2025-03-31 00:35:57Outside by the door, Aiden notices a man walking toward him.
At first, Aiden thinks it's because of the cigarette he's smoking. Not wanting some shitty conversation with some security men, he stubs the cigarette under his feet. But still the man comes closer. Bracing himself, Aiden waits, hands in his pocket. “Hand over all you have stolen,” the man says. Aiden frowns. “I saw you going from car to car. I have been watching you over there for the past few minutes,” the man says. Aiden frowns again. This man cannot be drunk, right? “Oh, you want to prove to be stubborn.” Aiden's phone beeps. He takes it out of his pocket. He reads the message. A man in black clothes is on your tail; the message reads. He looks at the man in front of him, the man is in black clothes. Swiftly, he grabs the man and drags him to a corner with dim light. Aiden pushes the man to the ground, his right boot presses tight against the man's chest. “Are you going to tell me now?” Aiden asks, his voice now very different from the normal warm humble tone. The man on the ground tries to plead for help but the only words that come out of his mouth are nonsense words. What the fuck! The security man groans. Wesley didn't tell him this man was this strong?! His lungs…his lungs are on a fucking fire! “Are you ready to talk now?” Aiden asks, taking his boot slightly enough for the man to breathe. “I swear it was Mr Wesley who said I should accuse you of theft and arrest you so that he can come and bail you, I swear I have no hand in this,” the man blurts out, breathless. Aiden frowns. This man is a security man? He takes his phone and checks the message again. His frown grows deeper. He gives the man on the ground another kick before walking off, dialing a number. “What the fuck?” Aiden snaps. “I swear someone is on your tail, sir,” the person at the other end says. “Where is the person right now?” “Last time I was able to get his location, he was inside the hall.” “The same hall and my wife?” Aiden asks, the vein on his neck bugling. “Yes, sir. He's…he's going out, sir!” The person at the other end says. Aiden lets out a breath of relief. “I'm going to trick him and find out who the fuck he is.” “I'll keep you posted on any new information, sir.” Aiden hangs up, walks up to the road and boards a cab. “5th avenue,” Aiden says and slides into the car. “Seven dollars,” the man says. “No bargain,” he adds. “Just drive me there,” Aiden mutters. “People don't know how hard it is to drive a car and make a living from it,” the driver whines as he drives. “They don't realize that a car can break down any time and I'll be jobless and homeless, no food for my kid and my wife…it's such a nightmare that I don't want to think about it.” Despite the fact that Aiden doesn't give a fucking reply to the shit load of whining, the driver still continues. “I bet you haven't driven a car in your life…” still Aiden doesn't say anything but the driver sees it as a point of duty to continue. “If you ask me, it's a prerequisite for every man to have learnt how to drive at the age of eighteen, sometimes sixteen…” Aiden hisses under his breath. The man should just go ahead and say car driving should be learnt in the womb. “I could teach you how to drive if you're humble enough—” “Fuck!” Aiden swears, noticing a car that has been on their tail the whole while now closing in on them. He jumps in the front seat, yanks the driver's hand off the steering wheel and takes control of it, startling the damn man out of his wits. He sends the car flying down the road, narrowly escaping a lot of accidents. The car behind them has increased its speed. All of a sudden, Aiden brings the car to a halt. The other car comes crashing behind the car. Aiden swings the door open, jumps out of the car. A bullet sound disrupts the silence. Carefully, Aiden gets on his stomach. He crawls with caution under the darkness at the other end to the car. As soon as the door to the car opens, there's another bullet sound. Aiden grabs the legs he sees coming down from the car. Next there is a crashing sound. A man groans. Swiftly, Aiden grabs the man's gun and gets on his feet. He kicks the man in the back several times. He goes back to the cab, takes pictures of the license plate and sends it to a number. He sends a voice message along with it. “Find out the owner of this car and get him a new one.” When Aiden is sure the cab man is still alive, he goes back to the other car, carries the damn idiot who has been on his tail inside the car and drives off. Two hours later, the stupid tailing man taken care of, Aiden is back to the Villa. He takes several breaths to calm himself, to get the damn stupid spirit of the humble son-in-law he's been playing with all along before opening the door and going inside. He opens the door to the sitting room. He almost freezes. All the members of the family, including Harper's elder brother who has been out of town for the past two months for business reasons are in the sitting room. “Where the hell have you been?” Aiden's mother-in-law snaps. Aiden bows. “I'm sorry, ma'am. I was just looking around the area when I lost my way. By the time I found my way back to the place the car was parked, the car was no longer there. I had to trek all the way—” “You're a total disgrace to brotherhood,” Harper's elder brother says.
