“Moses Voss. That's my name but you know do you fucking know what I am?" Moses took two steps forward, his voice dripping venom. His thousand dollar shoe glinting like a threat and merely seeing the unbothered expression on Blake's face, he felt like crushing him right under his boot.“Do you fucking know what I am?” He repeated, his voice carrying weight, jagged. Blake caught the Tat of a roaring Tiger crawling on his neck, half covered by the shirt collar. “They call me tiger! Four fangs! I'm gonna screw your filthy ass and tear you down if you don't step out of the way.”His finger jabbed on Blake's chest. “ And if you're stubborn, I gat crazy and I’ mma grind your peasant bone, crush this whole place to ash and no one is going to stop me! No fucking butt!!" Moses Fumed.Moses Voss is a millionaire in the city, an investor with establishments crawling all over the city. Moses Voss? Money runs through his vein like blood. He's the kind of person who can kill his own blood for Gran

It was a scorching afternoon, Sarah was in his saloon, fully air conditioned. But she was hot. Really hot! The humiliation she faced at Globulex the previous day still clung to her like a second skin. Blake, the useless son-in-law of their family, the worthless man who leeches off their family had walked into a room she couldn't get close to the door, snatching the contract she'd schemed up with Clinton Kenneth to have. He'd defeated her to her game.The Position of the CEO is gone. Her pride, burned. “Get me the comb you, idiot!!!" She barked at her intern, venting venom on the innocent girl.Suddenly her phone rang. “Are you all deaf!! Bring me my phone!!" She barked, her voice cutting across like razorblade.Apprentices and customers startled to her voice. Two apprentices scampered and one of them grabbed her phone from a desk.Her hang swung in the air, slamming against the innocent grils face. She was bitter. Really bittered! How could she be defeated? Blake? Now she was drippi