Nathan walked up to the man and demanded to know what was going on. The man simply looked at him and his anger even worsened. “And who the fuck are you?” the man replied angrily. “I am a peace maker and I demand to know why you would want to hit a woman on her head. Not just any woman, your own wife. Who does that?” Nathan asked gently, his voice as firm and stoic as his posture. “I give you three seconds to leave this place or…” “My dad always beats my mom. He said she stole $2 Million from his account and that is a lie. My mother would never do that. He is threatening to divorce her.” the young boy said bravely, clutching his mother’s hand with every ounce of strength in his body. The abusive man was about to raise his fist to hit his son, but Nathan quickly intercepted by grabbing his hand before he could hit the young boy. From the way Nathan firmly gripped the man’s hand, everyone around knew that Nathan was stronger despite being the younger one. His grip was so firm
The man was shaking. He clutched his phone tightly and refused to release it to Nathan. “You know what? Fuck you! Who gave you the authority to be judge over my family? Are you even a fucking lawyer or a cop?” the man spat, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and fear. Nathan remained calm, his gaze unwavering. “I’m neither, but I am someone who values justice and integrity. Now, hand over your phone. We had an agreement.” The crowd around them murmured, the tension in the air was getting thicker. They already knew that the bastard was the one with the same money he was looking for. His body movements were clearly expressed. Suddenly, he raised his hand and smashed his phone on the ground, shattering it to a hundred pieces. “There you have it, loser. What do you have on me now? I am fucking innocent. What will you tell the police when you have no proof. If you need my phone, there it is on the floor lying next to your fucking leg.” the man laughed and was about to move, but t
“Look, son. You should not go around fucking any lady you see, come on!” Becca complained. “She isn’t just anybody, Becca. She is a fucking celebrity. Don’t you know her?” Dave flared up. “And why would you just barge into my room that way? Should I not have some privacy?” Becca grunted. “I am your stepmom, Dave. You should stop calling me by name. And I thought you already have a girlfriend. Why give yourself to another woman?” “Look, stepmom. I have a student bouquet to attend and I am running late. If you are not coming with me, then it’s fine, I’ll go on my own. When I return, I will fuck you hard for not going with me!” Dave said and grabbed his phone from the table and his car keys, then he forcibly pulled himself to Becca and kissed her. “You should stop being silly, you know. Your father might catch us. Come home early for dinner!” She announced loudly and chuckled as Dave left the mansion. Dave drove to Amanda’s house to pick her up as always. He dashed into her ap
Nathan Reed, a 20 years old 6 '2 student, dressed elegantly in a black expensive suit marched majestically onto the stage. His walking steps were perfect like he calculated his every movement. His chiselled jawline was still visible even from a distance. His black hair glowed and his face was like that of a god. “Hi.” He began. His voice immediately resonated around the room. It was deep and thick, commanding respect. Almost every single girl in the room began to drool over Nathan. “Is that the Nathan Reed from Luxton college?” “The one who was accused of stealing the Egoista?” “Yes! He.. I don’t understand. Was he just framed?” “Is that milkman? He was arrested. How then..” Many questions, but so little answers. “I am Nathan Reed, but some of you know me as Mr. Humble Bunny!” Nathan exclaimed. David’s eyes widened. As well as Anastasia’s and Charles’. But Charles was more excited than scared. “So he is the Bunny guy? The guy who donated $53 Million at the gala?”
“Oh, hey Selene. What are you doing here alone?” Dave asked as he hugged her calmly. All the while, Amanda was observing his every move with contempt. “What am I doing here? I’m doing the same thing you’re doing here, dancing! Wanna dance?” She chuckled and extended her hand towards him. Dave hesitated for a moment, glancing up to see Amanda still staring at Nathan. His frustration boiled over, and he decided to take Selene up on her offer. “Sure, why not?” he replied, taking her hand. Selene led him to the dance floor, and they began to move to the rhythm of the music. The lights flashed around them beautifully. Dave tried to lose himself in the dance, but his eyes kept darting back to Amanda and Nathan. He was both angry and scared at the same time. As the music picked up pace, Selene leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear. “You seem tense, Dave. What’s going on?” “It’s nothing,” he muttered, trying to focus on the beat. “Just some stuff I need to figure out.”
“What are you doing here?” Were the first words that David uttered. “What am I doing here? I’m checking up on my friends. I smell tension in the air. Is something wrong?” Nathan asked calmly, almost in a mocking tone. Neil stood beside him, not a word coming out from his mouth. He was a more reserved person. Dave walked up to him and grinned his teeth. “I know what you are trying to do. You are trying to make us feel inferior because you met Elon Musk. Fuck you! You will always be the same broke church rat to me!” Dave spat rudely. “Oh well, sir Elon came here to revive old memories. I brought him here, not you. I went to his company, not you! And you should have seen how massive NexGen is. I doubt you’d ever be able to see it though. And no, I am only interested in what you are doing!” Nathan said, adding more mockery to his voice. “Oh, hi, Nathan. It’s good to see you! I told my friends that you were Mr. Humble Bunny, but they did not believe me. I was so sure!” Charles e
The event was a successful one for all other students. It ended beautifully with lots of dance and uncensored booze. After the party, people went all round, looking for the Nathan Reed guy to take pictures with and even connect with him. But as usual, he was nowhere to be found. He was probably with the higher authorities. All they were left with was his Lamborghini Egoista. Every single student made sure they took pictures of the ride. It was an exhilarating experience they would not forget soon. Social media won’t know what hit it. Marcus held a drink in his hand as he strolled back home. He was a little high from drinking too much, but thanks to his alcohol tolerance, he was still slightly aware of his environment. He darted away from the event centre, walking towards his ride which he had ordered beforehand. Suddenly, someone came from behind and pushed him to the ground. “Who’s there?” He asked, looking around as pulled himself up. Everywhere was a bit blurry. As soon
“You weren’t present at the bouquet. What happened?” Nathan asked her and he sliced the onion beautifully. “I um.. My grandma was really sick and I could not leave. I had to take care of her. But I did watch the event on livestream. And yes, you lied to me!” April said gently. Nathan chuckled, almost missing a slice. “Yes. I lied. Sometimes, it’s good to keep things a secret. So, how is your grandma’s health?” Nathan asked softly. “She is getting better. She should be up and running by tomorrow. Tell me, sir Nathan, just how wealthy are you? And why have you been hiding it all the years? You allowed people to trample on your foot and call you names. Why?” April asked from her end of the phone, curiously. Nathan chucked again. He was enjoying the conversation. No, he was enjoying April’s words. He was beginning to like her too. She was a humble, sweet girl. But he had to look carefully before taking a leap. He remembered what Elon had told him. “April, I um.. I don’t know. M