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... "Black Shadow...!!" A man with a notorious reputation. Known for his treacherous deeds among the Mafia network. When that name rolled out of that man's mouth, Tiger narrowed his eyes. If that was in confusion or it was his anger, it was yet to see. Elvis's boss sneered in a loud tone, "It's your end...!!" he mocked Tiger under his death, his head was still captured, under Tiger's foot but still Tiger let him barg. Nearly four luxurious cars stopped one after the other, that area was not so developed and road was just simple and narrowed one. Those cars blocked almost all the road causing a commotion in the middle of thd road. Many vehicles stopped due to that which make it a crowdy place in just few minutes. "Who are these people? What are they doing here?"Looking at those luxurious cars, everyone was clear about one thing that the people came in them were some big shots. A man in his late thirties stepped out of the middle car when the door was ope
Tiger's point of view... I have created many small gangs who existed to build my network but I hate taking small kids in them. It was a rule I set. Instead of taking them in the gangs, I prefer sending them to the training centers. I hate it...! I hate those young minds doing as they please. Because they creates all kind of troubles than being a help. Though Dad insisted, I refused him to take up kids back then. Those kids have a life ahead. Just because they want money it doesn't mean they have to turn to this path. A path where there is only blood and death. I had no choice when I came back and once getting in this ocean, there is no turning back. I never wanted those kids to end up that way. But this dump head Blacky had taken my trust for granted. He was punished though it was just a small one for what he did. After the mess has been settled, I asked Mike to help Wilson to rebuild his cafe and moved out of it. A pair of eyes were still staring at me in disbelief but I can'