“Where?” Jason asked Silas in a menacing tone.
Silas knew what he meant and his intentions. They have not been friends for years for nothing after all.
“No, buddy. Don’t even think of it. You didn’t just get out of prison for me to see you walk in again or worse. No, man. No woman is worthy of you getting yourself ruined for. You know the Fitzgeralds. And you know that pompous ass is the worst of the lot. No, Jay. Let’s just go eat something and figure out…”
Jason’s humourless laughter stopped him “Eat something you say? Damn it, man. My girl is about to marry that… that bastard and you think I will be able to swallow anything?” Jason paced in anger, his fist itched to punch someone. A particular someone.
Silas sighed “I know this must be painful to you, Jay but that bitch is no longer yours. You have to let her go. Believe me, you don’t want to tangle with Matteo, that guy is a psycho”
A thought occurred to Jason and he stopped pacing as he faced Silas abruptly “The Company, Sy. She told me she was handling the company. Remember, I told you the last time? Now that I remember. You changed the conversation right before the warden asked you to leave” Jason’s blood chilled when he saw the way his friend looked away with a pained look.
Jason held Silas’ shoulder and forced him to face him “She did not do anything about the company, right?”
Silas snorted in derision “Oh, she did something all right. She stood by his side while he ploughed us under”
“He what?!” Jason thundered as he shook his friend lightly.
“Jay, man. I am so sorry. I tried but I couldn’t do much. Not many around here could stand against a Fitzgerald. I…” Silas run his hand through his hair in agitation and looked at Jason’s stony face.
“I just didn’t want to tell you when you were in there. You had enough to deal with without adding that to your plate again. I thought I could ward him off but I couldn’t. He bought off most of the guys. Those bastards. I thought we had each other’s backs but when you were no longer around…well” he shrugged apologetically.
So, not only did the bastard take his girl, he dared touched his years of sweat and hard work? Well, a Fitzgerald or not. Someone was going to have to pay.
But first, Sonia. He needed to talk to Sonia. What if that bastard had coerced her? He could have used the opportunity that he was not around to threaten his sweet Sonia and make her accept him.
Jason reigned in his boiling temper enough to see that Silas was blaming himself “C’mon, man. This is not your fault. Tell me the venue and I will handle this”
“Or get yourself killed, more like. No, I am not telling you” he said adamantly, wishing that he had said nothing.
“Fine” Jason said as he removed his phone from his pocket.
It still felt strange to be able to do this at will. He thought as he speed-dialled the number. The person on the other end picked immediately “Sir”
“Sonia Pratchet and Matteo Fitzgerald are getting married today. I need the address immediately”
He ordered
“Yes, sir. Few seconds, sir”
Jason looked over at his friend and would have laughed out loud at the comical way Silas was gaping at him, but there was no room for mirth in the huge wave of fury steadily building in him. He would have to explain to Silas later.
“Sir, the wedding is ongoing already at the Fitzgerald Plantation. I am sending the address to you right now, sir” the man said.
“Good,” Jason said and disconnected.
The phone pinged immediately and he checked to see the address. He looked up at the displeased look on his friend’s face.
“The Fitzgerald Plantation. Are you coming?”
“Of course I know it is the damn plantation. I am still saying that you are about to ruin yourself with this decision of yours” Silas said in frustration as he realized that nothing was going to stop Jason.
“No, buddy. Matteo is the one who is in for a surprise. This is a different Jason from the one he imprisoned” he said with a chilling smile. His voice seemed to get calmer, the angrier he got.
Silas felt the urge to shiver at the smile on his friend’s face. He hadn’t seen it before but Jason had truly changed “Yes, I will come with you. Hop in,” he said as he sighed briefly hoping he was not about to drive them to their doom. His mother would never forgive him.
The Fitzgerald plantation had once been a centre for forced labour and enslavement back when slavery was still in fashion but over time it had been transformed into one of the most opulent places where the crème de la crème of Dengal lobby for months to get a reservation for their events.
