The Blind Consortium's Heir

5

After recovering from his eye surgery, Aidan was taken to a shop, and he bought some fine designer suits, and shoes. He was given a makeover and once again, he felt like a man in control of his life. 

He was transported in convoy and addressed with the utmost respect, in all this development, Jonas was always with him. He is now a changed man, giving orders that are meant to be carried out immediately after he voices them out. He's indeed a man with apt order. 

In all this transformation, he was still in a daze and confusion. He's very eager and scared to meet the man behind all this. Who's he? 

The day finally comes, men in black and the latest cars await him outside their five stars hotel. He was well dressed and as usual, Jonas was by his side, assuring him that all would be well. 

Despite his hard and calm facial expression, his inside was in chaos and different questions were dancing in his head. 

He entered one of the many cars and the convoy began to move. After a few minutes of the journey, they stopped in front of a mansion, the door opened and his eyes beheld one of the biggest mansions in the world. 

Music was playing for him and girls were waiting on both ends to shower flowers on him. 

He instinctively raised his hand and everything halted, the whole place became silent as a graveyard. He hates the music and the girls waiting to shower flowers on him. Jonas got out of the car and with a wave of his hand dismissed everyone. 

The entrance was immediately cleared. Jonas looked on his left and they locked eyes,and Aidan smiled a thank you, the man seems to understand him even without him saying a word. 

Jonas took him into the house and entered a secret corridor, he noticed that the house was heavily guarded by armed men. 

He'd learned to stop questioning Jonas because he wouldn't say a word to him, so he kept quiet and followed him. 

They entered a magnificent room dimly lit, a quick look around and one would know the room alone screams wealth, and the mansion screams power. 

"He's here, sir." Jonas mouthed pressure on the 'sir' and something inside Aidan almost laughed, his Greek accent was very much pronounced. 

The whole room became silent, and the armchair whose back was turned to them made an almost silent sound as a figure stood up from it. 

Aidan peered at the figure but couldn't get a clear view, the figure was tall, his steps frail but there was no sign that he needed support to walk. 

He bent down, and picked something from the table next to him, and pressed it. The room was suddenly illuminated with more light. 

The face of the man came into view, and a quick picture flashed in his memory. Why does it feel that I've seen this man somewhere? He asked himself. 

The man looked sick, but with his body composition, he stayed strong. 

"Welcome home, son."The man said in almost a whisper, as he came closer and patted him on the shoulder.

Aidan was plowed into more confusion, his brain isn't helping matters, and it fails to recognize the man. He's sure he'd see him somewhere. 

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, sir," Aidan replied. He wished to sit the man down right there and bombard him with questions but he could do little. He needs to let things happen at their own pace. 

"Let's have dinner, we'll talk after dinner. I'm sure you're famished." The man said, leading the way to another door inside the room. 

Yes. I'm famished, but not for food. Aidan replied in his head as he followed the man. Jonas tagged along from behind. 

He ate very little at dinner, the food was tasteful but it tasted bland in his mouth. The pain he's going through, the questions burning in him, his desire to conquer, and his restless soul wouldn't allow him to enjoy the food. 

The man noticed this and ended the dinner, they headed back to the room where they first met him. 

He sat down and Jonas stood behind him, he was directed to stand in front of the man. 

"Strip." Came the order from the man sitting. 

Aidan was taken unaware, did he mishear him?

"Strip, young man." Came the second time. 

Aidan was now sure he didn't mishear anything. He looked at Jonas who nodded in affirmation to the man's request and gave him a go-ahead but Aidan wouldn't listen either. 

The man gave a burst of coughing laughter and made him understand. "Typical blood, stubborn to the core. Strip to the waist, son."

This time, Aidan complies and is stripped to the waist reluctantly.

The man stood up and asked. "How did you get that marking on your left breast? "

"I don't know sir, it's been there for as long as I can remember, along with this." He said, showing him a pendant around his neck. 

The man came closer and intended to remove it, but Aidan wouldn't let him. "I'm sorry, I don't take it off."

The man smiled and began to strip himself. When he's done, his chest revealed a marking, he had a similar marking on his left breast (two entangled dragons), and a similar pendant across his neck; the only difference was that the man's letter initials were block letters K.K, while the one he's putting on bore A.K. Aidan's face expressed pure surprise. 

"That pendant you're wearing belongs to my late daughter, Artemis." He explained. 

"I don't understand, who are you?" Aidan asked the question that had been burning in his mind. 

"I was expecting that question from the very first time I met you, but you weren't willing to ask." He said smiling.

"My name is Kal Karanos." He introduced.

Like lightning, Aidan remembered where he'd seen this man, he was Mr. Kal, the greatest tycoon of all time, known all over the world to handle different business empires. He'd never met him in person until now, he'd always seen him in newspapers and TV in his school days. The man was his role model, he couldn't believe he was standing in front of his role model and didn't have a slight idea. 

It was announced that he's been sick and is undergoing treatment, the man had changed in physical appearance. 

"As I was saying before the introduction, that pendant belongs to my late daughter, and from the checking, a DNA test was done on you, plus our lineage marking. You are Aidan Kal. My grandson." Mr. Kal said and Aidan felt his world swooning.