“Good riddance that I left those bunch of gold diggers so they can have enough time for their poverty-stricken Ethan,” Jackson intoned within himself while the taxi conveyed him to the office.After losing all the staff at Nathan Group, he had cultured the habit of resuming at the office alone before going for lectures. Like a fading ember of light steaming up once more, his seriousness for Nathan Group had awoken.“It is time to make that money,” he mumbled, “Money over bitches,” a voice echoed in his mind as he sighed and stole a glance out the window. “I will revive my father’s group, invest in it, and get dice rolling again. All the staff that left will come begging but then it will be too late. As for Ethan he should get ready to go broke and sell his shitty bank to me. My comeback is going to be lit,” he boasted.He supported his stance with a nod and clenched his jaw, seeing that they were approaching the office. But something seemed not to be right. He sat up and squinted. Co

“I am sorry, sir. Please, accept our apology,” he gestured at Ethan, and the rich kid snatched the phone from him.“The next time it repeats itself, it is going to cost you your job,” Ethan threatened, “Avoid me and my shadows if you can.”“What is happening? Arrest this motherfucker!” Jack fumed.“We can’t arrest him. I just spoke with Don Richie, the honorable commissioner of New York Police Department, and he ordered us to return now. Over my dead body will I lay hands on Ethan. That is the order from above.”“What fucking order from above!” Jack snarled, his voice humming and banging into the atmosphereTurning to his junior policemen, he ordered. “Guys, let’s go back to the station now.”“Yes sir!” they concurred with a prompt salute.A clapping ovation erupted among the students and they began to boo at Jack who left shamefully.“Oh, my god, even police can’t arrest him,” Jack wondered in his mind as he stormed away.“This is unbelievable. I have missed a gold mine. Ethan is my

Ethan clutched his jaw, and breathed uneasily as he pounded into Susan. With her teeth gritted, she grabbed his shoulders and promptly left it to hold onto the bed spread as he made his final thrust into her.In a few minutes, she shivered under her moan, pulled back the bed spread, even held onto it tighter and smacked her lips as he collapsed on her and burned her neck with his warm breath.“Thank you for satisfying me,” she whispered somewhere around his neck, and he replied with a sigh and then fell aside , with his stare blankly fixed on the pop ceiling, he snorted, and sat up.“Never done this with any of my admirers,” he intoned and grabbed his expensive diamond ice chain and wore and next was his Gucci pants, “I just have to go now. I have a serious date with Shan George, Emmy and Regina. You are encroaching into their time.”She forced a smile and sat up, flashing her nakedness at him, wishing he could ram into her without protection; just get her pregnant or anything that co

After Nathan survived the coma, he was instructed by the doctor to be confined in a wheel chair for a period of six months for his spines to heal. Stella had briefed him about her contention with Jack and Nathan had summoned a compulsory family gathering.That morning, Jack was all dressed for school when he walked into the sitting room, mumbled a greeting to his dad, and ignored his mom.About walking out the door, Nathan called;“Hey, Jack,” he groaned, “I thought I summoned a family gathering. So where are you off to?” he queried intensely with his steamy eyes.“Off to school, dad,” he cast a glance at his watch, “I don’t have time for any family meeting right now.” He tossed his head ruggedly, and threw away his gaze. “I don’t think I have family. All I have right now is rival.”Stella rolled her eyes at him, heaved a sigh and continued dishing out breakfast.“I am your father, Jack, so you must obey me and not give me attitude. Get down here now for the meeting. It will be brief

Jack was able to convince the thug; he promised the assassin the sum of one million dollars if only he would terminate Ethan. So without hesitation, the dude and his circle of assassins set out to execute the job.Ethan had a serious hectic day at school; he had phoned his father about his late arrival. Since he was on the board of committee for the students’ week, he had work up his sleeves.At exactly 7 PM, the deep pocket and his convoy hit the steep and slopes of the high way. Without housing any tragedy in mind, he had a fresh memory of what he would share with his father about his plans for the student.Almost getting to the junction, about five vintage cars doubled cross them, almost causing a crash.“I guess we have been attacked, boss,” one of his guards groaned, and took out his 16rounds automatic.“Keep it down and allow me to handle this,” Ethan snapped his stares restless as the thugs alighted with their rifles and well-masked faces that depicted deeper mystery.They knew