The breathtaking sight of the transformed plantation that overlooked Mount Razo to the west and the Pacific Ocean to the left looked even more breathtaking with the decorations that had been put in place for the wedding.
The beauty of the venue was lost on Jason though as he saw a larger-than-life rollup banner of the happy couple as they approached the entrance. Smiling at the entitled bastard with an adoring look in her eyes was Sonia. His Sonia. There, was another one where the two were sharing a kiss. She sure looked like she enjoyed it. Not like someone that was been coerced. There, is another one with Sonia in…
Jason looked determinedly away from each banner they passed. More guests were pouring in. of course, no one would want to miss the wedding of a Fitzgerald. Especially since it was not an invitation-only wedding. Jason couldn’t see anyone asking for an invitation or turning people back.
“Jay, you have to calm down” Jason jerked his head towards his friend. He had no idea of how menacing he looked at the moment.
Silas could see some men in black at the perimeters and he was just about to tell Jason as he slowed to park when the latter jerked open the door and got out before the car fully stopped.
“Damn it, Jay. Do you want to get yourself killed before Matteo managed to get his hands on you? Shit” he said as he was talking to himself. His friend was striding off towards where the sounds of the organ could be heard.
“Just great,” he said when he saw another car slide into the spot he had intended to park “Just fucking great” Now, he had to look for another spot.
The exotic aisle elegantly decorated with thick Juliet rose petals and rows of black wrought iron chairs filled with people who seemed enthralled by the proceeding were lost on Jason.
His eyes were fixed on the couple standing under the whitewashed pergola at the European-inspired altar in front. His beautiful Sonia was about to exchange rings with his nemesis.
Jason looked to his side and saw a woman holding a gift basket that contained an expensive-looking wine and other items
“Good,” he thought as he swiftly removed the wine bottle. “They were about to be gifted indeed”
He threw the bottle straight at the couple without a second thought.
The outraged “Hey” of the wine owner got drowned under the explosive sound of the wine bottle.
It missed the couple but Sonia’s pearly white wedding gown with its mile-long train was not so lucky.
Just like a blood bride in a gothic movie. The woman who had promised to never leave him gaped at him when she became aware of his presence.
“What the hell?” Matteo yelled with a livid look that was unbecoming of a groom. “You again?” he got angrier when he saw that it was Jason. His look got darker when he looked down at his white Roberto shoe and trouser was not spared.
“Take this bastard down!” he yelled and men in black seemed to materialize from nowhere. Guest gasped and some of them shifted back from the scene. The men surrounded Jason, two of them holding him from each side as they waited for further instruction from Matteo.
“Since you are so stupid to come here after last time, I would teach you in a way you will never forget. Boy, you have to learn not to mess with your betters. Isn’t that right, honey?” he moved over to lay hand on Sonia’s shoulder.
Sonia, who had recovered from her initial shock, looked at the mess that had been made of her gown and her beautiful face turned vicious as she moved closer to Matteo.
