Luke did not realise when his fists started flying.Within seconds, Jimmy Petersen was reduced to a bleeding, sopping mess as Luke landed hard punches repeatedly on his already bruised face.He was propelled and blinded by venomous anger. The hotel’s reception erupted in a flurry of screams and shouts as the security guards tried to pry an enraged Luke from the wounded man.“Sir, please. The police are on their way. I need you to calm down.” The manager pleaded.“No!” Luke roared and succeeded in landing one last punch before he was pulled from Jimmy, kicking and screaming.“Let go of me!” He bellowed. “Let go right now!”“I’m sorry, sir, but you have to be restrained until we’re sure you’ve calmed down.” The manager pleaded, trying to get him to see reason.Luke turned his focus on him, his eyes shooting sparks.“Order them to release me right now or the consequences will be dire. I’m not fucking joking.”The manager stumbled backwards at Luke’s dangerous expression as the security g
Luke stared at the detective for a moment, trying to place his finger on the one thing that made this situation seem so off.Then it hit him.“Antoine had posted a picture of himself at Wembley on his social media page the day of the fire, detective. How then was he at Knightsbridge at the very same time?”McGregor shrugged.“Investigations are still ongoing, sir, but all I can say is that it took a whole lot of work for my men to review all those security footage. We both know that all the CCTV cameras at the event centre were destroyed by the fire. I had to resort to checking all the surrounding footage one by one before I was able to find this one.”Luke was still not convinced.“Can I see the footage?”“Of course, sir. Right this way.”Detective McGregor led the way to the hotel’s world class restaurant and they both ordered coffee while he tried to set up his laptop. A few minutes later, the grainy CCTV footage came on and Luke watched in shocked anger as McGregor zoomed in on
The next day dawned bright and early. Luke was already seated behind his desk, flipping through his schedule of meetings for the day and the various event centre proposals submitted by his employees.So far, non of the centers appealed to him. Non of it was furnished with the necessary facilities for the conference’s exhibition.He rubbed a hand over his tired eyes and took a sip of his coffee, hoping the strong liquid will wake him up.He’d not slept a wink last night. Haunting images of the public disgrace his grandfather might suffer if the conference was not held successfully kept him awake throughout.Finally unable to deal with the murderous rage that swamped him at the thought of Jimmy Petersen and Anotoine, he gave up trying to sleep by three in the morning and spent the remaining early hours in home gym, beating the hell out of the punching bag.Now, he sat down jittery with anticipation as he awaited Detective McGregor’s call.Finally, at a few hours to noon, his phone final
Luke froze in his seat as the detective kept on speaking;“Exactly five years ago, a rival automobile company, Fountain Automobiles, was established in Paris. According to my investigations, that company alone sold more than five hundred thousand cars in less than two months because apparently, they dealt with affordable and durable automobiles which the French people were clearly after.In the third month, Antoine sued the company with claims that they used fake materials in the manufacture of their vehicles. He was however not able to prove this claim in court and the case was dismissed.Two months later, the entirety of France was agog with the news that Fountain Motors had surpassed Antoine’s company, recording the highest sales between both companies in five months.Their CEO received an award of recognition a week later. That same night, a fire started in the company’s warehouse. The warehouse and factory were in the same building. It took that fire two hours to burn the entire
Luke watched as a knowing smile curved Fiona’s lips. To his surprise, instead of rubbing her success in his face, she stepped back and blinked at him coyly. “I’ll think about it but I’ll let you know soon.” She said before stepping out of his office.Minutes after she’d left, the room was still quiet and stiff with tension.Finally, Nina spoke up.“I do not trust her.” She said quietly. “Not one bit. I think she’s up to something.”Luke leaned back in his seat, rubbing his chin as his mind whirled in a billion different directions.“You’re definitely right. This only means we have to watch her more closely than before.”Nina leaned forward, her brows furrowed.“Do you think she had anything to do with the fire? I mean, she was so intent on making sure you blamed me for it. I cannot help but wonder if she had a hand in it.Luke remained quiet and thoughtful for a while, then he finally said;“There’s no denying that I believed she had something to do with it before. However, all of Mc
Luke arrived at the police station in record time and was immediately escorted into the building by one of the officers on duty.“This way, sir. Detective McGregor is already awaiting your arrival at the interrogation room.”Luke followed silently behind him, his blood already thundering in anticipation. They walked through a hallway and maze of offices until they arrived at a steel doorway.“This way, sir.” The detective said over his shoulder as he pushed the steel door open and stood aside for Luke to walk in first.Luke obliged. Immediately he stepped into the small room, he looked at his surroundings, noting another steel door which no doubt led to another room beyond, as well as the floor-to-ceiling glass which separated both rooms.When he finally noticed Jimmy Petersen through the wall of glass, slumped against a chair in the next room, Luke’s fists curled involuntarily as anger shot through his veins.“Your lordship. Glad you could make it.”Luke turned at the sound of that vo
