don't know...! What the hell was in that chest that everyone was dying to get it? My phone buzzed, dragging me out of the chain of thoughts, "Boss, it worked...! Renard wants to talk to you...!"Here comes the gleam of hope in my irritating darkness..! It worked...!Jerry informed me that Renard was ready to talk. I played a trick and it worked. The drugs that were given to them were not real drugs but pills that contained a strong sedative, and for Renard, I asked them to lessen the amount. He will just feel dizzy but won't be able to understand what is going on with him. Being a strong sedative, the symptoms will be severe, just like a death. Slow heartbeat, discontinue
Tiger's point of view...I stood motionless as that doctor fell on me, dead.What the hell is going on in my life...!I threw him away and called Jeo to get me the details of the number he had been talking in, before his death.It was the only clue that was left behind.I can't let it slide.Everything was a mess.Renard was still at the rim of death on that surgery table and here the doctor lay dead before me. What the heck am I supposed to do? Unable to find anyone else I deemed trustworthy, I had to call Ria to get here to operate.In this whole world, trust is always a rare currency, and I knew that, except for her, no one had the skill and discretion to save Renard.Ria arrived swiftly, her eyes reflecting a mix of concern and confusion. I know there were many doubts popping up in her mind right now but I need her focus. "Save him first" I demanded and sighing, she nodded. She is injured but Lissa was here to assist her. There is still hope. We exchanged a silent understandin
Tiger's point of view... I stared at her, she was smiling. That beautiful and innocent smile will disappear if I do that. No...! I pulled myself back and smacked he thought out of my mind. "Nothing. Probably just a little stress," I deflected, lowering my head to stare away. Grace curled her lips. "You're weird, Steve" she complained."Weird?""George always said you're like a suspicious burglar," she replied. I shuddered at the image of a tough-looking guy, flashing in my mind. Chuckling, I said, "He never says anything good.""Steve," she added, and I turned my head over to her, nodding it slightly, "Is that true you left the Army?" It was a rare question because I never let her dig into the past but I still have to answer, I simply nodded looking down. "Then, what exactly do you do for a living?" she asked, her gaze direct and curious.From the moment we met, she saw me as a protective big brother, though I remained a mystery from when I met her again after my incident. "
Author's point of view...Tiger Rodgers...! After a long time, Tiger heard his own name as a fuming power. As a big gangster. It felt weird yet a bit tricky. Did he ever see the real Tiger Rodgers? Though it was not a compliment to his ears, a smirk curled up on his face. He stared at the young man with an amused expression on his face. "Tiger Rodgers...!So? So what...!" He did not wait for a response and instead twisted Elvis's finger that he was looming before him. Elvis suddenly felt his finger throbbed in pain. As if it was about to break."Aagh...!You basta..rd..!" he screamed but his words didn't come out clear as a strong thing hit his face just like a wall, buzzing bells rang in his ears, crushing his head. Elvis initially thought that he was hit by some hard thing, but did not even expect that he was just slapped on his face by the man standing before him. Shivering, he stared at Tiger. Was that just a hand or did this man have an iron fist? "Steve, forget it, let's j
Author's point of view... After leaving Gracia, Tiger was a bit confused. It was true that he had raised that girl as his own sister and he could not take that peck normally.He had to make it clear. Feeling uneasy, he didn't return immediately but was strolling around in a dilemma to call her out or not. Unknown of the fact that there was chaos at the cafe because of him. "Get the bitch...!" Elvis's boss shouted a command and his men yanked towards the girl. Though she tried to run away, they grabbed her and dragged her inside the cafe. "Please let her go, that kid has nothing to do in this" The cafe owner started begging, but that man was another kind of a monster. His eyes gradually became cold. He was like a devil from hell!That boss proudly stepped on Wilson's hand, which was spread on the ground causing him immense pain, and grabbed the girl's hair. He looked around and said domineeringly, "Where is that hero of yours? Call him or be ready to get shattered..."Hearing this
Author's point of view... "I have a way out" Ria mumbled as she walked out of the hospital room."What..." both Tiger and Mike exclaimed. She extended her phone to them, there was a green light glowing on a map, flashed on her screen."What is this, ma'am?" Mike asked but Tiger understood everything. "Mom has a tracker?" he asked, and Ria nodded, "I bought it for her security" They stared at the green light moving towards the old mansion. "She is taking them to the old mansion" Tiger just looked at Mike and Mike nodded, "Yes Sir," understanding what his boss meant. Collect our men. Reaching the old mansion, Tiger saw that the vibrant mansion that he remembered from his past was now nothing but some ruins. Dark and cold. As Tiger cautiously entered the old mansion, the creaking floorboards beneath his boots echoed through the dimly lit corridor. The air was thick with the musty scent of aged wood, and shadows danced eerily on the walls. Unbeknownst to him, every step triggere
Author's point of view... Time seemed to freeze as the sound of a gunshot reverberated in the room.Tiger yanked holding his hand as Joe was about to shoot his own head and yet his fate was decided.Though Tiger tried to stop him, his desperate move resulted in shooting himself in his chest.Everyone was shocked as Joe crumpled to the ground, the echoes of his desperate act reverberating in the room. Shock and disbelief hung heavy as the reality of the situation unfolded before them.Tiger, releasing his grip, stared at the scene with a complex mix of emotions. "Damn it," he muttered a curse, his frustration palpable. Mike, too, stood there, grappling with the abrupt turn of events.As the room fell into an eerie silence, the consequences of Joe's final act added a layer of complexity to an already convoluted situation. Unraveling the mysteries surrounding Tiger, the mess that had been growing like hell became even more imperative, with the path ahead now clouded by the unforeseen
