The Rise of Mackin Jones
The Rise of Mackin Jones
Author: Adran Dé Knightingale
Chapter 1
last update2024-01-08 23:18:34

‘You are rejected, Jones! You are a bastard, an outcast!’ A man shouted at an unseen object, facing the entrance and addressing the rest of the family members who stood around a body that lay lifeless on the bed and was covered in white cloth.

Jones who was crying and looking at his father's corpse on the bed, peeping through the window,

'He was the one who killed his mother some years after giving birth to him, and now he has done it again. He has kicked my brother out of earth like a ball. Jones must….’ He fumed seriously but was cut short by Jones outrageously from the outside.

'It is a lie! You are a liar.’

'Who is that!’ He asked angrily and sensed it was Jones' voice. 'Get that boy for me! He must be dealt with.’

Some hefty guys from inside moved towards the door in search of Jones. Jones saw them and turned away. He headed for the way out of his family's huge and vast mansions and ran for his life as if his heels would touch his back.

‘Hit him down!’ The man shouted again to the guys who were then in a car chasing Jones. They moved the car faster towards him. He put more effort, into trying to reach for the gate because his hope lay behind it only. Their car moved closer to him but he didn't give up. But before he could make it, he suddenly heard a bang and was hit from behind.

He screamed sadly and loudly with tears, ‘Nooooo!’ He crumpled to the ground.

************************************************

'Why are you here…I mean where are you going by this time of the day?’ Lisa's mom with her husband jammed Jones at the door when he was going to work and looked at him scornfully. He was a lanky guy of medium stature. He wore moderate blue jeans and trousers with a white top under a navy blue jacket.

'I'm going to work. But is it not too early to come here? Hope there is no problem?’ He asked with suspicion.

'What a foolish question you are asking! Do we need to take a Visa or make an announcement to the whole world before we can visit our daughter?’ Her father snapped into the conversation and pushed Jones to one. He looked at him like a lion which was ready to devour.

'That is not what I mean. I mean we are good.’

'Good! Matthew! Where is my Gem? Lisa….Lisa!’ Her mother said pitifully, moving towards her room.

Jones stood by the entrance where he was swept to, looking at their display and the castigating attitudes they were given.

'Oh My God! My daughter has suffered so much at the hands of this poor man. Look at her… look at how my beautiful daughter has been turned into a slave girl.’ She said mockingly, caressing her dazzling petite daughter with an alluring face.

‘I’m sorry to say but it is a must that you hear this. I don't and I will never do anything bad for your daughter. Ask her…I look and live like this to take care of her and make her happy. You get it wrong for those things you are saying against me. She is my wife and I'm trying my best to be a true man. That is why you will see that she has not met the awkward way you married her to me. I deserve all forms of respect. It doesn't matter what I do to make it happen; I always do my responsibilities.’ He said frankly.

'You are useless more than the kind of man you call yourself or think you are.’ Said Lanadisdainfully and firmly to him. He was shocked to hear such his wife whom he toiled both nights and days for.

‘Are you talking to me, Lisa?’ he asked, confused.

She continued. 'Yes, you, Macking Jones. Moreso, you aren't worthy of a person who can talk to my parents like that, Jones. Though you stood by my side when I was suffering from epilepsy and when I got nothing that you sponsored and got me a job which makes me thousands of dollars now, I have given you enough of my life, class, and attention. It is ridiculous to be seen with somebody like you at this stage of my life. You need to move on with your life.’

'My love for you is boundless and immeasurable. But if you are in a trance, Lisa, you need to wake up because what you are saying points out an ingrate in you. You also need to reason with what you just said about my help to you. And it is because I want to make you happy that I work hard, wake up early, and live as nothing to make you something. They have their lives already. This is our lives and our world; Lanadon't let anybody shatter it.’ said he, moving towards him.

'You are suffering for yourself. You might be working three different jobs a day, that is what you choose your life for. I'm done with you. Let everybody go his way before this issue gets worse. You look like a log of wood seeing you by my side but I don't know how to say it to your hearing that you will understand because you are a defiant. You are disturbing me with your disgusting fate. There are so many rich guys even younger than you who want my hand in marriage and I'm ready to sacrifice my heart to the one I have chosen over you. Jones, enough is enough! I'm no more interested in you.’ she concluded.

