"What to hell!" Sam screamed as he fell on his knees. "You can threaten me all you want but never touch or say anything about my family. Aren't you surprised why you are here? It's because you dared help this idiot touch her," Tyson spoke as he pointed at Brian but he still kept his gaze at the now kneeling man who was holding the hand that feeds as facing the other way. Tyson held him again and twisted the arm. Sam screamed a blood curdling scream but by the time Tyson was done, the arm was back in position and it was no longer painful. "Works like magic, doesn't it?" Tyson asked as he held Sam's other hand and twisted. The man, who had an amazed look a moment ago, was now writhing in pain once again. "Fuuuuck!" He screamed and Clara was the one who spoke."Language! There is a lady in the house," she said and it was one of the soldiers who laughed and looked at her. "You still consider yourself a lady?" He joked and that earned him a fake frown from her. "Ouch! That hurt!" Sh
"Mom! How many times do I need to tell you? The car Party is driving, your and dad's new car, my new car, this house and even us getting the company back even the Sarit Business Park, it was all Tyson! You need to give him the respect he deserves!" Samantha shouted and sat down with exasperation as she looked unbelievingly at her mother. For the past ten or so minutes, they have been arguing about their renewed lives. They now lived in a far better house than the old Lewis family mansion, drove better cars than most people in the city and Susan could now boast to her friends. Samantha was trying to convince her mother that all the changes in their lives are thanks to Tyson but Susan wouldn't take it. "Mom, I think she is right. Today in the company, a man named Adrian Carter came and he wanted to storm in the company. But the guards wouldn't let him. He really caused a huge scene because he had come with a lot of bodyguards and we all went out to take a little look. Finally, when
"Helloooo?" That was Susan receiving a phone call. The call came through the house phone and she wondered who it was because she hadn't given it to a lot of people. "Hello madam? I am calling from the main gate. There are two ladies here who say they know you and would like to come see you?" The man on the other end of the line said politely and waited for the receiver to speak. "Two ladies? Their names please?" She asked hoping that it was two of her friends. She had invited several but none had showed up so far. She wondered why because she really wanted to show off to them. She lived in Legal Estate in the best house of the estate. She wanted to show her friends that Seth Miller loved her daughter. "They say they are Shannon and Sarah Lewis ma'am," the man said and Susan scoffed at that. "Tell them..." at first she wanted to refuse them entry but she thought better of it. These people had humiliated her for alike half of her married life. When her husband was chased out of
"After my husband and son were arrested, Sarah and I were distraught. In fact, we didn't even blame Samantha for what happened. I swear we didn't know that they had poisoned father. Also, we didn't know that they were into dark business. Oh my little boy," Shannon said as she she'd crocodile tears but Susan saw through that. "I blame Richard for introducing my little Brian into such kind of business. My baby was innocent. Oh, forgive me Susan. I really don't mean to cry but whenever I remember my baby," she continued but Susan didn't say anything. She just offered Shannon a box of tissues to clean her eyes and snort. "Anyway, after they were arrested, a two days later, the police came with an eviction notice. They searched the whole house and most of Richard's and Brian's things were taken. They also threw us out and said that the house legally belonged to Samantha. We couldn't move into any of the mansions or apartments we owned through out the city because Richard and Brian wer
It was on a weekend when the whole family was just relaxing in the living room. Everyone was doing their thing when the doorbell rang. They all looked at each other wondering who that could be. "Have you invited anyone over?" John asked Susan who shook her head because all her friends always gave excuses whenever she invited them over. "Or those two women have returned?" Susan asked but she answered herself soon after. "No. It can't be them. The main gate would have called us. Party, check who that is," Susan told her younger daughter who stood up and went to the door. At the door was an entourage of six people. One was elderly and had a crown of white hair and was cleanly shaved. Even though he was old he looked strong as he didn't use any walking stick. The second one looked regal. He looked like a real life prince. He was tall, handsome, had well cut jaws, and his eyes were piercing. He had a lot of resemblance to Tyson and if Patricia didn't know better, she would have thoug
"How dare you talk to grandfather like that?" Samuel shouted as he stood and started walking towards Tyson. "He's your grandfather and not mine and this is my house. And you guys have overstayed your welcome. Now, get out," Tyson said still not moving from where he was standing. "Kent, get him," the old man said and the bodyguard who had been itching to beat up Tyson since the moment they arrived there cracked his knuckles as he looked at Tyson with a sinister smile. Samantha screamed when she saw that. She loved her husband and she wouldn't want to see any harm come to him. She jumped at Tyson and hugged him preventing the man from hitting Tyson and something unbelievable happened. The man, Kent, didn't care if Tyson was holding Samantha. He threw a fist at Tyson and as Tyson held Samantha to his chest with his left hand, he blocked and held Kent's fist before it could even come near them. "It's okay baby. I will be okay. Go and sit," Tyson said and at the same time, the sounds
