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The ride back home was quiet and sad air roamed inside the car. Cora was still sniffing in cry, trying hard to control her tears. Despite Jonas’s dry face, his facial expressions were lost...he seems sad yet he was bitter. Aidan looked at his grandfather, the man's eyes were shut, and breathing evenly. Signing, he palmed his face and tried to calm his aching heart.Gritting his teeth against the knot in his stomach, he alighted from the car that was left ajar for him. Jonas and Cora stepped out of the car and waited for Mr. Kal to step out of the car. Mr. Kal stepped out and looked at the three sad faces staring at him. He's trying hard to put on a strong face for everyone, being weak is not an option. "Cora...I'm sorry for your loss and happy birthday darling. You need to stop blaming yourself, everything happens for a reason, I'm sure your mother doesn't find your fault in her death. You need to stay strong for your dad." "Thank you, boss, I appreciate your words of encourag
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Aidan couldn't comprehend the question he had been asked. "I don't understand what exactly you mean, sir." He voiced out, confusion evident on his face.The security men at the entrance of the company are not taking him seriously,he could see the mocking expression on their faces."I'm sorry if you find my question awkward,I just wish to know who exactly are you to ask of Mr. Kal. Do you have any appointment with him sir?"The security guard asked. This is really getting annoying and frustrating,"Mr. Kal asked me to see him, why are you finding that hard to believe?" He asked calmly."I'm sorry if I sound rude to you, but I'm only doing my job, Mr. Kal is no ordinary man that you'll ask to see and I'll grant you access. Many people come here everyday asking to see him and less than a handful get to see him." He explained and Aidan let out a soft chuckle."I've never seen you around here before, if you're looking for a job,this isn't the right place to come....you can apply in any oth
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Aidan looked at the figure that came into the room he was locked in. "Hey Cora." Aidan greeted when he saw Cora's angry face. "Hey stubborn man." She answered and beckoned to him to come over. "Let's get out of here." She said and headed out of the room. The hulk like security man was still peering at him discreetly.He wonders what he just be thinking, there was confusion on his face and Aidan loves the expression.As they got into the lift,the silence was choking him. He's a fab of silence but not at the expense when he has something bugging him to say. "Uhmmm...Cora." He called out to her unsure of what her reaction would be. "Yes boss." She answered, her eyes still focused on a particular direction. "A.K would do Cora, I'm not your boss." He corrected feeling a bit awkward by the fact that he was being addressed as a boss. "Alright." The simple answer came."I'm sorry about your mom's death." He finally let it out and if anyone asked him, that was the toughest thing he'd
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"Attack!" Came the sharp order from one of the men. Aidan was in daze, but he quickly recovered himself and looked around for something to defend himself. He didn't care to ask what's happening and why it's happening because he knew a sword or more would be buried deep into his body if he questioned anyone. He couldn't find anything to defend himself and the men quickly surrounded him from all angles making it a suicide mission if he attempts to escape. "This won't be a fair fight you know." He said with a mean grin.His eyes were on every corner to prevent any unexpected attack from any angle. "I'm unarmed, martial arts have rules...you wouldn't attack an unarmed gentleman, would you?" The sarcasm in his voice was so evident that the men boiled more in anger. They seem to be deliberating on what to do. Aidan heard a sword kick towards him and he looked at the sword. These men seem to be reasonable and know the laws that go in line with martial arts. Had it been any other situ
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Aidan's stomach plummeted, icy tendrils of anger clutching his inside. He couldn't feel the pain of the stitching anymore, his grandfather's words were enough to make him numb to all physical pains. What does he think of him? A puppet? A puppet he can control and do as he pleases? He'd been away from him for years, he accepted whatever explanations he'd offered without questioning his sense of judgment because he felt some strange emotional attachment to him. He felt drawn to him in a way he couldn't understand or even comprehend. He'd stayed in his big mansion, accepted every decision he'd taken about his life without question. Why? Because he thought he knew best. He has asked him to come to his office, despite knowing the tedious process it takes to see him, he didn't make any attempt to make things easier for him. Why? Like seriously, why? What does he want from him? To make things worse, he was attacked by some ass holes with swords in their hands, they even injured
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"Aren't you done already?" Aidan asked impatiently looking at Cora who seemed to be taking forever to stitch the derm wound on his arm."Quit fretting and let me concentrate, Aidan." She said with clenched teeths trying hard to concentrate on what she was doing."I'm not fretting, you need to be fast.""I'm trying to be fast, junior boss.""I told you Aidan will do." He corrected, he didn't like being called junior boss, Aidan is much more preferable. "You're so dramatic." She scoffed at him."Says the drama queen herself, get this thing done with so we can head out."Cora chose to ignore him or she won't be able to hurry and stitch him up. The wound wasn't that deep, hopefully there won't be any mark on him by the time it heals or perhaps it might get a scar. It's a fifty- fifty thing. Aidan grunted in frustration, it was just a little cut, it would have healed by itself but he's sure they won't allow him to go if it's not stitched up.Why are they treating him like some child?
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"You can't fight Aidan." Cora fretted, hoping that Aidan would listen to her. She's already regretting bringing him here, she'd thought he'd feel better watching the fights happening in the Arena, she doesn't know the stubborn man would wish to fight. This is a deadly fight and she's sure Mr. Kal won't appreciate it if Aidan fights here and risks his identity. She looked at Aidan's unamused face. The young man didn't even give her a glance. "Aidan, I'm talking to you." She muttered and gave her a smooth punch. Still, he didn't move a muscle.He just stared at no particular direction and Cora was already frustrated.She hates being ignored, in a sense..no one likes to be ignored. So sad for her cause that seems to be Aidan's hobby. "I'm talking to you block head!" She almost shouted before he gave her a silent deadly glare."What?" He asked with an icy voice. "Stop feigning to me, you clearly heard what I said to you." She was getting irritated and annoyed at the same time."Ho
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The whole Arena went rowdy as people ran in different directions, with the whole Arena engulfed in darkness and gunshots firing in different directions...escaping in such a condition isn't the best for the two. Thank goodness they were in the VIP section of the Arena which saves them from being trampled upon but that doesn't save them from being hit by any stray bullet. Aidan pulled Cora and searched for a solid wall he had seen earlier. Once his hand hit the wall, he kicked away the chairs there and pulled Cora, he immediately lay down with her. Cora's thought were a mess, what the fuck is happening? Why are they shooting into the air? Why does this have to happen today that he got Aidan here? There used to be some commotion here but not to the extent of shooting in different directions when the room is in pure darkness. The man she was supposed to protect is protecting her instead, he'd lie her on the floor and lie beside her, using his body to shield her from unknown danger