Jones was dumbfounded. Everything looked like a dream to him but to his in-laws, that was great seeing the man who saved the life of their daughter being torn off like a tissue of paper.

He intended to reply to her but he suddenly got a call. He picked it up quickly like a baby shivering from a tense cold, thinking of who it may be. His in-laws and wife looked at him and burst into a laughter of jest.

Some said mockingly, ‘Coward!’

'Hello.’

'Hello.' response from the receiver.

‘Who is this, please?’

'Is this Mr Mackin Jones?’

'Yes, it's me.’ He said eagerly.

'Your attention is urgently needed at Real Bank of London now. Thanks.’ the person hung up from the receiver.

Nobody heard what the caller said, but they were looking at Jones like the coward he had been called. Though the word ‘urgently’ rang in his brain, he was confused about who the caller might be and for what purpose. Had he been appointed as part of their bankers or had somebody wanted to give him money or had his family regretted chasing him out and wanted him back? It was obscure to him; how could one be given a job without applying for it or without being an expert in the field, how could someone he didn't work for or know give him money, how could the family that nearly killed him seek for him? He was thinking in his mind, trying to remember the horrible incident that happened to him 10 years ago but he decided to wave it off until another time.

‘I have to go, Lisa, I will be back!’ He departed confidently without looking at anybody.

‘And you will blame yourself for returning to this house.’ said her, shouting at his back.

Next Chapter

Related Chapters

  • The Rise of Mackin Jones    Chapter 2

    'Hey, Mr Man! Don't come this way…a beggar is not allowed here!’ shouted a security man at Real Bank of London when Jones was approaching in his poor and humble dress. Jones didn't react as if he was being addressed.He entered the surroundings of the bank, moving towards the entrance. The security man yelled again, ‘Has your poor life deafened your ears? I said a beggar is not permitted to come here…’With confidence and calmness, he voiced out, ‘I am not a beggar, Mr Janitor! Mind your tongue; it is not every book you judge by its cover or do you know who I am?’‘Erm…No! But you look like a pauper in your unmatched dress; wearing a worn-out suit on jeans. This speaks of nothing about you but a homeless beggar.’‘You have to be very careful with your tongue, Mr Janitor, so that you will not be hanged by it. Anyway, I don't have time for gibberish.’ said Jones, trying to enter.‘Where do you think you are going?’ said the security man forcefully.‘I want to see someone inside.’ He ret

  • The Rise of Mackin Jones    Chapter 3

    When he turned around he saw Lana almost naked, wearing only a mini-skirt far above the knee and a bra on. But to his surprise, he didn't see any man in the room. He moved towards her.‘Where is the man? What is happening here, Lisa?’ Jones asked, boiling. He couldn't believe his heart for what he heard when he moved close to her. She cried awfully, ‘Somebody helps! He wants to rape. Please help!’He was terrified by her terrible utterances. ‘What is this, Lisa? What are you doing?’ Jones was puzzled. He held her to stop.‘Help! I'm doomed, he wants to rape me!’Pa pa pa…He heard some claps from behind that went on as if the clappers meant, ‘Well done. You are caught up.’ The claps were followed by Lisa's parents' voices, he looked back, and she quickly moved to their side.‘I refused to believe all the evil you have been doing to my daughter until now. So this is who you are?’ said her father.‘Sir, what do you mean? I met her…’Her mother interrupted him, ‘Enough of your story! Lis

  • The Rise of Mackin Jones    Chapter 4

    He nearly went mad for what he had seen; his sorrow and depression hid, and the pains he got from the robbers' punches and kicks departed him. He looked around to see if nobody had seen him, but he couldn't see anybody and the guy was out of sight. He repacked and tied the pieces of gold. He hid it under his jacket and staggered out of the place so that nobody would rob him again. Before it was morning, he had been gripped by hunger. The elation of the gold and the pains of his nice night visitors were fighting for dominance in his body. Splash!A splash of water landed on his head, and he shook his head in shock at one corner in front of a shop he sat and cuddled before, ‘Who is this again?’ that was the question left in his.‘Stand up, poor head. If you want to die, go and die at home, not at my shop.’ said the shop owner. He stood up looking embarrassed. He hesitated to go, but he faced the lady. ‘I’m sorry. Please can you help me with some dollars until I return?’'Return from wh

