Lucas sat in the living room playing with his chewed-out toy trucks and a smile on his face. He could hear his mother’s angelic voice singing to him while she bent down and scrubbed the mansion floor with a small brush. It was quiet and times like these were rare but like always, when they had some semblance of peace, the man who called himself Lucas’s father would barge in and destroy it.The doors flew open, making a banging sound as they came in contact with the wall. Lucas and his mother flinched at the sound, sure that another beating would follow. Like clockwork, he dropped his toys and rushed over to his mother, who grabbed him and wrapped her arms around him, shielding him from this monster of a man. She waved her hand over the water on the floor and like a scene out of Avatar, the water rose up and entered the bucket next to her, cleaning up the mess.Lucas’s father, Mark Graham, one of the wealthiest men in the world, walked into the room with a sneer on his face and a woma

“Sit back down and die, worm.” Nicole’s words echoed in Lucas’s head.“What?” he managed to ask through the splitting pain in his head.“You heard me,” she said, her face devoid of any emotion. Lucas furrowed his brows, confused as to what was going on. The woman whom he had just proposed to, the woman whom he had promised the rest of his life to, had just told him to die. No, this can’t be right, Lucas thought to himself.Another sharp pain ran through his body and he screamed out in agony. His mother’s hands gripped his body in a bid to soothe his pain. “Nicole, what’s the meaning of this?” Marrisa asked.“Oh, shut up, hag. I’ve never liked you and tonight is the night I get rid of you and your sickly sweet son,” Nicole replied, her eyes menacing but true to her words.“Stop this, please,” Lucas heard his mother beg. She was probably confused but seeing the same changes he saw in his fiancee.“Restrain her,” Nicole ordered the men behind her who wasted no time in doing what they

Three months later and an entire personality and physical change, Lucas was ready to go back for revenge. Hell, he was already in the same city as his old family, only a few streets away from them to give him a fair vantage point. In his time of waiting he had seen an ad by the Graham's, looking for some men to joing their security team. The security team would be with the Graham's for the most part and would be given quarters in the mansion. A tense thought but an opportunity that Lucas didn't hesitate to jump at to move to the next step of his plan. It took about a week for Lucas to actually get called back on the basis that he wanted to apply for the job with Graham's and another three days after filling out forms, submitting identifications, and undergoing a rigorous test to ascertain if he was fit for the job. On the other hand, Nicole was nowhere to be found in New York. Lucas had hired a private investigator to find her, but she hadn't turned up anywhere. It was like she disap

The next day had come by quickly and by the time Grace had called Lucas’ room to tell him that someone was downstairs waiting for him, he was ready. Lucas grabbed his bags and headed downstairs, ready to start his new day in the same house he was mistreated in. “Damien Knox?” The man downstairs asked Lucas as he reached the lobby.“Yes. Did Mr. Tobias send you?” Lucas asked, eyeing the man up and down. “He did. Come with me.”Lucas waved to Grace for the last time before following the man outside and getting into the car that was waiting for them outside the building. As per the man’s request, Lucas sat in the back seat of the car.“There's bottled water and complimentary drinks in there if you want any. Courtesy of Mr. Graham.” The driver piped up, causing Lucas’ attention to turn towards the little snack box that sat in the middle of the SUV. He took one of the bottles, opened the cap and drank some water, feeling a bit refreshed after he did.The car moved on, weaving through the

Lunch in the mess hall was nothing new. Sure, Lucas spent an hour around his new roommates, getting to know them and their mannerisms, but it wasn’t so different from the family dinners he had with his mother and some friends from his former town. Jack, Sam and Henry were louder than Lucas would have liked, but surprisingly, they had gotten along really well. So much so that the group had welcomed him in with open arms. Unfortunately, Lucas was not there to make friends. He had a goal. A goal that he couldn’t allow any for of relationship ruin. Although he didn’t read too much into the newly formed friendship, he did think that it was a good cover for future purposes. Just in case he got into a bind sometime.There was one thing that bothered Lucas though. The last man, Gregory Hanson. He kept to himself ever since he came into the house. Also, there was this little case of him not seeing his father ever since he had come around the house. It was probably nothing, but Lucas wanted to