"You are bluffing. I would believe it if you said that you were a soldier but the captain of the Dragon Regiment? Do you know who that is?" Samuel asked with a sneer and Tyson was still standing jeer when had been. "Pray, please tell," Tyson said sarcastically and it was laughable that smile didn't pick on the sarcasm. "That is the best, top notch. Telhe elite of the elite. They answer only to the president and they don't have a jurisdiction. They have brought down the best criminals in the world. And you say you are part of them? Maybe as a toilet cleaner," Samuel said and William gawked at his audacity. William wondered what was wrong with Samuel. Had always been that dense of did he become a fool after Tyson beat him. "Yet look where you are. Aren't you among the best criminals in the world. You hid your tracks so well that it took me years to catch you. Very good," Tyson mocked and walked towards them. "What? You mean...?" Samuel began but William shooed him. "What? That yo
"Wait. Wait. What do you mean get to the business of the day? Aren't you going to kill us? That's what I would expect from someone who holds such big and many grudges against us," Hyde said because he couldn't understand how they were still alive. "Dad!" Samuel called in an admonishing tone. He wondered how their father could talk about their deaths in such a relaxed manner. "Kill you? No. I don't have that kind of mercy. People like you deserve to live. I will make your life a living hell and you will wish you were dead. But no. I won't kill you," Tyson said and looked at Jordan who was looking at the three. "Why am I here? I am not a Carter. I shouldn't be here. They are the bad guys. I'm William asked and the three Carter's forgot about their predicament for a while as they looked at him. "What? We have treated you as part of our family!" Hyde said and at that William laughed. "Part of your family? If I wasn't useful, would you have kept me? Would you have allowed me to live i
"Mr President, sir?" Tyson greeted once the call was connected. "Mr Gray, how are you? I hear you have done yet another feat that the so called security organisations of this country have been unable to do. Congratulations," the president said jovially."That was why I told you I won't take your resignation. Unless you give another person as competent as you, I won't let you go. Many families will be grateful to you for what you have done," the president continued. "Sir, the reason why I requested this meeting is because you know the leaders of the Cartel. I wanted your input on what should be done with them," Tyson told the president. "I do? But you know my stand Mr Gray. Whatever you decide to do with them, I am behind you one hundred percent," the president said and old Mr Carter scrambled to his feet as he went near the camera's vision so that he could speak to the president. "Mr President?" old man Carter called so as not to be ignored by Tyson. Tyson moved to give the old m
"Eo, darling, which dress so you like? Grandma will get it for you. You must look beautiful on that day," that was Susan talking to Tara. She was holding a big wedding magazine where they were choosing cloth designs. She wanted clothes for herself, her husband, Tara and Patricia. She didn't know if Samantha would want to invite any friends but one thing was for sure, Samantha had lost all the friends she had after she married Tyson. But Susan didn't want her spirits dimmed. She would invite all her friends. They must come and see that Samantha had a bigger wedding than any of their daughters. These were the things Susan lived for: money and showing it off. This wedding would be a perfect opportunity to show everyone in LA that she wasn't the normal Susan they knew. She was now on another level."Hey mom, Tara baby, how are you guys doing?" Patricia asked as she put her small purse on the table. She had just come from work."Auntie!" Tara said as she ran towards her aunt for a hu
In the bathroom, Tyson filled the bath tub with warm water and out a variety of shampoos. He made a nice bath as he watched his wife from time to time. She had stripped off her business suit but she had her bra and panty on. "Come on," he called to her when the bath was ready. "How many times have you done this?" She asked out of the blue as she stood where she was without moving. "Done what?" He asked not getting where she was going with her question. "Walked naked before a woman. You seem to have a lot of experience," she said. "It's not about experience love. It's about being free with the person you love. And to answer your question, I have had only one woman in my life. She stole my heart the first time I saw her. The first time I made love to her, she made me experience heaven on earth. I promised myself to be faithful to her till the end of time. She is the one who makes my heart beat faster every time I see her. She is the one who makes me want to make myself a better p
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
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
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