  • The Rise of Mackin Jones    Chapter 5

    'Yes, he was part of some robbers who robbed me some days ago at night. I know them. They collected my things, very important things. He must give them to me.’ he said looking firm.'Do you know what you are saying? Or you are out of your senses?’ Jones asked angrily.‘Please calm down, Sir. Our security we handle it.’ said the director.The head of the security men walked to them. 'Mr Man, are you sure of what you are saying? And what is your evidence?’He was shaking slightly, ‘Yes, this man and…and…’ he tried to move closer to them but staggered and stumbled. As he fell flat on his belly, he shouted, ‘And you…and you. All of you were there, sons of a bitch! Gimme my things!’ They rushed towards him. They were so surprised to smell alcohol and see cocaine on his nose.‘Shit! This wretched creature is a drug addict.’ The security man spat with disgust.'Kah kah kah!’ Everybody burst into laughter.'We are sorry for all the unpleasant things we have caused you to experience. The matte

  • The Rise of Mackin Jones    Chapter 6

    What a horrible message and a disgracing experience waking a man of pomp and prowess on his soft suiting bed and furnished mansion. Saying the night was good was a form of mockery for Jones. The tension of his being chased to be killed and the embarrassment given to him by Lana hung to his heart like a sword that was ready to pierce the conquered. Lana and her parents were pretending that nothing had happened to them though many had gone wrong. Being duped by the guy had affected them so much including Lana's business. They, her parents who owned their house before, had become tenants. But instead of learning from their fall, shamelessness made them look and behave more erroneously. Then, he was the right heir to his family, but some people didn't want that to happen. They want him killed. When he was like a beggar, nobody tracked him. Jones was puzzled.He was looking around the room of his mansion as if the building could hear and relieve him of his grief. The mansion was designed w

  • The Rise of Mackin Jones    Chapter 7

    ‘This is not the time for family discussion, guys! But an action takes time.’ Sam said.‘We are sorry, Sir. Please give us some minutes to do something.’ Wood faced the rest of the family members. ‘It is no more a dream that the family is on the brink of shame. Please what can we do to save our legacy from being annihilated? Drake, talk to your father. What is his plan?’ ‘My father, what do we do?’ Drake queried.‘I should ask you that question before you do. What is the outcome of your investment? Because the money…’‘It’s okay, Dad. You don't need to ask me about anything now. We all have the responsibility to stop this disgrace.’Jones felt ashamed for what some members of the family had caused, but he maintained decorum in the hands of the guys then still held him as if he was the one who spent the tax fees.‘Enough raucous! I think you will make use of the honor conferred on your family. Since you have no good decision to make, I hereby say “bye-bye to the glorious mansions of M

  • The Rise of Mackin Jones    Chapter 8

    While Jones was winning the hearts of some members of the Mackin family, some members’ hearts were being shattered. After a tough discussion about Jones’ being the heir of the family and the challenge faced by Drake from Jones’ entourage, the family decided to give every member some days to think about it and come back to a conclusion. Jones was happy to rejoin the family, but Drake was also giving him a tough time. Drake decided to visit his father at the hospital and relay the situation on the ground.‘Jones has risen beyond our capabilities. But there is only one way to find his end…death!’ Said Bruno with a sickly and palpitating voice on his sick bed. Bruno had been crippled by the stroke. Except for everything that makes up his head to the neck and his left hand, his body was totally paralyzed. The doctor said he had eaten a toxic substance which was not detected exactly because it had been crushing him for a long time without notice. Bruno couldn't accuse anybody of his ailment

  • The Rise of Mackin Jones    Chapter 9

    Jones was getting it wrong the way he was handling those enemy-like family members he has. There was a need to deal with them; whoever belittled him and who was bold enough to challenge him.“We wish you best of luck, Jones. Everybody can go now.” Wood said without looking at Jones.How could some people play with fire? Don't they know who he is now? And his net worth in the whole country?“It's time for the world to know who Mackin Jones is!” He decided Jones signaled to the leader of his bouncers.Drake who sat at one end of the table knocked the table and rose up. “Hey, Jones. Your time is counting down before you finally lose your face in the family…ha ha ha!”“Ye! Before we trash you out!”Drake with his brother, Kaley, made the remark sarcastically and burst into jesting laughter. They were joined by some members of the family.“Sir, what do you say?” Without paying attention to their mocking Jones, Lambo, the leader of Jones’ bouncers bowed before Jones who sat regally, half

