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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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