After another thirty minutes of trying to get Jimmy to speak without any trace of luck, Detective McGregor decided to take a break.Luke watched as the detective stepped out of the interrogation room, his lips and brows pinched tight to show his displeasure.Luke was not very pleased about the situation either. If anything, Jimmy Petersen’s meagre confession had only succeeded in rendering him even more confused.Now, he had no idea who to suspect. If Antoine was not responsible for the fire, then who the hell orchestrated it?This only meant that he had to ramp up his guard. Every single person was a suspect. His grandfather had already told him that in this world, the enemies he did not know were even more dangerous than the ones who choose to show their hatred against him in public.“Detective,” Luke called. “Do you think he’s lying about the whole Antoine situation?”The detective was silent for a moment, then he said;“No. Sadly, I do not believe Jimmy is lying. I’ve put him un
Luke’s spine stiffened in shock at Jimmy’s statement as he watched the detective help him up and make sure he was properly settled in his chair.His brother? Really? What sort of twisted maze was really going on here?His pulse thundered wildly against his throat as McGregor sat back in his seat and resumed his interrogation.“Tell me everything you know about this man, Jimmy.”Jimmy’s lips twisted in a sneer.“Father always loved him more than he loved my sister and I.”Okay. Now Luke was floored. Jimmy Petersen had a sister?“Father used to hit our mother, you know. He would hit her with his fists, an iron rod, the soup ladle, his belt…basically anything he could get his hands on. When he hit her to the point that she couldn’t take it anymore, he’ll turn his anger on my sister and I.I was just ten at the time and Isabella was five. I tried as much as possible to shield her from his madness but I couldn’t do much. I was just a child.”Jimmy’s eyes brightened suspiciously and second
One year later“…to end this broadcast, here’s a recap of the major stories.Former Mrs. Fiona George, ex wife to one of London’s most successful trillionaire businessman, Luke George, along with her mother, Mrs. Carmichael and ex-boyfriend, David Humsworth have all been sentenced to different years in prison. After a long year of legal battles, the court finally announced their sentence today, bringing months of crime and criminal conspiracy to an end…”A sense of satisfaction settled over Luke’s heart as he watched clips of Fiona, her mother and David being led into a police van, already handcuffed. Fiona was screaming and crying while David and Mrs. Carmichael lowered their heads to avoid being captured by the cameras.Beside Luke, Nina, his five months pregnant wife, snuggled deeper against his side, placing her small hands atop his chest.“It’s finally over.” She whispered, her gentle voice already soothing his soul. “It’s really over. Are you happy now?”Luke twisted to the si
For five long seconds, a thick blanket of silence reigned in the room. Lord George stared at Nina in shock, obviously unable to believe his ears. Lucas’ expression was filled with awe while Fiona and her mother looked like they’d just been forced to swallow a bowl full of fart.“Luke, she’s lying. This bitch is lying to you. I didn’t bribe the doctor. How could I do that when I didn’t even know the hospital until you took me there? How can I betray you like that?” She sniffed and hiccuped, looking every bit the victim.Mrs. Carmichael was enraged.“All you’ve done for the past few minutes is go around yapping that little mouth of yours and spewing lies.” She spat at Nina. “Where’s your evidence, huh? You’re claiming that my daughter bribed the doctor. Where’s your goddamn evidence, you shameless homewrecker?!”“If you’re looking for evidence, don’t ask her. Ask me.”Everyone turned towards the door, searching for the owner of the new voice.Mrs Carmichael’s face dampened with fear an
Luke’s heart thundered like a runaway train as Fiona came closer and closer, thrusting the baby towards him.When she was just a hair’s breadth away, Nina intercepted her, blocking her from reaching him.Fiona’s scowl deepened, her eyes already burning with rage.“What the heck do you think you’re doing, Nina? Get out of my way.” She snapped angrily.“And what the hell do you think you’re doing?” Nina countered, folding her arms.Fiona raised her chin.“I was just about to introduce Luke to his son and heir before you rudely interrupted. As you know, my Cameron is a bonafide member of this family. You’re not. Therefore you have no right to be here. Why don’t you just give up on your plans to destroy my marriage, Nina? Can’t you see that you’re already failing?”Nina smirked.“Since we’re all here and you seem to have so much to say today, Fiona, why don’t we play a little game?”Luke stared at the back of Nina’s head with confusion. What was she doing?“In addition to being blind, ar
SIX MONTHS LATERPain. He was in so much pain.His arms, legs and back throbbed and burned. His head felt like a wailing banshee had taken up residence. He tried to open his eyes but his eyelids seemed to be glued shut.“His vitals seem okay but he’s no longer responding to treatment. I’m afraid his coma might become worse. His injuries are nothing like we’ve ever seen before.”He heard noises above him and tried to alert whoever it was to the fact that he was actually awake. He tried to blink or even move his finger, but his body refused to listen to his brain as usual.“I’m sorry but you and your family will have to consider taking him off life support. I don’t mean to be pessimistic but it doesn’t look like he’ll get any better than this.”His heart tightened with panic as he listened to the doctor go on and on about how he’ll never recover. Someone was crying in the room. He could hear the whimpers. Her whimpers.He struggled to stay awake for a moment longer but his brain was spi
THREE MONTHS LATERThe day was dark and gloomy. Rydling soldiers and Elders gathered around the glass casket, their faces pinched in tight frowns.“We’re gathered today to celebrate the one person who sacrificed his life to save all of us. We’re here to witness the end of the reign of our chosen one.” Elder Tomako said quietly.“We watched him fight a good fight. Now, it’s time to bid him farewell. We tried our possible best to bring him back, but I believe this is really the end of the road for our hero. Lower the casket.”The casket was lowered by four heavily built soldiers into the already dug earth. The moment it touched the ground, the death bells started ringing.The forlorn sounds of the bell were followed by flashes of lightning and the deep, rumbling sounds of thunder. That was the king of the Rydlings himself, saying goodbye to his chosen one. The Chosen One had fought a good fight. Now, it was time for him to rest eternally.
