Claire walked to the door and was right beside her mother who gave the man a wide hug and then stepped aside, as if she was urging Claire to do the same. Disgusted, Claire quickly stepped out of the way before the fat man could envelop her in his very big arms. Caleb looked at Claire with a knowing look. His eyes didn't stay on her face for more than a few minutes, his gaze wandered to her legs and although it was covered, she began to feel exposed to his lustful gaze. "Welcome, senator, please come in," Freda said respectfully and led him into the living room. Caleb didn't bother sitting on the couch in the living room at all, he peeked into the doorway like the glutton that he was. "I can smell the sweetness of that toast from all the way here, let's go have breakfast, I'm sure that you've set out something special for me, just like last time," he said and waddled into the dining room. But he stopped right in his tracks when he saw that Bryan was right there on the dining table
Bryan looked at Freda closely. She had a very satisfied smirk on her face. Like she had planned out everything and knew exactly what Caleb was going to do. She was looking at him with a daring look. Almost like she knew there was no way out for him. "Get me the divorce papers at once!" She ordered one of the servants who left and hurried back with the file in her hands. "Take it and sign it, Bryan. I know that you may be everything but you're not a coward, this is the time for you to prove yourself to Claire l, let go of her," she said sternly. But Bryan merely smirked at her cheap tricks. She was not going to get the best of him and whatever she had tried to do, he was already one step ahead of her and he was going to win. "Did you just say that the only semi detached house in the city with a pool is what you want?" He asked. Freda glared at him, "Are you hard of hearing too? Or do you think that I should just get some cheap building that your broke ass can afford?" She asked rude
Caleb clutched his nose and turned to look at the man that had picked him. It was no other than Bryan and he didn't look remorseful at all. "You dare to lay hands on my wife?" He asked with a loud voice and at once kicked him behind his knee. The senator doubled over in pain and groaned. Freda hurried to his side to hold him before she toppled over on the floor and inflicted more damage on himself. "How dare you hurt the senator?!" She snapped angrily, "He's old enough to be your own father!" She added. Bryan looked at the man on the floor with disgust. He didn't deserve any of his pity and the only reason that he hadn't beaten him to a pulp first was because he didn't want Claire to be in trouble. Because she was now the CEO of the Oscar family, she was going to get in trouble for assaulting the senator especially since she was still married to Bryan. There would likely be a lawsuit and Claire was going to bring shame to the family when she hadn't even been the leader for more than
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