With her eyes on Jason, she replied “Yes, darling. This lowlife deserved to be taught the lesson of his life”
As Sonia spoke the hateful words without taking her eyes off him, Jason remembered when one of the prisoners pushed a warden, and the latter hit his head against a rail and fainted. When the other wardens came over to ask them to point out the offender and nobody answered, they were flogged with rods on their bareback after which they were asked to lie down, face up while the sun blazed. Jason had thought that was the most painful thing he would have to endure but the statement from Sonia caused him more pain than the inhumane treatment of the wardens. “What are you saying, babe?” he asked in disbelief, he took a step forward but was jerked back aggressively by the men beside him. Sonia who saw that he couldn’t get to her smiled in derision “Are you deaf? I have no idea that prison affected people’s hearing as well these days” “That is not a thing for a delicate flower like you to discover, after all, darling,” Matteo said beside her as he raised her hand and kissed her hands with
Rafael Blanco a.k.a Don a.k.a Godfather moved reverently towards Jason with his eyes fixed on the ring on his still clenched fist. His men parted and stood to the side as he moved. The people around marvelled at the reason why Don asked his men to stop.The dreaded leader of the Blanco Cartel, Don was known for never reversing his orders. If the Fitzgeralds are known for being wealthy, Don was known for being more so. Not only stinking rich but the most powerful man in Dengal as he had a crime ring that had a great hold on Dengal and the whole California state.“Who was this man who could make Don reverse his order?” was the question on the mind of most people that knew of Don. Well, mostly his men and the few people that were still around.The wedding of the year had been phenomenal for one reason at least. It made history in Dengal for being the wedding where guests had to discreetly leave without giving the happy couple their wishes or their gifts.After the initial shock of seeing
Bedridden and frail, Andre Fitzgerald, the patriarch of the Fitzgerald family handed the phone to his caregiver with a shocked look on his face.The Grand Patriarch is back. Of course not the original patriarch. Unless the patriarch whom they had all known was well skilled in eastern medicine had found a way to make himself younger then he couldn’t be the person that was just described to him.Who was the man? How had he come in contact with the patriarch?He knew that was not the issue at the moment. The main issue was that in the history of the sect, his family was the first to achieve what none other had dared. Insulting the Grand Patriarch.“Matteo,” the man thought in anger “That brat would be the end of this family” he swept his good arm across the table close to him in anger and the contents on the table all crashed to the floor. His medicine bottle made the most thud against the plush carpet.The caregiver went down on her knees with her face against the carpet. She dared not
A calculative woman of great wiles. Sonia knew that she had miscalculated this time around.What had she done to herself?That bastard Jason had not only robbed her of her day, the day she had been preparing for a long time, but he had humiliated her as well. She knew how much she had worked.Worked hard with everything she possessed. Her wiles. Her body. Her intelligence to get Matteo to finally propose to her and she had made him believe that it was his idea while she stood aside perfectly surprised that he loved her enough.Of course, she knew he did not love her. She knew of his affairs after all just as she knew that he had been with a woman overnight. He came straight to the wedding venue from her place. Not only did the woman send Sonia the picture she took when Matteo was sleeping beside her; she recorded the video of when they were in action too.The bitch!She must have thought that Sonia would run off when she saw the clips and cancelled the wedding. The whore had calculate
"Dude! You have to let me in on what is happening! Man, I am sure that my heart was blown halfway across the Pacific and back! What the heck?!" Silas exclaimed the moment Don left them alone.Well, as alone as one could be. If you want to overlook the silent men in black who stood within and outside the magnificent mansion. The Kalamaro mansion. Don had called it.Jason could not even begin to comprehend the hugeness of the mansion that sat on six acres of land. It had its own golf course. Jason had heard horses neighing and he saw some afar feeding somewhere near where Don had called the stable. As much as the mansion spread out majestically on the land. There was vast unused land spread out.When Don mentioned a shooting range, Jason refrained from asking him just what the targets were. He doubted if that was the question the Grand Patriarch was supposed to ask. He would learn more later though.He had learned a lot but even he knew that there was still a lot more for him to learn