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The other people in the room except Harper hisses. A phone rings, everyone in the ring springs toward the phone. Harper answers the call“I have checked all of the chairman's schedule but he won't be less busy in the next two months,” someone at the other end says. “Two months?! Come on, that's too long,” Harper says. “To be honest, people who want to meet with the chairman have to book the appointment five months to the scheduled time,” the person at the other end says. Harper sighs and so do the other people in the room. “Alright. Thanks.” “I'm just tired, dad,” Harper's brother says as soon as the call ends. “What are we going to do now, honey?” “At this rate, we might just lay off the workers and close the company down.” “How could you say that?” Harper snaps at her brother. “Harper? What's that supposed to mean?” “You can't be talking like that!” “Dad, did you just hear your daughter?” Harper's brother turns to their father. “This girl doesn't have a bit of respect f
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Aiden relaxes in his seat. “You said that the last time and…two times ago…and three times ago and what?” He scoffs. “You have been repeating the same old shit since I met you.” All the men on the table don't dare look Aiden in the face even though his face is all concealed with a mask and cap. “You have one more chance left. If any other worker dies due to your carelessness again, I'm giving the company over to another capable person,” Aiden says. Pissed off with the other people at the table, he gets on his feet and goes to the other end of the room. His phone rings. It's a call from his personal assistant. “How is the surgery going?” Aiden asks. “It was successful, sir. I called you to ask you something, sir.” “No. For now, take care of your sister. Family comes first.” “She's okay, sir. Trust me, sir. She's fine.” Aiden sighs. When you think you're a workaholic, you only have to meet Park and he'll definitely blow your mind away. “Two seconds ago when I checked, you had
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The frown on Aiden's face deepens. Is this guy filming so something? “Mom!” He screams again. The next moment, Aiden's mother-in-law comes running into the room in her night dress. “Are you okay? Bryan!” She rushes to where he is and manages to get a hold on him. “Oh my goodness!” She screams in horror, examining Bryan's hand. Aiden takes a step closer to see the hand she's looking in horror at. He can't see anything wrong with it. “You bastard, what are you waiting for? Get me the first aid…no, dial the emergency number.” “Emergency?” Harper's voice calls across the room. She too comes running toward her brother. She stops dead, confusion on her face. “What is going on?” She asks.“Can't you see?” Her mother snaps. “Your brother is bleeding!” Harper looks toward Aiden in confusion as if trying to ask him if she's the only one seeing what she's seeing. Aiden shrugs slightly. This is actually the first time he'll be seeing a fully grown man making a fuss about a slight cut
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Shoes in hands, shirt sticking to the part of his body from sweat, Aiden rushes into his father-in-law’s dressing room. He falls on his knees and drops the shoes in front of his father-in-law’s feet. “Is Harper ready?” His father-in-law asks his mother-in-law. “She should. We can't afford to be late tonight,” she says. “If the owner of the Vicholas group is really coming tonight, we are the luckiest family on earth.”“Tell me about it,” Aiden's father-in-law steps into the shoes. “It's all thanks to Wesley when you think about it. Just imagine he didn't inform us of this opportunity. Such a kindhearted young man,” Aiden's mother-in-law adds.Still on his knees, Aiden knows the message his mother-in-law is trying to pass across. That he's the poor wicked man holding on to her daughter but Aiden doesn't say anything. He's already been through a lot of shit in a day, all he wants now is for them to leave the house so he can have a bit of solitude. “Let me go get Harper, honey,” Aid
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Wesley shakes his head slowly. “How did I get here?” He laughs. “You must think I'm some ordinary person because you see me way too frequently.” “My bad. I should be on my knees since you're some rare god. Sorry, I totally forgot,” Aiden mocks. Wesley looks around, his face totally red in anger. He'll let this slide for now. Since the head of the Vicholas group is some unknown person, he could be watching right now. He turns back to Aiden. “This phone you broke, you are going to pay it back to me in the worst way you can ever imagine.” Aiden shrugs. “Let's see how.” Wesley is going when a thought crosses his mind. He returns back. “By the way, can't you see how odd you look here? If I were you, I'd go out before people suspect I'm too low for this kind of gathering.” “What's—”“No, dude. No need to explain how insecure you feel about things like this. I'm a man too and I know how I'd feel if my wife were a hundred times richer than I am. But, just how long do you think this can
