Chloe's eyes widened when she saw Sean slide across from her, her eyes greedily drinking him in.That was before she remembered that she was supposed to be angry, rearranging her features into one of annoyance.“What are you doing here?” She stared pointedly at her tea, stirring harder than intended. “Are you able to finally come up from air from that woman's legs?” She spat out that woman as though Rebecca were a tramp.Sean just looked at her. She could feel his gaze burning through her scalp. “If I didn't know you any better, I'd think you were jealous.”Now that prompted her to raise her head. “Why would I be? We aren't dating anymore.”“And whose fault is that?” He retorted, sounding as though he'd been wanting to use that line.She huffed, folding her arms against her chest. “Well then, I'm sorry I hopped on several flights to come see you. Apparently, this has been a waste of time, you can go back to your hotel. I'll be fine.”Sean sighed, rubbing at his temple. That gave her the
Her mother. That was one topic that Claire didn’t ever want to talk about. Especially with Bryan. She had come to terms that the secret her mother had to keep would have to go with both of them six feet deep and she would do everything to make sure that happened. “There’s nothing between us, she’s just my mother and__” she began to say but Bryan raised his hands and told her to stop lying. “I have been around you long enough to know that Freda has something she is using to control you, I just don’t know it yet, and trust me when I tell you that I will find out!” He stated, “You would make this a whole easier for me if you could just tell me what it is.”Claire was biting her lips. A nervous habit that she picked up a long time ago and had been unable to part with. She couldn’t speak to Bryan about it. She had to keep it to herself. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Bryan. My mother and I just have a healthy relationship, I love and respect my mother like I should__” Bryan su
The next day, Bryan arrived with Benjamin at the training headquarters. He needed someone that he could count on and Ben was the man for the job. "Master, are you sure that we will find Nate here?" He asked. Bryan didn't know how he would respond to that. He had no idea if Nate was still living at the training quarters like their informant had said. "I'm as clueless as you are. The last time that I checked, I didn't even realize that Nate was in the city," he replied. Ben shook his head. He too hadn't known that Nate was in the same city. "I guess I was a little wrong when I said that the entire team is apart. We all seem to be in the same city," he stated. Bryan nodded, if Nate was close too then he was left with finding Ramirez and Davies. Jacob wasn't going to be a hard man to find, he had a family that everyone knew of and there was a simple way to find him - through his family. Speaking of family, his mind drifted to Claire whom he'd left at the hotel. He wondered how long s
The training ground was filled with different soldiers. Some of them looked worn out and dusty. The air was thick with perspiration and Bryan could smell the men as he walked by. "I think Davis should be in the captain's quarters," Benjamin said and at the same time, a man that was dressed in a brown shirt and a pair of murky green shorts ran to them. "You aren't allowed to loiter in the waiting area, get to your base at once, or resume training!" he snapped. Bryan had a soft smile on his face as he looked at the man. He was clearly the leader of his gang or something close to that. He turned to look at Ben and both men shared an unspoken joke. "You shouldn't be bothered about us," Bryan replied with a smirk. The man seemed pissed that Bryan was trying to make fun of him when he was trying to get him to act in order. He pulled out a whip and showed it to Bryan. "It's time you run back home, we don't reward disobedience here!" He snapped aggressively. But Benjamin was right
Davis walked into his office. It was a nice place with the couch facing the open field behind a shield of clear glass. To his left was a small fireplace and a bookshelf nestled right beside it.Before the door stood a small stand of awards, right there hung all the medals that the man had won in his lifetime and it was a lot. From trophies to medallions to everything shiny stood on the stand and a picture of him with the rest of the team was proudly hung on the wall. With a soft and melancholic smile, Bryan moved to the picture on the wall and ran the tip of his fingers through it. It was a picture from their first week in the army. The generals had been sweaty and tired while Davis pushed them on. He didn't have any mercy in the young soldiers because he wanted them to come out the best in the squad that season - and they did. After many months of intense training and sleepless nights at the camp, they finally were picked to join the team that would be sent out for the mission. Dav
"The seal of the emperor?" Benjamin asked, his eyes wide. Davis nodded, palmed his face, and then slouched on his armchair. He too had been struggling to make sense of the fact that the emperor himself would get involved in Bryan's issue. It didn't seem fitting, especially since Bryan was yet to become warlord and that meant that the emperor even had no business reaching him personally. "Are you very sure about this?" Bryan asked, it was very unlikely that the emperor would reach him through anyone. But mostly not through an unknown message. That was meant for secretive missions that came from the emperor's cabinet. All that it needed was the stamp of the emperor which meant a seal and with that seal, whatever was promised in such a letter would be done without any questions. "You know I would never mistake a thing like that. Benjamin might be an insulting and rude brat but he did get one thing right," Davis said, looking at the younger man with a stern look, "I will follow orders t
Bryan walked out of the office, a little lighter than when he'd arrived. Davis had told him all that he knew and it all made sense. As he stepped outside and looked at the camp, he had to admit that Davis was really strong and he was doing the job that he was made for. "All your soldiers adore you, they respect and worship the ground that you walk on," Bryan said with a soft smile. Davis looked at the field with open admiration too. "Yeah, at risk of being immodest, I can admit that I've been doing a great job myself," he agreed and chuckled. Benjamin was still brooding behind, he didn't want to speak with the Captain anymore. After the arguments that they'd had and all the disagreement, he was beginning to feel like he couldn't stand his presence anymore. He still blamed him for what had happened. "Should we get out of here, master?" He asked Bryan who was still speaking with David casually. "Yeah, we'll be leaving soon," Bryan replied. But Davis turned to look at him oddly, "Yo
Pacing at the entrance of the hotel, Bryan couldn't help the anger that overcame him. He'd been ringing her phone up for a long time and she didn't pick up. "Take your call, Claire, take your call!" He hissed as he continued to call her up. The driver by his side looked like a fish out of water. He couldn't just imagine what he'd gotten himself into. He was only told to be available and drop Claire off when she needed it, not to protect her. But how could he tell him that when he was so furious? "I'm sure we will find her," the driver said. Bryan gave him an angry look and didn't stop for a second as he continued to pace the grounds of the lobby. The door had been shut, the entire place was at a standstill. "Where are the guards?! What are they doing about this?" Bryan asked angrily. "One of the men who was still typing away on the computer had to quickly respond that he was going to do everything to make sure that they found her. "I'm trying my best, Master Bryan, we have contac