Damien Delaney walked into his home tired and weary from a long day of work. Hauling the massive bag of groceries into the kitchen, he checked his phone – no replies from his wife. It was another fight over yet another vacation she knew he couldn't afford.The nagging had gotten worse in the last couple days. If it wasn't a diamond necklace she wanted. it would be a pair of heels so expensive they could comfortably feed a family of five for two months. The worst part was that she could afford all her luxuries on her obscene salary. But even though the mere sound of his breathing now seemed to annoy her, he loved her with all his heart and to make it up to her, he planned to cook he favourite meal, steak and fries, for her birthday.Damien checked his phone again, still no text from Courtney. The day was turning tonight and the food was ready, all that was missing was the birthday girl.He decided to call her when his phone lit up showing the face of his least liked person, Courtney'
"Are you here to embarrass us?""Look at you," said Beth Alistair, Courtney's mother as Damien got off the ground. "Must you display your worthlessness publicly? I am so glad my daughter's eyes are open and she's out of your chokehold. I don't know how you did it but it's over now. Take your filthy self out of my sight."She sky hated the sight of the young man, besides his good looks, he had nothing else going for him. How could her daughter have been so blind all these years?"Where's Courtney,"Damien asked, ignoring their biting words.Andy's blood was beginning to boil in his veins. Why couldn't this bastard just accept he didn't deserve a woman like Courtney? “You deadbeat, do you realise she had a work emergency she has to attend to? As my woman, she wouldn't have to do anything because I can take good care of her. Don't you see she deserves better than you?”Alison was swooning at Andy's words. She had always tried to show her feelings for him but he always had eyes for Courtn
He was surprisingly fast and agile for a man his age, but not as fast as Damien who saw his balled fist coming a mile away and ducked out of the way. Damien leaned back as Saul launched another punch right for his head. After a few missed punches, the older man was gassed out and Damien took one measured step forward. His fist, fast as lighting, connected with Saul's unguarded upper belly, sending the man writhing on the ground in pain. "Stay out of my way, old man." He reached for the drawer and pulled out a necklace with a Yin pendant without the Yang part, then headed out of the house."You're fired. If I ever see your face again, you're dead." Saul bellowed. That bastard Damien had crossed the line and even if he burrowed into the deepest hole, Saul was determined to find him and make him pay.Of course he was fired. The perfect end to his night. No wife, no money, no family, no job. It had been months since he had a drop of alcohol but as he walked through the doors of the rowd
The remaining drunks decided it would be a good idea to avenge their friend. They rushed at him aiming to overwhelm him. He was like a blur before their eyes; one second, they saw him, the next they were passed out on the floor after feeling a blunt force against their heads.In seconds, Damien was the only one left standing, having a crazed look in his eyes. He looked around and saw that all eyes were on him wondering how such a harmless looking, unassuming man could take down all those big guys without so much as breaking a sweat. No one moved a muscle, fearing for their safety before this dangerous man.Attention was something he hated with a passion so he decided to leave the bar."Where did you learn to fight like that?" Angela asked."My dad."He walked out of the bar and saw a bunch of people gathered around a spot. Closer inspection revealed they were gathered around a Rolls Royce Phantom. What was such a car doing in this run down neighbourhood? Surely whoever owned it had a
Renee's face went beet-red. How dare this bastard off the street speak to her so bluntly. What's more, her own sister who she was defending was laughing at her. It was more anger than she could bear."How dare you speak to me like this?" She marched towards Damien wanting to slap the smug look off his face."Enough." A voice boomed, rattling the chandelier hung in the middle of the room. It was so loud, it sent a shiver up Damien's spine. He glanced around looking for who had yelled like that. "Come on, dear boy." Damien looked at the bed and saw the old man smiling at him. He slowly advanced and came to a stop at the old man's bedside."You look so much like him," the old man said as tears streamed down his face. "Like my son."Confusion spread across Damien's face. Why would he look like some random old man's son? Unless…"Forgive me, grandson. I have been a terrible grandfather to you."His father had told him all about his grandfather but never let them meet. Too bad they had to
He took off the necklace and handed it back to Damien. "Yes. Unfortunately, this is only a temporary fix as my ailment is too far gone. I would need nothing short of a miracle to be completely whole."The whole night had been nothing short of a miracle for Damien. From losing everything to becoming the CEO of one of the biggest consortiums in the world. He definitely became a believer."What kind of a miracle."The old man was taken aback. "A miracle of epic proportions. What I need is a special and extremely rare root called the Ayurbouros root. I have spent most of my years trying to find it to no avail.""How do I find it?"The old man was even more shocked. Such a determined young man. He would define4be a good fit for the CEO position. "It is impossible, boy. I appreciate your enthusiasm but if I couldn’t find it, then it can't be found."Damien couldn't accept that. He'd only just found his last surviving family member and he would be damned if he let anything happen to him."I
"Listen to yourself. You're going to kill him? You're the CEO of the Delaney Company, you have billions at your disposal, you're even going to be part of a secret cult that'll basically make you superhuman. Why not use all that against him. Make the revenge slow and painful, don't let him see it coming. "His anger subsided in an instant. Of course he could make Saul's punishment painful and drawn out. After years of making Damien suffer, Saul deserved all his ill-gotten gains ripped out of his hands. His stomach growled. After such an eventful day, he had forgotten to eat something."You need food." She eyed his rumpled clothes. "And new clothes. But food first." She stretched over the keys to the Rolls Royce. "I did say it would be yours if you listened to me."Damien still couldn't process his new situation. Was this all some sort of elaborate prank? Surely it couldn't be."My drivers licence got towed away with my car. You drive."Angela smiled widely. It seemed Damien hadn't full
By now, a small crown had started to form, watching the whole exchange. She turned to Damien. "I'm very sorry for the inconvenience sir. Please accept my apology." She stretched her hand out to shake Damien's but the hostess was having none of it.Whispers emerged from the crowd. "Why is such a gorgeous woman treating that beggar like an equal?""Exactly, he is clearly beneath her.""If she treats him like that, she must see me as a god."How dare he think he has the right to come close or touch her boss, the divinely beautiful Abigail McMichael. She slapped his hand away before he could reach Abigail's and stood between them, shielding her dear manager from the opportunistic scumbag."Get back. Don't you dare lay your filthy fingers on her," she growled at a shocked Damien. Along with being an unrepentant classist, was she also deranged? Her eyes were so wild, you would think he had tried to steal her baby."Don't fall for his tricks, miss Abigail. I know his kind. They try to lur