Sixty TwoNathan The water cascaded down my hair to the rest of my body. I sighed at the soothing feel, feeling all my muscles groan and creak with soreness. Pouring a bit of shampoo I massaged it into my hair, washing off the grime and dirt that came from training at the gym. The shower was the only place where my head wasn't noisy. It was weird because usually, it should be the opposite. I felt at peace there, concentrating on every droplet as it ran its course down my body. It was healing. Exactly what I needed. When I felt clean enough, I stepped out of the shower and into my room. I had moved out of my apartment the night after Noah died. All I saw in my fucking dreams was him saying Chloe's name before he died. It had been two months since then and I didn't have a clue. Not one. Even if I wanted to find Chloe, where would I go? I had searched the whole of South Carolina years ago, but she had been nowhere to be found. He had to have left the state or even the fucking countr

Sixty FourNathan "... At ten, you have a one-hour meeting with the telecommunication company. At twelve, you have a meeting with the Admin of education at South Carolina Uni. At six, you have to show up at charity-" I held a hand up interrupting Marcus. "I have to?" He nodded. "Yes sir. You told me yesterday that I had to tell 'you have to' sir." I hummed trying to take in what he had just told me. "What is the charity function for?" "For orphaned kids in North America," Marcus supplied. "And there's a high chance Eduardo will be there." "Ah," I nodded. "Now I get why I have to. Good Marcus. You may take the evening off," "I won't be accompanying you to the event sir?" I shook my head, clasping my hands together as I ruminated on what I had to do that day. If things went quite well, I should be able to go home and freshen up before heading out to the charity. That should work. "Have you received the details of the propose telecommunication gadget from the design team?" I ask

Sixty SixNathan "Benjamin!" Silver space director, Mr. Hinawa yelled, clapping a hand on my back. It was funny how people still called me 'Benjamin', especially after the whole fiasco with my Family. What else was there to call me? To them, the whole Benjamin family kicked me out and perished immediately. I was the only one remaining to keep the name going anyway. I nodded at Hinawa, a smirk on my face. That was as far as he was going to get. Smiling in public, for me, was wrong and prohibited. I shouldn't be allowed to do so. I shouldn't be allowed to smile after my parents and brother were murdered in cold blood because of the bastard sitting a few tables away. Eduardo. The short bastard was dressed in some silly sequined suit, laughing at something the mayor said. Of course, he would try to win the mayor over now. Anything to get the mafia in and out of South Carolina with ease. "Stop glaring at Eduardo and listen to the poor old man standing before you," Cameron's grumpy vo

Sixty EightChloe."Yes, it is," I mumbled."How?" "When did this happen?" "Tristan stole their daughter?" "Is this real?" I waited for them to calm down and then continued. "I hadn't believed it at first either. I was raised as Chloe Tristan. He raised me as his daughter just so he could marry me off to a wealthy family and get a lot of money in return.""If what you say is true, how come we've never heard of you from Tristan either?" One of the directors quipped and the others nodded like a bunch of idiots. I had to hand it to Tristan though. He certainly knew how to choose men who were loyal to him. They were having a hard time doubting him even after seeing a video of his wife stealing a baby. Fucking wonderful. "I could show you all the family pictures and videos I took with them, growing up," I said, clicking on a folder on the system. The look on their faces as I swiped from picture to picture and video to video of me growing up with the people I had thought were my pare

Seventy Nathan"Lily, you ready?" I called from the living room. Why were women so darn slow? I had told her to get ready by seven! I had a long day at work. I had hit the gym with Cameron. My muscles were fucking sore and I was damn tired but I had made a promise to myself the day before to do something with Lily that day. So I couldn't back out. I sat on the sofa, wearing a plain tee and cargo pants. There was no way I would wear a suit again. I was too tired to try. Lily finally stepped out of her room. She wore a short gown that flared from beneath her breasts. I had no idea what the dress was called but I was sure it had a name. Women liked to name dresses. "Ready?" I asked, rising to my feet. "How do I look?" She asked, turning around so I could see her. "Good," I replied and made my way to the door. She had said she wanted to go to the movies. I hadn't gone to the movies in a long fucking time, but since she wanted to, there was no problem. She could have anything she w