The man standing guard in front of the room where she was kept opened the door for Jason as he approached. Jason nodded at him and the man shut the door behind him. The nod was more of a reassurance to the man that he would be fine. The man might have followed him otherwise. He realised that at least two of them was supposed to be with him at all time. Jason had drawn the line when they almost followed him into the restroom. He could tell that they were reluctant as they had never disobeyed Don’s order before but they finally nodded and backed off, automatically confirming his authority over them now. He knew having people at his beck and call would take some getting used to but as he had been informed, he have to learn fast. There was a lot to do. Right after he took care of this little business. “Oh, Jason! Oh, my love! Thank you for saving me!” she flew at him in her grotesque-looking gown. Jason almost laughed out loud at her performance. Especially since fat tears were trai
“How can this happen!” the man growled in anger. His fury was palpable throughout the building of one of his majestic homes. The men standing guard in front of the study door dared not ventured in when he was like that. Not unless they wanted to lose their life. He swept his hand through the contents on his table, stationaries and clutters tumbled to the floor and a loud crash resounded when he tossed the snifter in his hand at the antique mirror above the mantle. “This is unacceptable!” he shouted “Nobody! Nobody deserved it more than I do! Nobody would take it away from me!” he roared and frissons of fear trickled down the spine of all that could hear him. He calmed himself down and smiled sinisterly. He shouldn’t agitate himself so. He thought as he sat back in his high-backed chair in the dimly-lit room. The maids knew better than to keep the room otherwise. The dimness of the room made it so much better when he put on his favourite images and motion pictures. The dimness of t
“Sir, is it time?” says the message.“No, it is not” Jason replied.He tucked his phone back into his pocket and looked at himself in the cheval mirror in his walk-in closet. He had on a striped shirt and suit pants. His black coat hung on the rack where one of his men had hung it earlier. He put on the black shoes that had been polished to perfection. Jason could imagine seeing his reflection in it if he so chose.Today is the day. He thought to himself as he picked a matching black hat. He looked at the array of walking canes in a row at the other end of the closet and shook his head.No, he wasn’t going that route. He understood that he must look the part but he was drawing the line at walking about like a self-important aristocrat. He knew that it was not about the extras. It was what he had inside that mattered. The Knights would expect a lot from him.Most of them would look down on him of course, which was expected as he had not been part of them since the onset yet there was n
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The latest of the scandals related to the Monroes was the handover event that turned out to be more than everybody expected. But instead of the event turning out to be the most humiliating for Jason as his enemies expected, it turned out to be the greatest positive publicity that he had ever gotten. Nationally and internationally, people were talking about the man who smartly outwon his evil relatives and helped the FBI and two national police to solve cases that had been open for ages. Sales in Paragon Heights and all their subsidiaries skyrocketed and their shares grew so fast that Paragon Heights' worth went from five trillion dollars to forty-eight trillion dollars in no time, with more potential. Paragon Heights became the Holy Grail of business in California and all over the world. They became the first conglomerate on permanent contract slots for the UN and many international organisations. Jason’s fame as a capable, family-minded, CEO grew with his sophisticated wife, Millice
Sonia opened her eyes and looked at him “A silly whim that I regret a lot now. I was to select a new face. Then I suddenly showed the doctor Millicent face on the phone that I wanted that. At that moment, it was to get back at her for having what I would never have - Jason, I mean. But eventually, I realise that in a silly way of mine, I was probably hoping that some of her goodness will rub off on me. Stupid, isn’t it?” she asked him with a smile, then look away again when his expression didn’t change. “Sorry,” she muttered. “You said she is happy?” he asked suddenly. She looked back at him with a questioning look on her face “With Jason. You are sure that her happiness was not just a show? She wasn’t just acting?” Sonia scoffed “Acting? She would be an idiot not to jump excitedly anytime she remembers that he belongs to her” She saw the look on his face and quickly said “Oh, I am sorry. I mean. She is very happy. She loves him. Any idiot could see that. Even when I was trying to c
Just as Millicent was settling down in her newly decorated office befitting a chairwoman; a woman who looked just like Millicent, until closely scrutinised, laughed out loud in a penthouse in Montreau. Bastion Alverro, current Capomandamento of the Alverro family gave her an askance look before asking “What is so funny in what I just said?” The woman continued laughing while trying so hard to curb her mirth “I…I am so sorry. I just couldn’t help it. Who would have thought that a powerful man like you would be a child at heart? I mean, who else would chase after someone this hard and for this long because of a silly dream?” she laughed again. Bastion looked at her again and said slowly “Something is different. Your face, that laugh. It is different” he said thoughtfully. “Oh, thank God. Finally, somebody with half a brain. I mean, I am sorry I am not trying to tell you that you have only half a brain. I am just…I was trying to tell those morons, who grabbed me that I am not that st