THE END OF HIS REIGN***Have you ever gotten the feeling that you’re about to die and no one can save you even if they tried?Have you ever looked death straight in the eyes?That was all that went through Luke’s mind as he stared at the red eyes of the demon-beast before him. His knees and heart quaked with fear and blood whooshed loudly in his ears.Luke knew he was powerless without his amulet. Even if he’d trained for physical combat, those skills wouldn’t be of any significant help against Malcolm.Malcolm took a step forward and Luke gulped in deeply.“I heard Rydling had chosen a weakling to save his people.” He growled, his voice dripping with disgust. “I thought my people were bluffing. But looking at you, I guess they weren’t.Which makes me wonder why my own brother would, out of the millions of experienced and well-trained soldiers at his disposal, choose a good-for-nothing scaredy-cat to lead a war against me.” Malcolm burst into loud, booming laughter. “I mean, what w
A month later…Something was coming. Luke could feel it.For the past month, his anxiety rate had tripled. During the day, he felt followed, stalked. At night, he felt watched.. He could barely sleep these days. His amulet glowed all night and he was pretty certain he’d heard whispers in the dark two nights ago. The hairs on the back of his neck stood at attention. His guts burned with suspicion. There was something wrong somewhere.Something was coming. Something dark…and very, very ugly.****“Focus, Luke. Focus! Channel your amulet’s power. If you’re distracted, the enemy will definitely find an opening to strike.”Luke took a deep breath, trying to calm his raging nerves. Today’s training was on mobility. His ability to dodge the strikes of evil spells or possibly, gun shots from the enemy.“There’s an unwritten rule that guns are banned from all supernatural wars but Malcolm’s followers are evil. We should not underestimate their inclination to cheat.” Elder Tomako had said ea
FOUR MONTHS LATER“It's all about concentration, Luke.” Elder Tomako said for the umpteenth time. “Close your eyes and focus on the power within your amulet. Channel it. If you can do that, the amulet would do anything you want. Close your eyes and feel the magic. Command it.”Luke shot his eyes and focused. Gradually, he felt the familiar energy begin to build. His amulet glowed and throbbed against his chest, sending spurts after spurts of power through his entire frame.He chanted the power codes he was taught throughout his first month of training and the tips of his finger began to burn. “Ancient spirits please arise. Lend your power and your might. Victory over my enemies, I pray thee. Ancient spirits please arise!”Finally, the energy within him became so powerful, shards of dangerous light shot through his fingers and sliced all the targets in front of him, reducing them to puffs of dust.The room erupted into a flurry of explosions and the stench of smoke filled the air.Whe
“How did you kill him?” Luke asked as they both settled down on the Italian sofa.Lucas’ expression became guarded.“Well, turns out, grandpa isn't the only person Edoardo was indebted to. The bastard was involved with a lot of shady people. He gambled a lot and lost loads of cash in the process.Unfortunately, he borrowed money from an organisation that doesn’t believe debtors should walk around scot free.”A slight chill crawled up Luke’s spine at Lucas’ dark expression.“What organisation was that?”Lucas took a few seconds too long to reply and Luke instantly knew that Edoardo had fallen into deep, deep shit before his death.“Edoardo borrowed money from the Russian crime syndicate. The Bratva.”Luke froze as shock shot through his entire system. “D-did you just say…?”Lucas nodded.“Yes. Unfortunately for him, he borrowed half a million dollars from them and couldn’t pay back after a period of six months like he’d promised.”Luke's heart thumped wildly as he asked;“How did they