Tyson walked back in the house after making sure that the Carter patriarch and his filthy grandson left his compounds so composed that he looked like he had just come from sleep. He didn't look like the man who had just dismantled five men. He took his phone from his pants pocket and dialed a number then put the phone to his ear. "Who let the Carters into my home? You had clear instructions not to," he said and listened for a while. "Tell him I want him back in headquarters for punishment. Get someone to clean the blood in the house too," he said and hang up. That's when he looked up and everyone eyes were on him. They were looking at him like a God reincarnate. "What's wrong?" He asked because to him, this was normal. He had forgotten that the only violence these people knew was mostly verbal like the way Susan was. They had never witnessed a man beat up five man and break bones like it was child's play. He also was able to move out of a bullet's way. How fast was he? "Ty... T
"Tara, baby, open for daddy," Tyson had already taken Samantha in their room and he left her taking a bath and came to take Tara. He wanted to bath her and take her downstairs to help her grandmother prepare supper as he talked to his wife. He didn't want to go to bed that night without clearing things up with Samantha. The fact that she had not said anything was very worrying. "Daddy! Daddy, come and see," Tara opened the door with such enthusiasm that Tyson's heart was affected and for a moment, he forgot the storm that was wrecking havoc in his heart. "What is it baby?" he asked as he allowed her to pull him into the room. "Look at the castle I have built for Sofia the first. It's beautiful daddy, isn't it?" She asked with a beaming smile as she looked for approval. Tyson found her cute because she had just lost her two upper incisors just the week before and thus, her scissorless smile looked adorable."Oh, it's really beautiful," he said and then pointed at the back of the l
74. Afterwards The wedding games continued up to late night and by then, the elderly and the children had already left for their rooms. Samantha saw Tyson loosen up for the first time as he indulged everyone. "He rarely loosens up and so, we have to take this opportunity and punish him without the fear of any consequences," Carla told Samantha who was also enjoying herself. They partied, drank, dances, played and ate. All this time, Star had Sarah all tied up and in a corner as she watched everything. No one even remembered that she was there. Sarah had cried herself to sleep but everytime she would drift off to dream land, Star would be there to wake her up with a bucket load of ice. "You wanted to enjoy a wedding, didn't you? We thus can't let you sleep. Watch," Star would say everytime. After all were exhausted, it was time to go to sleep. Tyson would take a month off and go on a tour of the world with his daughter and his wife. They planned to stay in Africa for a two we
73. Her paradise They rode up to an island and Samantha could use several adjectives to describe it: beautiful, heavenly, paradise and such. It looked like it had been specifically prepared for them. It had, first if all, clear waters that she could see the fish floating about the natural artwork of the sea bed. The flowers looked planted though sh couldn't see how Tyson could do that. There were roses or all colours, carnations, chrysanthemums, ivies among others. Then she lifted her eyes, there, as she followed the path made by the flowers, was a huge mansion. No, it looked like a castle. The reason why she hadn't seen it was because it was hidden by a beautiful canopy of jacarandas. "It's beautiful!" She breathed and Tyson spoke in her ear, "it's yours love.""What?" Samantha span as she asked and Tyson laughed as he steadied her. Sh had forgotten that she was still wearing her heavy wedding gown and high heels. "It is my wedding present to you. I built it for this day,"
72. SexySamantha wasn't the best pianist but she could hold her own. She had done music as a side course though she hadn't gone far with it due to Sarah's teasing. Sarah made sure to ingrain it in Samantha that she had a bad voice and no one would listen to her. That had made Sam drop her dream of becoming a musician besides being a business woman. Sam looked at the key board and ran her small smooth fingers along the keys and struck one. She then composed herself and a new melody filled the room. Then she started singing:I would have said I love you but that's too simpleI thus composed this song to tell you why I love you Today, I want the sea and the sun to bear witness to my vows I want the world to know who my heart belongs toI love you because the world became beautiful since I met youI love you because my world became compete when you entered itI love you turn all my sorrows to joyI love you because you treat me like a queenI love you because up to today, I get but
