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Chapter One As the glowing sun began to set, a young man named Elijah stood nervously at the doorstep of his step brother’s luxurious apartment. Elijah was dressed in tattered clothes, his hair unkempt, and his eyes bloodshot from crying. In his hand was a crumpled piece of paper, the hospital bill that he had received earlier that day.Elijah’s mother had fallen ill, and the hospital had demanded immediate payment before they would provide any treatment or even give them a bed space in the clustered hospital ward. Elijah had already used up all his savings, and he had no one else to turn to but his younger step-brother, Henry.This is so embarrassing and humiliating, begging my younger step brother who treats me like trash for money is something really insulting but I have no choice , my mother is sick and I don’t have any money left to continue with her cancer treatment and chemotherapy “ Elijah whispered to himself.Elijah is the black sheep of the family even though he is the mo
Chapter Two“What are you doing here Elijah?” Stella asked instead of her to apologize to her boyfriend for disgracing him by hurting his feelings and cheating on him. “I should ask you what are you doing here , please don’t tell me that you both have been having sex behind my back?!” Elijah asked, feeling so betrayed , he felt like his world was shattering and his heart was on fire. “Don’t you dare talk anyhow to Stella when you came here to beg for money” Henry said which made Stella to become more egoistic “Oh so you’re even here to beg and you’re asking me for the reason I am cheating on you? I don’t deal with poor beggars , just take a good look at the way you look right now “ Stella said laughing and mocking Elijah while mocking his tattered outfits with her hands. “How could you do this to me when you know that my mother is not feeling too well, we have been dating for more than 2 years now …I am so disappointed in you Stella. I don’t believe you could do this to me” Eli
Chapter Three “I can’t let my mother die of cancer, I have to do whatever it takes to save her ! I can’t allow my mother to die, she is the only one I have in this world” the young man called Elijah cried with tears and mucus running down his face as he ran towards his father’s office to beg for money so that he could take his mother to the hospital. Elijah always sits beside his mother and takes care of her since she feels sick. She has been painfully sick for the last 2 months but no one cared about her , Elijah was the only person doing a lot of hard labour and side jobs to get enough money to buy medications for his mother but he didn’t get enough money because taking care of his mother didn’t allow him to work longer hours and not a single soul helped him. Elijah even sold all his mother’s expensive jewellery, shoes and bags but the money wasn’t enough to treat her diabetes which results in cancer because of lack of proper care and professional treatment from the doctors. Elij
Chapter Four “Hmmm, young man you have to take heart. You were too late , why didn’t you bring her to the hospital as soon as possible “ the doctor asked “I ur mother can’t make it, we tried our best but you brought her in too late . You are lucky to have some few minutes with her before she leaves us and don’t worry about the bills , I will take care of it” said the doctor who pitied the young man when he saw how shabby and tattered he looked. “Where is she ! My mother can’t die !” Elijah started shouting till his veins popped up , the younger male nurses had to come and hold him down and calm him before they led him into his mother’s room. Elijah Stood by his mother's bedside, watching as she took shallow, labored breaths. Her skin was pale, and her eyes were closed, and he could tell she was in pain. He felt helpless, like there was nothing he could do to ease her suffering.The room was quiet except for the sounds of the machines beeping and the hiss of oxygen flowing through t
Chapter Five Elijah stretched on the bed and yawned while trying to clean his eyes hoping that this was all a dream but a loud feminine voice confirmed that he wasn’t dreaming. “Arghhhhhhh! What are you pervert doing in the same bed with me naked !” The young lady on the bed shouted when she woke up from sleep. Elijah quickly lifted up the duvet and saw that his trousers were gone but his shirt was still intact. Elijah didn’t look at the girl's body out of respect but he still knew that she was naked under the bedsheets. Elijah’s head began to ache more because he was trying his best to remember how he got into the messed up situation but he couldn’t Rem her nothing and to make matters worse , the lady beside him on the bed was looking at him with a mean scowl. “What kind of question is that? I am not completely naked and I don’t know how I got myself in this situation so you should start explaining yourself!” Elijah shouted at the lady who looked clueless and helpless. “Is this
Chapter Six Elijah was nervous, his eyes darting back and forth as he shifted his weight from foot to foot“No, this is not going to work. I am innocent and only came to the bar to mourn my mother’s death. There is a mistake somewhere , Selena here seems like a nice lady but I declined this offer and I won’t be your son-in-law …” but before Elijah could finish his words , Grandfather Clinton spoke “Shut him up “ he ordered, his voice low and menacing.The bodyguards stepped forward, their hands moving to grip Elijah’s arms. He struggled against them, but they were too strong. They dragged him to the center of the room, their footsteps echoing in the silence that followed before the sounds of beating took over. Elijah was thrown to the ground. The bodyguards surrounded him, their faces twisted into sneers of contempt. Elijah looked up at them, fear and confusion written across his features."Please," he begged, his voice barely above a whisper. "Please, don't do this” Elijah pleaded