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A thought crosses Aiden's mind as he steps out of the dressing room. He sure knows Harper loves him but…remembering Wesley's words, he finds himself going across the hall to the party area. “Sir, you need to interview some of those who applied for the contract,” the man Park sent says after him. Aiden turns to the man. “Why?” The man walks closer to him. “Only five companies were chosen from the one thousand and eighteen companies that applied. So, you might need to be around to select the overall best company because we'll be needing just one.”Aiden nods. “I'll be back in a few seconds.” The man bows as Aiden strides into the hall where a soft music is now playing, the dance ground now filled up. At a glance, he scans the dance floor. There is no one who looks like Harper there. He glances at the tables around even though at the back of his mind, he knows Harper isn't some shy lady that will stay back on her seat while others are on the dance floor. Just as he's about to ch
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“I don't—what? If this is a joke, Sir, it's too creepy, I mean, what the…” the rest of the words hang in his throat as he sees that Aiden really meant what he said. Wesley straightens up, wears back his coat and hisses. “You must think this company of yours is worth something because everyone is all over the place wanting a contract with it.”“Will you leave my office if you're done ranting?” Aiden asks. “Trust me, no one is going to get this contract other than me. You'll come back to beg me. There is no one here who deserves this contract other than me.” With that, he goes out, slamming the door after him. Outside, Harper rushes to Wesley, hoping to hear some good news from her best friend but the look she sees on Wesley's face causes her to freeze. “Miss Harper, could you please come in?” A voice echoes around the room before she can ask Wesley any question.“Forget about the contract, they're all a bunch of fools anyway,” she hears Wesley say as she goes in. With cold hands a
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The frown on Aiden's face deepens. Is this guy filming so something? “Mom!” He screams again. The next moment, Aiden's mother-in-law comes running into the room in her night dress. “Are you okay? Bryan!” She rushes to where he is and manages to get a hold on him. “Oh my goodness!” She screams in horror, examining Bryan's hand. Aiden takes a step closer to see the hand she's looking in horror at. He can't see anything wrong with it. “You bastard, what are you waiting for? Get me the first aid…no, dial the emergency number.” “Emergency?” Harper's voice calls across the room. She too comes running toward her brother. She stops dead, confusion on her face. “What is going on?” She asks.“Can't you see?” Her mother snaps. “Your brother is bleeding!” Harper looks toward Aiden in confusion as if trying to ask him if she's the only one seeing what she's seeing. Aiden shrugs slightly. This is actually the first time he'll be seeing a fully grown man making a fuss about a slight cut
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Aiden relaxes in his seat. “You said that the last time and…two times ago…and three times ago and what?” He scoffs. “You have been repeating the same old shit since I met you.” All the men on the table don't dare look Aiden in the face even though his face is all concealed with a mask and cap. “You have one more chance left. If any other worker dies due to your carelessness again, I'm giving the company over to another capable person,” Aiden says. Pissed off with the other people at the table, he gets on his feet and goes to the other end of the room. His phone rings. It's a call from his personal assistant. “How is the surgery going?” Aiden asks. “It was successful, sir. I called you to ask you something, sir.” “No. For now, take care of your sister. Family comes first.” “She's okay, sir. Trust me, sir. She's fine.” Aiden sighs. When you think you're a workaholic, you only have to meet Park and he'll definitely blow your mind away. “Two seconds ago when I checked, you had
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The other people in the room except Harper hisses. A phone rings, everyone in the ring springs toward the phone. Harper answers the call“I have checked all of the chairman's schedule but he won't be less busy in the next two months,” someone at the other end says. “Two months?! Come on, that's too long,” Harper says. “To be honest, people who want to meet with the chairman have to book the appointment five months to the scheduled time,” the person at the other end says. Harper sighs and so do the other people in the room. “Alright. Thanks.” “I'm just tired, dad,” Harper's brother says as soon as the call ends. “What are we going to do now, honey?” “At this rate, we might just lay off the workers and close the company down.” “How could you say that?” Harper snaps at her brother. “Harper? What's that supposed to mean?” “You can't be talking like that!” “Dad, did you just hear your daughter?” Harper's brother turns to their father. “This girl doesn't have a bit of respect f
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Outside by the door, Aiden notices a man walking toward him.At first, Aiden thinks it's because of the cigarette he's smoking. Not wanting some shitty conversation with some security men, he stubs the cigarette under his feet. But still the man comes closer. Bracing himself, Aiden waits, hands in his pocket. “Hand over all you have stolen,” the man says. Aiden frowns. “I saw you going from car to car. I have been watching you over there for the past few minutes,” the man says. Aiden frowns again. This man cannot be drunk, right?“Oh, you want to prove to be stubborn.” Aiden's phone beeps. He takes it out of his pocket. He reads the message.A man in black clothes is on your tail; the message reads. He looks at the man in front of him, the man is in black clothes. Swiftly, he grabs the man and drags him to a corner with dim light. Aiden pushes the man to the ground, his right boot presses tight against the man's chest.“Are you going to tell me now?” Aiden asks, his voice no