Latest Chapter

  • Chapter 118

    The city had an eerie calm, like the moment before a storm.Luis and Maria knew it well—it was the silence that came before the retaliation. Orlov hadn’t made a move yet, but they both felt it in the air. He was waiting, preparing, and biding his time to strike when they least expected it.Luis stood in front of the massive windows of the penthouse, the city sprawled beneath him like a glittering maze of power and corruption. His mind raced, going over the steps they’d taken to weaken Orlov, but something nagbed at him.They had hit him hard, taken out his warehouses, and disrupted his supply lines, but it didn’t feel like enough. Orlov was too smart, too calculated, to be brought down so easily.“We’ve got eyes on his remaining assets,” Maria said, stepping into the room, her tone clipped but focused. She held a tablet in her hand, showing a live feed from one of their surveillance teams.Luis glanced at her, his jaw tight. “Any movement?”Maria shook her head, frustration flashing i

  • Chapter 117

    The city was alive with whispers and murmurs of a new force rising in the shadows.Luis and Maria had thought they’d crushed Avernus, but in the days following their attack, it had become clear that their victory was only temporary. A larger force was at play, one more organised and dangerous than anything they had faced before.Luis sat at his desk in the penthouse, fingers drumming against the polished wood. The city sprawled out beneath him, a glittering beast that never slept. The calm after the storm always felt like a trap, and he could feel the tension in the air.Bones entered the room, his face grim. “We’ve got a name.”Luis looked up sharply, the tension in his jaw visible. “Who is it?”Bones tossed a file onto the desk. “Nikolai Orlov. He’s the one pulling the strings.”Maria, seated across from Luis, raised an eyebrow. The name wasn’t familiar, but the weight of it hung heavy in the air. She flipped open the file, scanning the details. “He’s Russian. Former military ties t

  • Chapter 116

    Luis leaned back in his chair, staring at the map laid out before him. The Westside was a web of power and influence, but Avernus was at the centre of it now.They had been patient, slowly building their empire in the shadows, but now they were emerging. And Luis knew they had to be stopped.“They’re moving fast,” Bones said, standing beside him. “Buying up properties, making connections. They’ve got political backing too. The kind that makes it hard to touch them.”Luis’s jaw tightened. Political connections meant trouble. It meant Avernus had protection, the kind that couldn’t be taken down with a bullet. Not easily.Maria entered the room, her eyes scanning the map. “We need leverage. Something that hits them where they can’t hide.”Luis nodded. “We need to make them vulnerable. Expose them for what they are.”Maria’s gaze was sharp, her mind already racing. “We hit their reputation. Politicians won’t back them if they’re too much of a liability.”Bones grunted in agreement. “And o

  • Chapter 115

    The night was cool, but the tension was sucking.Luis and Maria moved with precision, their steps silent as they approached the glass doors of the sleek office building. This was Avernus Holdings’ heart—their new stronghold on the Westside—and tonight, the Borsens were going to cut it out.Luis paused at the entrance, his hand resting lightly on the handle. “Let’s make this quick,” he muttered.Maria, standing beside him, smiled faintly. This was the part she lived for. “Quick. But not too easy.”Luis nodded, his pulse steady despite the danger looming ahead. They weren’t here to negotiate. They weren’t here to talk. They were here to send a message.He pushed the door open. The quiet hum of the building swallowed them as they slipped inside. No alarms. No guards in sight. Too quiet.Maria’s eyes scanned the lobby, her hand hovering over her gun. “Where is everyone?”Luis didn’t answer, but his jaw tightened. It felt wrong. His instincts screaming at him. Something was off.A faint so

