YOUNG MASTER LANGSTON
Author: mostpen
last update2025-08-01 01:17:11

The air was thick with tension.

Laughters died down, cold and sharply like everyone had just witnessed a phantom make an appearance during the bright hour of the day.

The door of the cars swung open like birdwings and bodyguards in crisp black suits poured out from the car. They look heavy, like they were carved from concrete, Black aviator sunglasses seated on permanent scowl, black gloves and black boots that could crush bones to shafts.

It was very easy to say these men were trained body guards from the way they moved with a deadly aura.

Another man stepped out, white suit, crisp, catching the light like fire. He had no glasses on his face but his eyes were dark with something eerie like a ghost awakened in the midst of a gusts.

His gaze swept across the compound. Immediately it landed on Elijah, he smiled, a faint smile— Recognition. Then he moved, the securities trailing behind like him like shadows, their boots pounding the floor that Mr. Bobby felt he body convulsing where h
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  • RIDING IN SILENCE

    The ride was silent, engine purring with quiet growl, the Aston's cooling system hummed, mixing with the soft jazz from the Stereo, but tension still hung in the air, it surrounded Martha like second skin.She couldn't relax into the plush leather seat, confusion still clawed her heart. Her eyes shifted from Elijah to the front seat; Two bodyguards, one handled the steering wheel. Then, her gaze shifted to the rearview mirror. The glass was tinted but she could see the outline of the cars following behind. What is all this about? What is happening? Her son, Elijah? Is he in some kind of cultic group? He's mingling with Bad Gangs?She swallowed, her mind reeling. “Elijah,” Her voice was barely up to whispers, gauged, like she was cautious about her new surroundings, her gown wrinkling, dirt from the earlier drag still clinging to the fabrics. “Who..who are these men? What is going on, Son? You're mingling with Bad guys? And where the heck are we going?!”Elijah turned to her, smirking

  • YOUNG MASTER LANGSTON

    The air was thick with tension. Laughters died down, cold and sharply like everyone had just witnessed a phantom make an appearance during the bright hour of the day.The door of the cars swung open like birdwings and bodyguards in crisp black suits poured out from the car. They look heavy, like they were carved from concrete, Black aviator sunglasses seated on permanent scowl, black gloves and black boots that could crush bones to shafts. It was very easy to say these men were trained body guards from the way they moved with a deadly aura. Another man stepped out, white suit, crisp, catching the light like fire. He had no glasses on his face but his eyes were dark with something eerie like a ghost awakened in the midst of a gusts.His gaze swept across the compound. Immediately it landed on Elijah, he smiled, a faint smile— Recognition. Then he moved, the securities trailing behind like him like shadows, their boots pounding the floor that Mr. Bobby felt he body convulsing where h

  • HUMILIATIONS IN FULL BLOOM

    Laughter rippled in collective waves across the cramped apartment of Mr. Bobby; tenants laughing out their ass like all the embarrassment was an entertainment.“Get your broke asses outta here!” “Mother and son, filthy duo! Poverty runs in you both veins like blood!" The jeering continued.Elijah's mother glued to the floor, drinking in the whole humiliations, her eyes flooding with tears that won't stop and her sobs were choking, her chest trembling with embarrassment.Elijah couldn't bear the weight of everything. They could hurt him for all he cares and he'll wave it off. He'd faced worse and this was just a tip but seeing his mother sobbing on that forbidden floor, something snapped behind his chest— his eyes darkened with rage, ten fingers gritted into tight fist, digging into his palm. He felt like punching the ghost out from Mr. Bobby's body but he Didn't. He breath shaply but the anger in his head knotted like blood clot. He crouched and held her mother's arm, pulling her

  • DEREK'S PLAY

    Elijah was confident. The kind of confidence that needed to be scrutinized and studied critically.They expected him to grovel, to slick out his tongue and lick the bottom of their booth. In their wildest hallucination and imagination, that was never going to metamorphosize.Mr. Bobby scoffed, his expression softened slightly with amusement.“You think this is about money?" He scoffed, shaking his head gently.“Then what's it about?" Elijah cut in Sharply, not ready to beat about, scuffing words with a silver–tongued man like Mr. Bobby.The landlord walked closer, his protruding stomach preceding him like a pregnant lass.A serious expression rumpled his face as he declared, deadpan. "I want you out!” His words were short but razor–sharp, tearing through Lisa's hearts.She froze on the floor.A throat–peeling gasp escaped from her lungs.Involuntarily, her two hands swung in the air and laid on her head like a woman who had seen a bigger trouble.Tears welled in her eyes.Elijah was

  • BACK TO THE CONDO

    Elijah's life was beginning to look like one of those movies.No.Rather one of those stories he had read on meganovel about a worthless nobody mysteriously working his way to the towers of dominance and power.Laying on his lap in the customized food box of the imperial gold platter for his mother, a reminder of the cash flowing in his account..and his late grandfather's enormous wealth which belongs to him now.His mind reeled inside of the taxi like a carousel that won't stop.The driver stopped, dropping off passengers yet his thoughts never stopped.He wondered why his mother didn't tell him about his grandfather. He imagined how heavy her heart would be, keeping the secret away from him all these years, allowing them to live in the slum, faced with embarrassment and humiliations from people.His mother, Lisa juggles different odd jobs together. It was unbearable for Elijah..the job..the mockery. He had tried to stop her from going but she wasn't buying it.She would cry; “What a

  • THOSE WHO FELT HIS POWER

    John Kenneth crumbled to his knee like a kid pleading to have a piece of chocolate. Tears spilled from his eyes, rolling down to his chin."Boss.. please.. I'm dead..this job is all i want.. please..I thought he shouldn't be here.. I thought he couldn't fit in here..I was merely following a protocol...” John held Mr. Henry's trousers, shaking it as he continued to plead like a toddler.Mr. Henry scoffed, unbothered by his tears and pleas. "Protocol?” He raised a brow. “The protocol I imposed? or the one you laid down?” He took a step closer, his anger boiling deeper. “Is that how you pass judgment on every customer that comes into this place? Huh?”John didn't stop shedding tears, the guilt behind his action washed over him.Kellan who stood at the side wanted to intervene. “Mr. Henry, this—”“Where are these goddamn securities!!" Mr. Henry barked, cutting Kellan off like he was an insignificant piece of shit on the bottom of his shoe.Two Securities wielding batons rushed to the scen

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