Mysterious Trillionaire Kingpin

3: Surge of Energy

Aria hurried to help Noah up. He felt all swollen all over.

“What did I hear your grandfather say? That I will be your husband?”

Aria sighed. “I'm sorry it's coming like this. This wasn't what I planned.”

“Then count me out of it. Pay my wages and let me go.”

“But you can't go like that,” Aria protested. “You heard what he said. You have to show up at the family house tomorrow.”

Noah's head was banging but funnily enough, several images were still going through his head. Some people were calling a young boy by the name Cedric. And in all the images, he saw the boy with the game console.

Somehow, the boy looked like him. But the name differs since he was Noah and the boy's name was Cedric.

“I'm not interested please. I just need my money so I can leave.”

Aria thought for a moment. Everything was going wrong already but she still needed to tread carefully.

“You know what? We started this as a game, then let it continue as a game. I will pay you as long as you keep pretending to be my boyfriend. I will pay you the sum of five million dollars and I will even pay you extra for the troubles so you can treat your wounds.”

Noah's eyes widened with shock. He had never received such an amount of money in his entire life. Having that amount of money would change his life for good. He could at least be able to pay his tuition f*e so he could collect his certificate.

Then he could figure it out from there.

“Are you in?” 

Noah nodded quickly. “I am.”

“Good. I will make a payment of the amount I initially agreed with you. The five million dollars will be paid after we've signed the agreement.”

Noah nodded again. “Fine by me.”

“Let me have your number. I will call you tomorrow then.”

They exchanged contact and Aria sent him his payment before Noah left. He found a small bar just across the street and decided to drink his life away.

He had a lot to think about now. First, it was Aria and then, it was the images. Somehow, he couldn't help but think he was connected to it somehow.

“Titan is doing nothing. How are we sure the one we have is truly Titan?” A man yelled from behind him.

“Thats right. Cedric has never shown his face in public for over fifteen years now. He's always hiding behind the mask!”

Noah's brain snapped. What? Cedric? 

“Its palpably clear, Cedric is not like his father. He would never be Kingpin. He's too soft-hearted to rule. Soon enough, Leonardo will take over the rule of the mafia world! It's such a pity.”

Mafia? Noah relaxed. It was definitely just a coincidence or why else would the images he saw be related to some mafia world?

After several minutes of drinking, he remembered that he was in fact yet to collect his wages from Oliver's company. Even though he was fired, he still needed to collect his money.

Oliver might have snatched his girlfriend but he worked so hard for his money.

His phone rang suddenly. It was Henry, one of the friends he met while working for Olive and Vine. They were both given a place to stay, courtesy of Oliver.

He picked it up.

“Noah, I think you need to come right now. The security has thrown your stuff outside.”

Noah hurried out of the bar and into Olive and Vine.

Truly, his stuff was outside including the game console which was already slightly broken on one side. Seeing this, Noah felt enraged. 

Henry was still outside, waiting for him. “I'm sorry Noah.”

“Where is the manager? At least I worked for two weeks. He should give me my wages!”

“He should be at his office.”

Noah kept his bag in a corner and walked inside. Henry watched him for a moment in pity. Who would have thought that the woman he had always spent his last dollar on was the woman the boss was getting married to?

Life was not fair for Noah at all.

Noah banged on the door and didn't wait for a response before he opened it and walked inside. 

A middle-aged man was behind the desk, laughing on the phone. Seeing Noah, he hung up and his expression changed.

“What do you think you are doing barging inside like that? Is this your father's company?”

“I'm here to collect my wages,” Noah ignored his complaints and said instead. “I worked for two weeks and even though I was fired, I should still get my money.”

The manager laughed. “You must be daydreaming! There's no money for you. Leave my office now before I call the security for you!” He threatened.

Noah huffed. “Seriously?” 

Then, he hurried to lock the door. 

“Let's see if you will still be alive before the security comes. And by the time they are here, it will be your corpse,” he threatened and advanced towards him.

“You must be out of your mind! You will rot in prison if you try anything funny!” The manager warned.

Noah smiled. He had nothing to lose now. He was not even scared of anything anymore.

“Well, you would be dead already and maybe you would be able to watch from heaven what would happen to me!” He reached him and gave him a punch on his face just as he was about to stand.

The manager slumped back into the chair and his nose started to bleed.

“What have you done?”

“The tip of an iceberg,” Noah said dangerously and started to swing his arms.

Fear entered the manager's features instantly. “It's ok. I will give you a cheque!” He said quickly.

“Cheque?” Noah laughed. “You must be kidding. You either make a transfer or give it to me in cash!” He yelled at him.

The manager nodded once. “Alright. Cash then,” he agreed, rummaged through his desk and brought out Noah's wages.

Noah took it and walked out without another word.

Anger took over the manager at this. He took his telephone and placed a call to the security immediately.

“Get Noah and retrieve the money with him!”

Noah recounted the money in his hands with happiness before he pocketed it.

But just as he stepped out of the elevator, several security men were standing in his way.

“Give us the money, Noah and we will let you go.”

Noah scoffed at this. “I’m not going to do that. This is mine.”

Even though he was slightly scared, he didn't show it. There were almost a dozen and he knew he wouldn't be able to bring them down.

He should have agreed to a transfer and not cash. All the authorities in Olive and Vine were all corrupted. Oliver took his girlfriend and the manager wanted to take his money.

“Move back! This is mine!” Noah warned as he adjusted backward slowly.

“Get him!”

They all launched an attack on Noah at once. And almost immediately, another image flashed across Noah's face.

He suddenly felt the strength of the boy in his image and he dodged the first blow so easily. 

“Focus, Cedric!” A voice seemed to yell in his head.

Noah dodged their second attack and launched his. The security guards were sent reeling back. His eyes widened at what had just happened.

But the impact was so strong that the security man found it hard to get up.

How? 

Within a few minutes, all the security guards were lying on the floor, wincing and groaning in pain. And no one could get up.

Not only were the security guards in shock, but Noah was also confused. How did he do it?