71. Enjoy"Are you mad? When did Tyson tell you that he loves you? Isn't he a married man?" Susan asked in disbelief.If she hadn't come here two days ago with her daughters together with Tyson to take care of everything and get ready, she would have believed Sarah because she was so convincing. "He doesn't have to tell me. Haven't you ever realised how he looks at me? He clearly loves me and not Samantha," Sarah said and Susan looked at her well. "Sarah, dear, are you sick? Do you need a psychiatric check up?" Susan asked because that was the only way this could be explained. "What are you saying? You are the one who is mad," Sarah said and before she could add to her statement, she was on the floor. "Listen here b*tch, sorry sweetie. Don't listen to grandma. Cover your ears," Susan turned to talk to Tara who covered her ears with her small index fingers. "Listen, since I got married to the Lewis family, all you and your family have ever did was destroy my family's life. What's
70. A Good Show"I look like a Christmas tree! I can't go out like this!" Samantha complained after she saw her look on the big mirror. "Mummy, you look beautiful. You will keep that dress and give me to get married in. Okay mama?" Tara asked as she circled to see how her mama looked. She was also wearing a purple replica of her mother's dress courtesy of her grandmother. Susan was proud of her handiwork. She had worked tirelessly to make sure that Samantha looked regal, as she called it, during her wedding. Like she, Susan, had vowed, this was going to be the wedding of the century in the state of California. "Let me go out to make sure that everything is okay and that Tyson is ready and I will call Carla to bring you down. Okay Carla?" Susan said as she looked at Carla who, all this time, was still beside Samantha. "Come with me sweetie," Susan said as she took her granddaughter's hand. They walked out and Carla and Patricia started helping Sam straighten her already perfect
69. A fairly tale princess It was Tyson who proposed. He also knew that as a husband, he hadn't given Samantha the wedding she deserved. He thus proposed to her a second time this time, with a proper ring that was made at Tara Jewels without her knowledge. Her mother had made sure to invite the who was who and since many people wanted to be on the good side of Samantha and her husband, after news of what happened to the governor and his son spread out, they made sure to come in large numbers. The room preserved for the presents was full to the brim and the wedding planner had to request the hotel for an extra room. The wedding was being held in an exclusive hotel that was at an island. The only way to access it was through a boat or air. Samantha and her family had come in a helicopter provided by Tyson. By now, Samantha was already used to her husband doing things she couldn't explain. But now, knowing that he was rich and that he was the owner of all the companies she knew, s
68. Another night of... The next thing to happen as Gwen sat there was Mr Seth Miller walking into the shop in a hurry followed by a dozen men and women. "Mrs Gray, sorry to keep you waiting," he said apologetically as he came to where Samantha was seated. "Your husband called and I promise I did all I could as soon as possible and I am here now," he said as he handed Samantha the documents he was holding. "These are the ownership documents for this fashion shop. It now belongs to you. I promise you that they are all legal and it was the transfer that took us long," Seth said and Samantha was out of words. "But Seth, I know nothing about fashion!" Samantha said in a defeated voice."Don't worry ma'am, I will help. I will take care of it. Also Star is idle nowadays and she loves fashion," Carla said and at that Seth smiled. "That's taken care of then. Then, I will be seeing you Mrs Gray," Seth said as he turned to walk away but at that moment, Tyson walked in. As usual, he was i
67. I love violence "Boss, I may have done something stupid," Carla said on the phone to Tyson. She had just recorded Gwen promising to be Samantha's servant if she could prove that Samantha was far much better than her. "What did you do?" Tyson asked as he listened to her. She told Tyson all that had happened and Tyson listened diligently.If there was one person Tyson loved, it was Samantha. And if there was anything that Tyson hated, it was for someone, anyone, humiliating his Samantha. Thus, no matter the promise Carla had made, Tyson would make it happen. What Carla didn't know was that ever since he got married to Samantha, he made it his business to keep tabs on all her former friends.One thing that he noticed was that once she fell from glory, all her friends left her. They humiliated her whatever chance they got and that made her remain the shell of her firmer self. He didn't want to imagine what would have happened for those five years go was away but he had promis
66. Game "We should go shopping. You need more business suits. You are a president of three companies ma'am. You must," Carla said as she argued with Samantha. She noticed that since she started guarding Samantha, the other woman had less than ten decent clothes and she was only using those ones. Yes, she was very beautiful and any dress looked good on her but she needed more clothes. She was a boss herself and was the wife of an even bigger boss. Samantha didn't see the need of getting more clothes. But Carla had permission from her boss to do whatever she wanted with Samantha as long as it was for her good. Carla also loved Samantha because she was a good woman. She never, even for once, made Carla feel like a servant. No. Samantha always treated Carla like an equal and this made Carla treat her like her younger sister. "Carla, I have said this a thousand times and I will say it again, I don't need more clothes," Samantha said in her Samantha way. "Look here sis, I can call y