The drama of the morning only seemed to increase as Jasmine burst into their room, just as Millicent finished dressing. She had been distracted by Jason and dressing up had eventually taken more than an hour. Sending up a prayer to the heavens that she was fully clad, she turned towards the girl and smiled “Hey, beautiful. What’s up? What is with the rush?” “Grandpa is here,” Jasmine said excitedly. “He brought a woman with him” “Brought a…Heinrich is here?” Millicent asked in surprise. “Yes, he is. He wants to see Daddy and Isabel was acting weird” Jasmine said thoughtfully. “Oh yes, weird is the least of it,” Millicent thought anxiously. Then to Jasmine, she said “Go and tell Heinrich that we will be there soon” Jasmine skipped out of the room, her school tie swinging like a pendulum on her neck. Millicent turned to face Jason as he came out of the bathroom. He looked toward the door and asked “Was that Jas?” “Oh, it certainly was. And…well, you have a visitor” Millicent sai
“You were tossing and turning all night” Jason said to Millicent as she opened her eyes the following morning. He had been watching her for a while. “Uh? Oh, is that so?” Millicent said as she raised her head to accept Jason’s kiss “Hmm, this is surely the best way to wake up” she said as she held him tightly to herself and deepened the kiss. They were both breathing hard when they separated. Jason flopped back on his back, with his hand gently playing with Millicent’s hardened nipples. “Now, that is the best way to wake up,” he said with a chuckle. “No complaints from here,” Millicent said with a smile, then she stood up. Jason turned towards her direction and asked “Now, will you tell me what is wrong? You only toss and turn like that when you have something weighing on your mind. Is this about what I told you? About Silas?” Millicent’s eyes widened as she said “What? No, no. That is not... I mean, yes, what happened to your brother is… well, totally surprising. But I know you
“What?! Since when?” Mia’s shock-laced question resounded throughout her office floor. She looked aside to see some of the employees passing and they paused to look at her. She quickly waved at them with a smile that all was fine and hurriedly went to her door to close it. She turned back, put her phone on speaker and dropped it on her table before she said “Silas Benjamin Rouarke, what the hell are you talking about?” “Wow, that judgy tone of yours is really helpful right now, sister” Silas’s voice resounded in her spacious, elegantly furnished office. Mia raked her hand through her hair, then turned back to say “Oh, helpful? You want help? You had better hope that the host of heavens come down to help you when mom hears about this…this madness of yours!” she snapped at him. “You know what? I really do not have time for this. I must have been mistaken when I thought that I will get a little support at least from you before I talk to Jason and Mom. Guess not. Thanks for nothing” “
“That was not how I expected that brunch to go” Jason said as they got back home that day. “Yeah, you and I both” Millicent said as she went straight to the fridge to take bottled water. “You want some?” she asked Jason but he merely shook his head before he flopped onto the bed. “Poor Simon. He was beside himself with worry and guilt that he should have noticed that she was not herself” Millicent shook her head as she went to sit by him. “I am not sure he could have known when a strong-willed woman like Andrea was determined to hide something like that from him. You should have seen the look on her face before she left that restroom though. She was terrified yet showed a brave face” Jason laid his hand on Millicent’s belly as he said “I am sure they will figure out the best way to go about this and we will be there to help them with whatever they need as well” Then he sighed before saying “Does it make me a terrible person that I am glad that we do not have to worry about such a
The Monroes had a celebratory brunch with Heinrich, the deadly duo, and Anastasia the following day. Heinrich invited them to his home to celebrate his clean bill of health and the promotions. The doctor informed him the day before that the toxins in his system had been finally gotten rid of. Also, the neurotoxicity potency had been curbed to a minimal level. Though he still had to take medication for the rest of his life, new research funded by Jason was already underway on how to completely cure neurotoxicity. So they were all optimistic that he would be totally fine and free of medications soon. They all arrived for the brunch in high spirits. Everyone was still happy about the turn of events in the company. The deadly duo and Anastasia marvelled at the magnificence of Heinrich’s home. Then they all settled down to the magnificence spread provided by Heinrich’s cook and his assistants. Mouthwatering biscuits and gravy complimented the no yeast, French toast bagels so well, yet the