The son they never wanted

Web of dangerous family

THE SON THEY NEVER WANTED

CHAPTER ONE

"Are you telling me to kill myself?"

Chris gasped at the man staring at him with no emotions whatsoever as he knitted his brows in amusement.

"I never said that! Don't play with my words."

He slammed at him.

"But breaking Into Logan's house is the same thing as killing myself, I will do any other thing but not that please."

His voice quaked desperately, hoping for his plea to be considered.

There's no way he will break into the house of the famous drug dealer in Mexico to get a file for his Father in law.

It's totally absurd.

"What did you just spew?"

Darius stood up feeling extremely disappointed and pissed that he argued for the first time.

He had never done that before, he had always been the dutiful wretched son In law they never desired for his daughter.

"I just…I.."

"How dare you?" He roared, slamming his fist on the table.

"Do you realize that you're just telling me to drag your shitty family into the streets for the monsters to feed on them?"

"I'm so sorry, I'll do that right away. Please don't drag my family into this!"

Chris pleaded as he felt a heavy lump in his throat and clenched his fist in anger. His family has always been his weakness and he must abide by this man's will to protect them.

The only thing keeping them alive is the Darius family. The name alone could make a president of a country bow and make the nation shake hands with him.

Darius wasn't only powerful but dangerous hiding behind the facade of being a philanthropist.

Chris knew that his life was doomed the day he discovered that he got his daughter pregnant from his carelessness and raging horny hormones that got the better part of him.

"Get out!" He yelled and Chris scrambled out of his office, holding back tears that burned the back of his eyes.

He wasn't done signing the contracts with the three large companies he had forcefully requested of, he had to set up a meeting with two more powerful personalities to invest in the Darius company and now he's asked to do the formidable.

He hung his head low and walked to the room hoping that he wouldn't collide with any of his children but nature was surely against him.

"Chris! Why didn't you Iron my clothes as requested, you made me miss my flight!" Calista yelled out and slapped his cheeks so hard that her palms burned.

That was his wife's elder sister, who enjoyed touring his life in a living hell. There's no way he would request a peaceful life in the Darius home, he paid the price by being careless with the woman he loved, rendering her pregnant. He couldn't even afford a meal of his own and that of his father and brother, why won't he succumb to their will?

"I'm sorry." He whispered, swallowing hard.

"There's nothing to be sorry about, idiot! Get in there and get my clothes ironed and neat."

"I'm sorry, I can't do that now."

"Are you insane?"

"Father sent me on a very important err-"

Slap!!

His mouth cut from that impact and he felt a warm liquid seeped down his mouth with a taste of blood.

"Listen to me dummy! every errand in this home is extremely important!"

Chris nodded, wiping the blood off his lips and licking it. He apologized and went to her room with a heavy heart.

Logan would definitely be at home before 9:00 pm and he needs to be there before then, so he can startle him and ask for the file which he knew nothing about.

The room was a mess but he overlooked it and got down to work, clearing the mess and ironing the required cloth very neatly and fast.He made sure to sneak out from her room without noticing or she will definitely find a fault and yell, delaying him more.

He got to his magnificent room which was nothing but a place of hell, the beautiful interior decor looking like an ugly curse before him as he sat down haggardly staring at his wife who was getting dressed.

"Going somewhere?" He asked her dryly and she nodded, dapping some powder and red lip gloss to fit her red strapless gown.

"Yeah, done with dad?"

He nodded.

"But I'll go to the office, I'm not done with work."

"Yeah , you should. Dad complains a lot that you're beginning to get comfortable at doing nothing, Mum is extremely irritated at your sluggish attitude, Calista yelled and was excessively pissed that you didn't iron her clothes and you know Cole, he's -"

"What the heck Mia?" Chris gasped in shock as he stared at his wife rambling about her family before him.

"I'm just starting to think that you are on their good side Chris but you're not!"

"You think I haven't tried?"

"No Chris, your expression shows that you insult them a lot and you need to stop it. Don't annoy my dad and mum, you won't like the pang of hunger games they will play before you."

Speaking of hunger, his stomach rumbled in desperation and he instantly felt weak, Ignoring his wife's heart wrenching words as he huffed, chewing his lips in anger.

"Is my meal ready, I'm famished and I need to take something before going back"

"I'm not allowed to do shit in this house and you know that!"

"I haven't had anything since yesterday Mia, can't you tell the maids to prepare anything for your husband?"

Chris was losing it, his muscles rippled visibly under the shirt he wore and his Adam apple bobbed down hard in anger, he was going to lose it and it would yield nothing to his already cursed self.

"My husband is more than able to prepare his meal!"

He smiled, pushing back the evil thought crawling in his head.

"She's Darius' daughter, don't be stupid Chris! Remember your father and brother."

His subconscious mind screamed at him and he sighed.

"Fine, can you lend me a little cash to grab something on the way please."

"You work as a CEO for Darius technologies and you dare ask me shit!"

She glared at him disgustingly.

"Have some pride and fuck off Chris!" She yelled at him in disgust and took her bag, storming out of the room and leaving him dazed.

How will he put up with this unending circle of life that seems to be burning his soul. His life is probably laughing at him right now that he can't do shit about it, he needs a shelter. His poor dad is struggling to make sure his only brother survived in the harsh city of Mexico.

Now he's entangled in the web of a dangerous family whose sole aim is to make his young self miserable.

His heart was too heavy but he had no time to waste, he needed to go to Logan or more impending doom awaits him.

Grabbing a bottle of water in the freezer, he gulped all the contents and dashed out, tucking his licensed gun by the sides of his pocket.

After driving for more than Forty minutes with the help of the compass given to him, he arrived at the magnificent duplex that took his breath away.

He would be stupid to get in there through the front gate so he chose the back of the building and made sure to disconnect the power voltage connecting the mansion through the help of his remote and drone speedily and climbed over the fence to jump down inside. Amidst the commotion going on outside between the men, he seized the opportunity to walk freely and straight to his room.

Darius had given him the perfect map for this making his work easier. He surely had the looks of a gangster which made it easier for people to bow at his command but he's nothing but a pauper.

"What's that sound?" He murmured and retrieved his gun moving steadily to the strange noises till he located the door. In a jiffy, he kicked the door open with all his might which bounced open and the lights flickered on giving the beautiful room a spark but his hands trembled as the gun slipped down from his hands at the sight of his dear wife being naked under Logan.