Chapter Seven“Whoa, this is some party” Elijah whispered when he saw the splendor of the party while walking towards Selena, his sudden bride that he doesn’t know anything about. The ballroom of the party shimmered with cascades of crystal chandeliers, casting a soft, ethereal glow upon the elite attendees. It was a grand affair, a party hosted by the renowned Grandfather Clinton in order to attract more people for his Presidential seat political campaign. The room buzzed with laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses, yet amidst the vibrant crowd, one figure stood out despite his old and battered suit, the young man named Elijah has an alpha male and charismatic aura that makes people keep glancing at him besides he is not a popular person in the business society. Elijah navigated through the sea of elegantly attired guests with a sense of purpose. His eyes, as blue as the deep ocean, scanned the room until they came to rest on a breathtaking sight who kept moving around like a
Chapter Eight As the elderly man walked into the ballroom, his presence commanded attention. His perfectly tailored suit hugged his lean frame, accentuating his broad shoulders and chiseled jawline. The fabric shimmered under the glow of the chandeliers, and the color was a rich shade of navy blue. The shirt underneath his suit was crisp and white, and the tie was a deep burgundy that contrasted elegantly with the suit. His shoes were polished to a mirror-like shine, and the gleam of his gold cufflinks caught the light as he walked.The man's face was weathered by time, with lines etched deep around his mouth and eyes. But there was a charisma in his gaze that seemed to draw people in. His hair was a silvery white, neatly combed back, and his mustache and beard were trimmed immaculately. He wore a Rolex watch on his wrist, and the diamonds on the bezel sparkled in the light. As he made his way through the crowd, several bodyguards followed him closely. They were all tall, muscular m
Epilogue Elijah lay beside Vanessa, the soft breeze from the open window brushing against their bare skin. The rhythm of the ocean waves outside their beach house was soothing, but all Elijah could focus on was the warmth of Vanessa’s body pressed against his. The years had passed, but the fire between them never dimmed. Vanessa turned to him, her dark hair falling messily across her shoulders, her eyes heavy with desire. Elijah reached out, his hand brushing the hair from her face, his fingertips tracing the curve of her jaw. Her lips parted slightly as she leaned in, kissing him slowly, deeply. "I can never get enough of you," Elijah whispered, his voice low and thick with emotion. Vanessa smiled, a soft laugh escaping her lips. "And you never will." She pulled him closer, her hands exploring his body, feeling the familiar strength and warmth of him. Their lips met again, this time more urgently, and Elijah rolled over her, his body pressing her into the soft sheets. Their bo
Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty Eight The flames from the fire had long since died down, but the warmth lingered in the air. Elijah stood on the balcony of the rebuilt estate, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The war was over, at least for now. The family legacy was safe, but the scars ran deep. He had gone from being a nobody, a broke son-in-law, to a man standing at the head of one of the most powerful families in the country.Henry walked out onto the balcony, joining him. His steps were slow, still heavy from the weight of everything they had endured."Hard to believe it's over," Henry said, leaning on the railing beside Elijah.Elijah nodded but said nothing. His mind was racing, his heart still burdened. He had done what he had to for the family. But something was still eating away at him, something deep that refused to let go."You did it, Elijah," Henry continued, trying to offer some comfort. "You’ve proven yourself. You went from being the guy no one believed in to the man w
Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Seven Henry looked at Elijah, his face pale. "Our father," he whispered. "This isn’t just about us. They’re going after our family’s legacy." Elijah's heart pounded as he tried to process the information. The brothers' father, a former mafia boss who had turned legitimate, held the key to a vast network of power and influence. If Vincent and his allies gained control, it would mean disaster not only for their family but for countless innocents entangled in the web of corruption. "We have to warn him," Elijah said, urgency in his voice. "We need to get to him before they do." The brothers mobilized their team, arranging a secure transport to their father's secluded estate. As they traveled, Elijah could see the tension in Henry’s face, the weight of their family’s legacy pressing down on him. Arriving at the estate, they were met by their father's loyal guards, who ushered them inside. Their father, a tall, imposing man with a stern expression,
Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty Six## Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-SixThe brothers left the press conference, the weight of the revelations heavy on their shoulders. The drive back to their headquarters was tense, both men deep in thought about their next move. Elijah, behind the wheel, kept stealing glances at Henry, who was lost in his own world, staring out the window."We need to be ready for anything," Elijah finally broke the silence, his voice resolute. "This changes the game completely."Henry nodded slowly, turning to face his brother. "We need to find out how deep this corruption goes. We can't trust anyone except ourselves."As they pulled into the underground garage of their headquarters, their security team greeted them with somber faces. The atmosphere was thick with tension, everyone on edge after the morning's events.Inside the office, they were met by Marco, who had been working tirelessly to gather more intelligence. "We've got a new lead," he said, handing H
Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty Five The brothers had anticipated retaliation, but nothing could have prepared them for the storm that was about to hit. It started with subtle threats, shadowy figures lurking around their new business premises, and strange calls in the dead of night. Yet, the true horror unfolded on a fateful morning when their company’s stock plummeted without warning.Elijah stared at the stock market ticker, disbelief washing over him. "We’re losing millions," he muttered, his voice thick with tension. "Someone is sabotaging us."Henry paced the office, his mind racing. "It’s the mafia. They’re hitting us where it hurts."Their tech company had risen to prominence, hailed for its innovative solutions and ethical practices. Now, the mafia was crippling their financial stability, a silent war fought in the shadows of the corporate world.That night, as Elijah and Henry strategized their next move, the tranquility of their office was shattered by the sound of gunfir
Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty Four The realization hit like a freight train. The figure standing before them was someone they had never suspected. The informant's words echoed in their minds as the man revealed himself."I see you’re both surprised," the figure said, stepping into the light. It was Vincent Caruso, a high-ranking official who had been a close family friend for years."Vincent?" Elijah's voice trembled with shock. "Why would you do this?"Vincent's smile was cold, devoid of any warmth. "Because power is everything, Elijah. And you and Henry were becoming a threat to the balance I’ve worked so hard to maintain."Henry's blood boiled. "You set us up, manipulated us, and now you’re telling us this was all about power?"Vincent nodded, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Precisely. You see, Elijah, you were too influential, your business dealings too clean. And Henry, with his criminal connections, was the perfect pawn. Pitting you against each other kept you both occ
Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty Three Elijah and Henry sat in the back of the detective's car, a suffocating silence enveloping them. Henry's mind raced, the conflicting emotions tearing him apart. He had been prepared to kill his brother, but the revelation of Elijah's supposed betrayal shattered his newfound resolve. The car's headlights pierced through the darkness, the rain pelting against the windows like the pounding of Henry's heart.At the police station, they were separated for questioning. Henry sat in a small, dimly lit room, his mind spiraling into chaos. He couldn’t believe that after everything, he might have been manipulated once more. Detective Harris entered, carrying a thick file, and sat across from Henry."Tell me everything you know about Elijah's activities," Harris demanded, his eyes boring into Henry.Henry took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. "I don't know anything about Elijah being involved in criminal activities. I thought he was trying to help m
Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty TwoHenry's heart raced as he stood in front of Elijah. Each interaction drew him closer to the moment he had envisioned for years. Every time they spoke, Henry's resolve hardened, yet a part of him struggled with the hatred that had consumed his life.At the party, Elijah seemed oblivious to the storm brewing beneath Henry’s calm facade. They danced, laughed, and mingled with guests. Henry's eyes never left Elijah, the target of his deep-seated vengeance.Days turned into weeks, and Henry, now known as Vanessa, integrated seamlessly into Elijah's life. He became Elijah's confidante, learning his deepest secrets, his weaknesses, and his fears. Elijah trusted Vanessa implicitly, unaware of the peril lurking within.One night, as they sat in Elijah's luxurious penthouse, sipping wine, Elijah opened up about his past. "You know, Vanessa, I've had a complicated relationship with my brother, Henry," he said, his voice tinged with sadness. "We grew up togeth
Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty One Elijah paced the floor of his office, his mind racing with thoughts of Henry. The detective's visit had stirred up a storm within him. He tried to focus on the tasks at hand, but the news of Henry being alive gnawed at him.A few hours later, there was another knock at the door. It was Detective Harris again."Come in," Elijah said, trying to mask his frustration.Detective Harris stepped inside, holding another file. "Mr. Elijah, we've discovered more about your brother."Elijah's heart pounded in his chest. "What is it now?""Henry has been evading us for years," Harris said, opening the file. "He managed to get away with a lot of criminal activity because he kept changing his face. He had the help of a plastic surgeon in Dubai."Elijah sat down heavily in his chair, absorbing the information. "How can we catch him?""It's going to be hard," the detective said, shaking his head. "He keeps changing his face. It's like chasing a ghost."Elijah cle