The leader threw his head back and laughed, "You think this is funny? Do you even know how much he owes me?"
"I'm guessing he hasn't filled you in, which is why you think you can help him out. It's pretty laughable to think someone like you could actually do anything for your friend in this situation." His tone was serious now, and the grin vanished as he shot me a fierce look.
I stood my ground, legs firmly planted, ready to face whatever they wanted to throw at me.
Josh had done too much for me to let anyone disrespect him like that.
I crossed my arms and waited for them to finish. "Are you done yet?" I asked, brushing off the gentle pull from my friend who was probably worried about me getting into trouble.
Josh looked scared, and I couldn’t blame him. "Why don’t you take your grandmother inside the restaurant? I don’t want her to get hurt," he said, genuinely concerned.
The leader ignored me completely and turned his attention to a shaking Josh. "I’m not interested in your loser friend, but for your sake, tell him to step aside before I lose my temper. I need a million dollars right now, or I’ll break your legs," he threatened, a twisted smile on his face.
After thinking it over for a bit, I figured this was the best move. "I'll be back," I promised.
Laughter followed me as I stepped into the restaurant to help my grandmother get settled.
I guided her to a seat at the far end of the hall, hoping it would keep her from worrying when she saw us outside.
"I'll be back, Granny," I reassured her. "Can I just check what's going on outside?" I asked for her permission.
She gave me a worried look. "Just be careful, sweetheart," she replied.
I nodded and quickly turned away, pulling my phone from my pocket. With a swift motion, I unlocked the screen and called Cole, my grandfather's assistant. "Hey, it's Jordan."
"Good evening, young master. I trust all is well. How can I assist you today?"
"I need some guys to meet me at the Danish restaurant ASAP. I'm in a bit of a jam," I instructed.
"They'll be there in five minutes, sir."
I stepped outside but froze when I saw Josh getting pummeled, punches landing all over him. This was totally uncalled for!
Fueled by anger, I rushed toward the scene. "What the hell are you doing to him?!" I shouted at them, trying to catch Josh before he fell.
The leader grunted something out in anger. "Go away boy, this is not something you can get involved with, unless... You also want to get beaten." He smirked wickedly.
"You have no right to put your hands on Josh simply because he cannot repay his debt. Are you serious right now?" I inquired from them, ensuring that my phone was on record mode so that I could get evidence.
The leader thankfully signaled his people to stop punching Josh before glaring at me. "He dared to refuse my gum. Do you know how many people would kill just to have a taste?" He asked me in a bragging manner.
I was going bonkers at his response. Who the hell did he think he was?
I glanced at the floor to understand the context and my irritation grew when I saw a piece of gum stuck on the floor. This was utter stupidity. "Do you expect him to eat the gum that you chewed?" I demanded from him again just to be clear and have more evidence of this stupidity.
He sauntered around, nodding arrogantly, refusing to acknowledge his barbaric act. "He has to pay the price." He replied with a wicked smile.
"Let him go and apologize to him," I announced.
The men broke into laughter of mockery.
"You seem to forget that this area is under my boss' control." One of the men said, hoping to intimidate me, but that didn't change my stance.
"If you dare disrespect him, he will make you disappear from this area, and no one will be able to say a word. What's it going to be? Are you up for it or not?" Another man said.
I maintained my cool composure because it was evident that they were used to bullying people because of their wealth and power. Hence it was time to teach them a lesson they weren't ever going to forget.
The rev of an engine cuts our attention and I smile... "You only have 5 seconds to apologize to my friend," I warned, and they burst into louder laughter, hitting their thighs to the extent of tears coming out of their eyes.
"This is the most ridiculous thing I have heard in a long time. Who the hell do you think you are to stop us?" The leader asked.
Well, I wasn't going to banter words with them. "You are going to regret this. I urge you to move now that it's still early." I warned them again.
The leader jumped right in front of me and pulled out a dagger. "I think I have been lenient with you and that's why you think you dare to tell me trash." He said hoping to intimidate me.
I wasn't in the least fazed.
"One..."
"Two..."
I counted patiently till ten and grinned as
more sounds of car engines revving filled the air. We turned at the same time and I saw a flicker of confusion in the leader's gaze.