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“Where is the invitation to the party? He must have given you one when he invited you,” Aiden says. “When should I come pick you?” Wesley asks, deliberately ignoring that stupid question that Aiden asked. “That's true, Wesley, he must have given you an invitation or some sort,” Harper points out. “Come on, girl, don't pretend as if you don't know how things work. He didn't give me an invitation of any sort.” Harper frowns. “How is that possible?” “Wow. So you actually have to be given an invitation to every party?” Wesley asks. “Back in the US, you don't need an invitation if it's a really special party for special people. The owner of the Vicholas group must have had my picture given to the people manning the door.” “That's so cool,” Harper mutters. “But, are you okay? You look so stressed.” “I'm fine.” Harper signs. “I'm really fine.” “You don't have to be worried. I promise everything will be okay. If I knew things were going to get out of hand like this, I wouldn't have d
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“Oh, you don't have to look so sad about that,” Aidan's mother-in-law says. “I don't know how Harper will feel about it…we've…” he looks down, deliberately lowering his voice. “She's my best friend and I don't…I don't want to do anything that will make her feel bad.” “Oh, gosh, you're so sweet,” Aiden's mother-in-law says. “I already said that is nothing to worry about.” “But…” Wesley looks at Aiden, faking a concerned look. “Will you be okay with it?”Aiden scoffs. “I sure look okay. What damn sort of man will hear this shit you're saying and still remain sane?” “Aiden, this is going to be my last warning,” Aiden's father-in-law says. “Shut up right now.” Aiden looks at his father-in-law and shakes his head. “I'm sorry, sir, but there is no way this is going to happen when I'm still in this house.” “That's what you want? I can now see how ungrateful you are. Park your things and get out of this house,” Aiden's father-in-law orders. Immediately, Wesley gets on his feet in front
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“He also gave you a contract?” Harper asks, bewildered. “Well…I don't want to say this, but I actually instructed him to give the contract to Harper because…” he shrugs. “I'm not really in need of the contract. I'm here to settle down, have a family and…things like that.” By the time he's done talking, all the other three people on the table are staring at him in surprise. “Wait a minute. I want to understand this…” Aiden's father-in-law says, “you gave out your contract to our company? For free?” Wesley chuckles. “Come on, dad, you're making it too much of a big deal. You're the only family I have if you actually think about it.”“Oh…my Wesley…” Aiden's mother-in-law cries. “You're too good to be true.”“Shit. Why would you do that?” Harper asks. “You're making me feel indebted to you.” “But…” Wesley quickly says. Once he misses this opportunity, he might not be able to get it back. “Actually…” he bites on his lower lip, staring into his plate. “I messed up.” “What's that?” Wes
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“Have you been sleeping since we left?!” She shoots a murderous glare at him. With a head bow, Aiden mutters some series of sorrys. “He's growing lazier day by day,” Aiden's father-in-law says. “Why won't he? All he does is wake up, eat, sleep and then repeat the circle over and over again.” “Mom…” Harper cries. Her mother looks at her. She opens her mouth to talk but soon closes it. “I'll let it slide this morning because of you, dear. But you…” she shoots another glare at Aiden. “Be prepared to start working before the end of this week. It's time you started contributing to this family. I can't continue feeding a useless full-grown man.” She hisses and goes in with her husband. Harper sighs as soon as they are gone. “You're not going to say anything to that either?” Aiden shrugs. “It's time to start working if you actually think about it.” “Damn! Do you know how much work you do in this house? Do you know how many hours of sleep— four hours of sleep is all you get everyday
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“I don't—what? If this is a joke, Sir, it's too creepy, I mean, what the…” the rest of the words hang in his throat as he sees that Aiden really meant what he said. Wesley straightens up, wears back his coat and hisses. “You must think this company of yours is worth something because everyone is all over the place wanting a contract with it.”“Will you leave my office if you're done ranting?” Aiden asks. “Trust me, no one is going to get this contract other than me. You'll come back to beg me. There is no one here who deserves this contract other than me.” With that, he goes out, slamming the door after him. Outside, Harper rushes to Wesley, hoping to hear some good news from her best friend but the look she sees on Wesley's face causes her to freeze. “Miss Harper, could you please come in?” A voice echoes around the room before she can ask Wesley any question.“Forget about the contract, they're all a bunch of fools anyway,” she hears Wesley say as she goes in. With cold hands a
