The next morning, Chris woke up with a slight headache. He rose from his bed and when he opened the door of his room, he was surprised to see his new guard standing outside. She wore a smile on her face, and Chris noticed that she was dressed up like she had somewhere important to go."You didn't tell me you had plans," Chris smiled at her. "Where are you off to this morning?""Never had any plans," She shrugged. "You make the plans.""Oh," Chris scratched his head. "So you're dressed up incase I have somewhere to be and you need to follow me?""Not exactly," She shook her head in the negative. "Your father informed me of your wish. I think it's a good idea, and I think it's an even better idea for him to put me in charge of that.""Wait - " Chris paused. "What?""From today, and henceforth, I would be not only your personal guard, but also your personal trainer, Master Chris," She replied with a genuine smile.Chris was fuming in anger at her words. Why was his father hell bent on tr
Richards Washington was his name. Blonde, long hair, skinny, tall, athletic and devilishly handsome. He was the most popular student in high school back then. All the girls loved him, and all the guys were jealous of him. However, he had one fatal flaw - an unhealthy addiction to drugs and gambling. Back in the days, Richard would skip classes to play snooker. He always came around at night, with an empty pocket and a black eye, and even when he eventually became friends with Chris, he didn't stop the habit he was famous for. He had managed to graduate and even got into college but he had lost contact with Chris over the years. Chris was very happy to see him that morning, but the little drama between himself and Rose that his father had just witnessed dampened his mood. The poor girl was going to be in a lot of trouble because of him."Ain't you happy to see me, eh mate?" Richard snickered, throwing Chris a friendly punch.Chris looked up at his friend for a moment and suddenly, he
Chris and Richard got to the building in no time. Richard marvelled at the sight of the magnificent building and Chris nudged him."They'll look at you funny if you keep staring like that," Chris said. "Try to act normal."Richard nodded and looked around."So you mean all this is yours," He whispered in excitement. "Like you're going to head such a big company someday.""Yeah," Chris nodded. "But look beyond all this, man. There are a lot of things you don't know about being a Bolton.""Oh please," Richard grunted. "Spare me the stories, mate. You're living my dream life. Quit trying to be modest every single time."Chris sighed and walked through the open sliding door. There was no need trying to convince someone like Richard that being a Bolton was harder than he thought it was. Time was going to tell.Chris stopped at the door to Arthur's office and he turned to face Richard."You can wait for me outside," Chris said. "I won't be long.""Wait for you?" Richard stared at him. "And
Chris was so excited. His mind was racing and his heart was beating very fast in his chest. Monica was still alive, and at the end of the year, he was definitely going to get reconnected to her again. "Thought you were going to throw such a great offer away," Richard nudged him as soon as they were out of the office.Chris glanced across at his friend before shaking his head pitifully."You're so desperate you would do anything to get a job now, won't you?" Chris stared at him."Well, not anything," Richard frowned. "I would never betray my best friend, no matter how well the job promises to pay.""That, I doubt," Chris grunted.Richard laughed and threw him a friendly punch. "I think we should focus on the good news now," Richard said. "It's a win win situation for the both of us. You get your girl back and I get a good job too.""Yeah," Chris smiled. "That was some pretty tough negotiation."Chris stopped just outside the building and he spun around, a confused expression on his f
Almost there?Chris could feel his heart pounding fast in his chest. Who the hell was the strange woman and where was she taking him to?"What is the meaning of this?" Chris thundered. "If it's some sort of joke, I advise you quit it now."Sarah cast him one quick glance and shook her head pitifully. "Aren't you all Boltons just the same?" She hissed.Chris could sense the bitterness in her voice and he realized that she was definitely not a driver as he had thought. She had been sent to capture him!The realization made his heart race and he struggled against the firm belt to find a way out."It's pointless," She said turning to glance at him. "And don't bother screaming for help too, because the windows are sound proof."Chris glanced across at the windows before turning back to face her."Who are you and what do you want from me?" He snarled. "Tell me who sent you! Tell me how much it is he paid you, and I swear, I would triple the money for you, no matter how much it is."Sarah ba
Chris was confused. What was the crazy lady in the driver's seat ranting on about? What business did he have with his uncle, The Black Spider? "I'm not the one you're looking for!" Chris tried as she sped on. She ignored him, however, as she dodged the many cars that were on the road. "Please slow down," Chris pleaded. "If we die, then none of us achieves anything." "Who said?" She asked, a wry smile forming across her features. She hit the gas just then and if not for the belt that strapped him firmly to his seat, Chris would have flown out of the car through the windscreen due to the speed at which she went. "Please!" He cried. "You're moving too fast." "You had to call your uncle, didn't you?" Sarah sneered. "Now, I have to lure him down to my base." "I didn't call anyone," Chris cried. "I can swear that I didn't. My hands had been strapped firmly all this while. I couldn't even hold my phone." "Liar!" She said through gritted teeth. "You're lying and I know it." "I though
"Wake up!"The voices floated through the air and Sarah forced her eyes open slowly. The sight of Chris and Richard standing over her made her alert at once and she jumped up from the bed. She searched her pocket for her gun but it was not there."You two bastards," She snarled. "How so cowardly of you two?"Chris and Richard watched without a word as she ranted on."You could have taken me on one by one if you are so strong," She sneered.An idea registered in her head and she gasped at the thought of it."Did you...""Eeeew, no we didn't," Richard shook his head vigorously. "No offence but you're not my type. Maybe Chris could have a second glance at you, but me? Never. I'll rather even - ""Enough, Richard," Chris cut in. "She gets your point already."And turning to face Sarah, he added. "No one touched you while you slept. I made sure of that.""And how did I get these fancy clothes?" She growled. "Who dressed me up in them?""I did," a voice replied from the doorway.They all loo
Chris understood her hatred for the Bolton's. He flexed his wrists and folded his hands behind his back. "Holy shit! You didn't just do that! You just killed her!" Richard squeaked.Chris ignored him and gently lowered Sarah to the floor. "Look," Chris clasped his hands together. "Let's not take her to father. He will probably have her killed, let's drop her in an alley," he suggested. She looked at him, surprised by his courage. "Wow, you are growing," she smiled at him. She ordered the bodyguards to carry Sarah to the vehicle so she could be dropped back. "You identified her?" Chris asked Rose. "She is what she says she is, late twenties, quite the accomplished woman," Rose played with the receiver's button. "Do me a favor not to get associated with this bunch?" The question was strange to Chris, he never really received much affection from her till now. "Okay," he replied. "No," she grabbed his shoulder and looked him in the eyes, closing the space between them. Chris felt f