  • Chapter 114

    The Westside had always been different from the rest of the city. It was sleek and polished, hiding power beneath wealth.Luis and Maria knew it all too well. But now there was a new force rising in the shadows, trying to take a slice of their empire. Avernus Holdings—the name had come up more than once, whispered in alleys, muttered by informants. It wasn’t just another local gang.This was something bigger. Something more dangerous.Luis leaned against the cool metal railing of the penthouse balcony, his eyes scanning the distant skyline. The city was a living beast, always moving, and shifting. And now the Westside was stirring.“We’ve got a problem,” Maria’s voice cut through the night air. She stepped onto the balcony, her gaze sharp. “Bones just confirmed it. Avernus Holdings has been buying up properties, and making moves. Quietly, but quickly.”Luis didn’t move; his eyes were still fixed on the city below. “How many properties?”“Four, so far. They’re not just snatching up rea

  • Chapter 113

    The city had fallen into an uneasy calm.The Borsens were at the height of their power, with the Southside, Eastside, and now even the edges of the Westside firmly under their control. But Luis and Maria knew better than to mistake calm for peace. Power in the city was always shifting—a fluid, dangerous force that could turn in an instant.Even as they celebrated their victory over Volkov, they were aware that the silence carried with it the weight of anticipation—the sense that something new was on the horizon.Luis sat in his penthouse office, the vast city sprawled out before him through the floor-to-ceiling windows. This was his kingdom, but the view came with a constant reminder: nothing in this city was permanent. He thumbed through the latest reports, detailing the state of their newly expanded empire.The remnants of Santiago’s network had been absorbed, and Volkov’s influence had been erased. For now, no one dared challenge the Borsens’ reign.But Luis knew that peace in this

  • Chapter 112

    The city stretched out beneath them, a sea of glittering lights and shadows.From the balcony of the penthouse, Luis could see the whole expanse—his empire. But its weight pressed down on him. Every building, every street, every deal made in dark alleys was a piece of the puzzle he and Maria had put together.And now, it felt fragile, like the wrong move could shatter everything.Maria joined him, her silhouette sharp against the backdrop of the city. She leaned on the railing, eyes scanning the skyline. There was no satisfaction in her gaze, only calculation. They had fought too hard to get here, and she knew just as well as Luis did that the fight was far from over."Volkov's people are scattered," she said. Her voice was steady, but there was an edge to it. "We've taken them down, piece by piece."Luis nodded, though his mind was elsewhere. They had crushed Volkov’s network, wiped out his loyalists, and dismantled his empire. But something about it all felt unfinished. Volkov’s dea

  • Chapter 111

    The air felt heavy. Tense. The city held its breath.Luis and Maria stood together in the penthouse, their eyes scanning the streets below. Everything was quiet, but they knew it wouldn’t last. Volkov’s final move was coming, and it wouldn’t be subtle. He had gathered his forces and brought in mercenaries, and now it was only a matter of time before the fight came to them.Luis checked his weapon for the third time that night. The weight of the gun in his hand felt reassuring, but there was an edge to his thoughts that couldn’t be shaken. This was the moment they had been preparing for—a final, bloody confrontation. And while they had won every battle so far, Luis knew this one would be different.“He’ll come with everything,” Maria said, standing beside him. Her voice was calm, but her eyes were sharp. “Volkov won’t leave anything to chance. He can’t afford to.”Luis nodded. They had hit Volkov hard, taken out his resources, and crippled his network. But now, backed into a corner, Vo

  • Chapter 110

    The city was a battlefield, and now, with Nicholas Volkov in the mix, the stakes had grown even higher. Santiago had been a local threat, a power player on the Westside, but Volkov was something else entirely—an international force with resources and connections that extended far beyond the city’s limits. And now he had set his sights on the Borsens’ empire.Luis stood on the balcony of his penthouse, the cold night air biting at his skin as he gazed out over the city. Volkov wasn’t just here to make money—he was here to take control. Santiago had been smart to ally with him, but it wouldn’t be enough. Not with Luis and Maria ready to strike back.Maria joined him on the balcony, her eyes sharp as she stared at the skyline. “Volkov thinks he can just walk into our city and take what’s ours.”Luis nodded, his expression hardening. “We’ll show him he’s wrong.”The war for the city was about to enter its most dangerous phase. And Luis and Maria were ready.The city hummed with dangerous

Scan code to read on App