Author's point of view... Tagging in the location to the place, Tiger sent a message to Joe, expressing that he was frustrated and couldn't think straight. He asked Joe to reach the location Tiger had sent, immediately and to help him deal with the body of Mike. And Joe, believing that the plan he cracked was successful, did exactly what Tiger wanted. In that dimly lit prison, Tiger's frustration simmered as he looked at the unsettling scene. He positioned Alex's body on the chair, securing him with makeshift restraints. "You weren't of much help, but your body will be" he mumbled to Alex while walking towards the entrance. Mike's body was resting near the wall at one of the corners. The weight of the recent events hung in the air as Tiger contemplated the next steps. "It's the time to show down" he muttered to himself as his ringtone buzzed, echoing in the eerie silence. "Sir, I am here," Joe said and a smile tugged on Tiger's face. Walking toward him, Tiger saw Joe standing
Author's point of view... Alex knew that his end was near and so in exchange for the truth, he wanted to negotiate with Tiger. He wanted Tiger to kill him, after getting his answers and though reluctantly, Tiger agreed. It was finally the time when Tiger was about to get his answers but before it could happen again, a gunshot sound reverberated in the room and a bullet traveled straight cutting the air and ending up hitting Alex's forehead. It was a perfect shot. As the one who shot was trained personally by Tiger himself, Mike...! Tiger was Stunned for a moment. It happened again. Right at the moment. As if someone was deliberately playing a dangerous game with him. Who might be the one? In the tense aftermath of the gunshot, Tiger froze for a moment before springing into action. He swiftly assessed the situation, his mind racing as he considered the potential consequences. The air hung heavy with shock as he gasped.That deadly shot didn't shock him as much as how he was more
Tiger's point of view...I strode straight to Alex because I knew that his days were limited. Though this place was hidden even from all my men except for Mike, I am sure they might be digging up the hell to find him. After all, Alex is one with many secrets inside his belly and I have to let him puke out everything as soon as possible. As I entered the secret prison I found Mike standing before him and spraying water on his face. "Hey...get up...!" Mike was trying hard but there was no response in him. I chuckled as I found him still practicing the mere trick I made him learn. Playing dead...! I walked in and stood before them. Looking at Mike's desperation, I was astonished at how greatly Alex had improved. "Leave us...!" I commanded, Mike hesitated for a bit. He may be thinking that I will kill Alex. And of course I will but not yet.He gaped at me for a few seconds but he couldn't probably decline me. Though wavered, he moved out immediately closing the door behind him. As
Tiger's point of view... I had been an officer of special duties, a commando who lives and dies for his country for more than ten years. Dealing with those wild animals in the deep dark forest, who attack without giving us the time to sense, and also those notorious criminals who are far more dangerous than wild animals, is what I was trained for. It wasn't so easy for me. But I do believe that they trained me for a better fighter. My life had been on thrones, not in flowers. And they thought that they could use my wife against me to deceive me.Seriously...!What the hell do they take me as? A fool?Getting out of the military, I wasn't selling candies on the platform that they thought they could cheat me. I controlled the world. Do they think they can deceive me with those mere tricks? I grasped the very first day when I found Ria in that dark prison. She was drugged, but I smelt the same drug she gave me back then. She was in a research team about that drug and no one else
Author's point of view..."Roman Enfield Bank" As the father and son confirmed that there was no one around to spy on them, Tiger asked confusingly. "Why did you particularly let out that name, Dad?" A smirk tugged on Micheal's face and he shoved his hand into his pants pocket, fetching his phone. Taking it out, he scrolled down on his phone screen to find someone's number. Tiger stood silently, observing his father. Though he couldn't comprehend what exactly Micheal was up to, he knew something so clearly, that his father was far more thoughtful than him. Scheming or planning was his specialty. He called someone, and from the very first word he spoke, Tiger understood everything. "Almeda...I have something for you...!" Almeda Bonze was the chief of the security in that bank and also Micheal's men. Micheal had everything planned. Roman Enfield Bank...! In the heart of the busy city, nestled within a sleek and modern skyscraper, stands the perfection of financial fortificatio
Ria's point of view..."The chest is kept in a locker of Roman Enfield Bank, locker number- 1109/6" I took a long breath before I revealed everything. "Are you serious...!" that metallic voice exclaimed. They had been using some voice-manipulating tools to talk to me so that I couldn't judge who that was. "How could that chest be kept inside a locker? Are you trying to fool me?" it added irritatingly, I know it felt weird but that was what I heard from them. I heard everything when Uncle was revealing everything to Tiger, he can't be lying to his son, can he? "I don't know about all of it, but that is what I heard. You better keep your word..." I couldn't complete it when I heard the scream of that innocent little boy, Max."Stop...!!" I cried, how could they use a small child to threaten me to work for their business?"Urgh...! Mom it hurts..." my eyes pooled up as I heard Max crying so hard. He is a good boy, a stronger one and his patience is above many elders. I have seen him
Author's point of view... A heavy silence hung in the air as Micheal got up in a sitting position. Tiger stood beside him and helped him up. The story behind this all was so intriguing that it took quite a while for Micheal to decide if he wanted to tell his son about it. Taking a deep breath, Micheal spoke about the ancestral chest, passed down through generations which is said to hold the key to a power that could shape destinies.As Tiger listened intently, his father's voice carried the weight of the past. "It all started with your grandfather's greatest action" Tiger strode near and say on the chair beside the bed, "Your grandfather, was a brigadier, had once stood tall in the army, respected and admired by everyone. Everything was going fine until one day when he came home desperate and panicked. He urged us all to leave the house immediately telling that some people will come looking for him and they might harm us. Actually he was betrayed by his own trustworthy colleagues