I quickly performed a head count as the men alighted from their cars. Twelve solid men in powerful suits, looking every inch as powerful as they should.A man stepped forward out of the dozen and headed towards me.He was intercepted by the leader of the gang and his henchmen. "Good..." The leader trailed off when he saw their faces grow grim.The group moved past the leader and his gang towards me and bowed as soon as they got close. "Young master." They chorused."Is this the guy who offended you?" I could see the perplexed look on the leader's face, and there was nothing wrong with him."I am sorry," the leader quickly apolo
"I will see you guys later. Thanks for coming earlier." I told Cole and his men cryptically who nodded, before bowing."You are welcome, young master." They chorused.I felt weirded out because I wasn't used to something like this but understood that it was their way of life."Tell him I said thank you," I replied again cryptically hoping that Josh didn't decipher it."We will... If you need anything else, please do not hesitate to call us." Cole spoke.I nodded curtly, watching as they entered into their cars and drove off.A hand tapped on mine aggressi
I stood outside the girls' dorm, buzzing with excitement. I couldn't believe how quickly I got there as I read the text again, muttering it under my breath in disbelief. [Hey handsome, can you come over right now? I’m alone and bored, craving something hard and warm. I promise I’ll do all the work. We’ll take it slow, and you’re going to scream.]I was in shock. Diana and I had been together for over a year, and she had never invited me to her place before. Our relationship had always been pretty low-key, but seeing that message made it clear she wanted to take things up a notch. We usually spent our time together at the library before my evening shifts.Yesterday, she mentioned she wouldn’t be heading to the library, so I figured I’d skip it too and just take a break. But now I can tell she’s missing me and wants to see me. I made my way to her room, ready to knock, when I heard a weird noise that made me stop. I double-checked her room number, and yep, it was the same. “I tho
I barged in, and as soon as they saw me, they scrambled to gather their clothes in a panic. "How dare you barge into a woman’s room like that! Don’t you have any manners?" Diana snapped, her face twisted with indignation."I bet his parents were too busy reproducing to even remember their responsibilities," Mikky chimed in with a sneer. I shot him a deadly glare, my fists clenched with fury, before turning my full attention to Diana.“Did you send me those texts just so I could walk in on this mess?!” I snapped, struggling to keep my anger in check.Diana didn’t respond; instead, she dashed to grab her phone and started typing furiously. I watched her, feeling a mix of hurt and rage. I had done so much for her, and this was how she repaid me. I had gone above and beyond to make her happy, even when it meant risking my own tuition.I even bought her the phone she was using. My heart sank when she finally found what she was looking for, tossed the phone aside, and rolled her eyes.
The crowd erupted in laughter.The pain was excruciating, radiating through every part of my body as I lay helpless on the cold ground. I tried to stand, but my legs gave out beneath me, my muscles too weak and beaten. Mikky’s lackeys had done their job well, keeping me pinned while their fists and feet drove the point home—I was nothing compared to him.Around me, the crowd cheered with satisfaction, enjoying every second of my humiliation. Not a single person stepped forward to help. They were entertained, not concerned. I felt completely alone, battered and broken, struggling to catch my breath. I turned my gaze, trying to find Diana, hoping for a glimmer of sympathy—anything that showed she still cared, even a little.But there she was, arms folded, a smug smile on her face. She was proud of this. Proud to see me beaten, and humiliated like an insect beneath Mikky’s feet. My stomach churned, but not just from the physical pain—it was the emotional betrayal that crushed me.
The car hummed again, almost as if sending signals to the men standing before me, their heads bowed. “Mr. Jordan, please, you have to come with us.” I observed them closely as they stood in two neat lines, one opposite the other, leaving a narrow space between.Or did Mikky send his men to kidnap me? No, this can’t be. Mikky's car is flashy, but this... this is way too luxurious for him. The sleek white Rolls-Royce, the polished interior—it didn’t match his obnoxious flaunting of wealth. He’s rich, sure, but not like this."Where are you taking me?" I asked, my voice firmer this time, though a knot tightened in my chest, and my body still ached from the earlier ordeal. I wasn’t in the mood for more trouble.The man in front, the one who had greeted me so respectfully, looked down at his feet, pretending he hadn’t heard the question. Another man, standing just behind him, shifted uncomfortably."Mr. Jordan," the first man began again, "it's best if you just come with us. We’ll expl
The guys who brought me here were totally quiet as they guided me further into the mansion, leaving my questions hanging without answers.More bodyguards were scattered around, their expressions impossible to read.And whoever owned this place… they definitely had plans for me. I couldn’t find a way out; every escape route I thought of felt pointless, and I had no clue how to navigate my way back.My steps stumbled when I noticed an unfamiliar old man standing in the center of the room. He had this regal vibe, decked out in a sharp suit that practically shouted wealth and his gray hair was slicked back with a precision that only someone used to luxury could manage. His posture was straight, but his eyes… there was something familiar in them.When our gazes met, he paused for just a moment, then his face transformed. His eyes sparkled with an emotion I couldn't quite identify—was it shock, relief, or maybe excitement? It was like he’d seen a ghost.The man stood up, almost stumbling
I stood there, numb, as the weight of his words sank in. This was real. I wasn’t just some mistake or outsider—they were saying I belonged to this family, a family that seemed like something out of a dream. How was this even possible? My mind was reeling, desperately searching for some explanation. But before I could speak, my grandfather’s eyes sparkled with an excitement that seemed to have been bottled up for years.He motioned for me to sit, his voice taking on a serious tone. “There’s so much you need to know, Jordan.” I hesitated, my heart pounding, but finally, I sat down. He leaned forward, hands clasped tightly, his gaze never leaving mine. “You’re not just inheriting a name. The Langston family isn’t just wealthy; we’re an empire. We are the Langston Consortium.”“Langston Consortium?” I repeated, my voice barely a whisper as the enormity of what he was saying began to sink in.“Yes,” he nodded firmly, his expression intense. “The Langston Consortium isn’t just any busin