On the day that Jasper is buried, the sky is gray and there is a heavy pour down. That doesn't stop the family, friends, and loved ones to come and pay their last respect to Jasper Banks. His coffin is white with golden rims. There are so many flowers and even their bright colors are not enough to lift the depression that is everyone's heart. There are over two hundred people there and that's because there are security guards around to keep the occasion strictly based on invitation. Everyone else is across the street, watching with sorrow. The minister is soaked to his bones. His Bible is drenched with praise, but that doesn't stop him from raising his voice high and declaring that Jasper is now in heaven. Everyone is quiet. Jasper's parents are standing right in front of the coffin and their calmness and dried eyes tells that they have not recovered from the shock of the death of their son. Occasionally, a voice breaks into loud sobs and stops, only to repeat. It's Adriana. She
It's been five days and Henry has not heard from his son, James. It's normal for James to just give himself a sudden vacation and organize on orgy on one of those exotic islands, but the usual thing is that he never called his father. His father has tried to get people to track his son down to the last location and his phone, but it doesn't sum up to anything useful. It's like his son has disappeared into the thin air. He is on the phone again, looking out of the window of his office. “Are you trying to tell me that you can't help me find my son?” “Sir, it would have been easy to track him with his phone, but we have not been able to see any sign of him.” “So, what are you saying?” “I hate to say this, sir, but I think that maybe your son doesn't want to be found.” “That's absurd. James wants nothing more than to be my heir. He would never run away like this. Something is wrong.” Henry insists with a sad tone. “But sir–” “I won't be taking no for an answer. Do your research a
Everyone is shocked as their eyes follow Andrew to the front. The Sanchez family seems to be having a heart attack. They think that Andrew is walking to the front to disrupt the wedding. Mister Thomas rushes to the front, charging at Andrew, but before he gets to them, two soldiers restrain and tackle him to the ground.“You dare you?!” The angry soldier asks. “Oh, sir, was trying to clear the fool from disrupting the wedding. The anonymous partner is going to be here soon and I don't want him to encounter this nuisance.” Thomas says, shaking with fear. The scowl on the soldier's face grows even more. “THAT'S the anonymous partner, you fool! How dare you lay your hands on him?!” Thomas' jaw slacks even more. It's like a complicated math equation, because he can't understand the words that just came out of the soldier's mouth. Andrew is the anonymous partner?! And the overlord? The greatest commander of the army?! Is this a prank?! Is this a joke? Well, if this is a joke, it's
When James was sixteen, he disturbed his father for months because he wanted his first tattoo and his father said no. He didn't give up, he did better in school, he cleaned up, he did everything so that his father gave him the chance to get a tattoo. Henry Jackson wasn't a fan of tattoos, in fact he hated them. They were tacky and he preferred a smart appearance for his son. He was going to take over his father's businesses someday, Henry didn't want him looking like a canvas with graffiti on it. But when James wasn't backing down, he decided to get one, but under the condition that he was going to pick the location. He picked the side, across the ribs and he did that because it was typically one of the most painful parts of the body to be tattooed. He did that because he wanted to discourage his son from getting any future tattoos. James took the pain like a champ and when he became older, he got several more. It's that same tattoo that he is staring at and he knows, without a d
There is a secret that Henry Jackson has been holding in his heart for the past four years now. He met a woman. She wasn't anyone special, she was just someone he used to satisfy his sexual needs. He was never in love with her, he found it very hard to love anyone after his wife, the mother of James died. After the one night stand he had with the mystery lady, he paid her a hefty sum, he didn't want her to contact him, but she found his assistant's number and begged to speak to him. Turned out that she was pregnant. He wasn't interested in her child, he asked her to have an abortion, but she told him she was having twins. He thought it was crazy, but he accepted the pregnancy and took care of her bills, without anyone knowing. She gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, and God, he cried when he saw the kids. He was very happy, but couldn't bring himself to tell James, or anyone. He kept it a secret and was looking for the right time to tell James. Unfortunately the time never ca
Tension fills the control room and everyone is holding their breath. The five-star general, the Overlord, Andrew Carter, is directing a critical mission. His assistant rushes in with his phone, he has an urgent call. He takes the phone with an annoyed huff and places it over his ear. His heart stops as soon as the little sobs enter his ear. “Hello, dad? Is this my daddy?” Please come and save me! I hate it here!” Andrew pulls his ear away from the phone, is this a prank call? Why is a preschooler calling him? Where did she even get his number from?! “Young lady, you have got the wrong number.” He says without emotion. He is about to end the call, but the little girl cries even more. “No, this is not a wrong number! The name of my father is Andrew Carter and my name is Uma Carter!” She screams. “You married my mummy, she said that you love both of us!” Andrew feels everything come to a standstill. This is not a prank, his gut is telling this to him. A sharp yelp sounds from
Andrew feels as bile rises in his chest, is that his daughter lying unconscious on the table?! The whistling man turns around and smiles at Andrew. “Ay, mate, what are you doing here? The shore is that way, you know.” The man points. When he sees that Andrew doesn't move, he stops whistling and faces him squarely. “Or are you here to buy a body part?” He asks. “The heart has been sold out to the badger. You can have the kidneys though.” The fact that this man is offering Andrew his young daughter's body's part makes him boil with anger. The man immediately freezes as he sees the anger on Andrew's face. He figures out the relationship between Andrew and the helpless girl really quickly. “Is this your child, mate?” He laughs. “Sorry, but she's been sold. The badger will be super mad if I don't get a heart to him by twilight.” “Maybe your heart will do just fine,” Angus says. “I will make sure to put it in a good box for your boss, the Badger.” The man laughs and whistles very l
Andrew remembers the gutting feeling he had when he realized that his family was dead in that burning car. The dejection, the hopelessness, the grief. He is not going to allow that kind of situation to befall his daughter. He is going to get her mother out of whatever situation her fucked up family has gotten her into, and he is going to get his revenge. He goes back to the house and he meets the gate heavily guarded. They probably heard what he did to the two guards and about twenty men are standing, trying to stop him from entering. Their eyes widen as they see him. Some of them knew him as the useless son-in-law, but he was new to some. “It's you, Andrew Carter. Son-in-law to the Sanchez family.” One of the guards says. “You are not allowed in here, by the order of Miss Sanchez!” Andrew doesn't even bat an eye at them. He lowers his daughter gently to her feet, his jacket is still around her. “Close your eyes darling and count to twenty.” She is very obedient. She squeezes h