Drowning in the ever plunging darkness, the turmoil of cursing and regret building up day in and day out ,it all changed in a flash, death was responsible, solemnly the hooded black superstitious being who walked randomly taking life whoever it pleased inconsiderate of the lives shattered and broken, this time it took that of a mother a five year old son, sorry, a 25 year old man. But the moment he rubbed it all, just let it slide, he unlocked a beast fueled by ever burning potential that till date has never looked back. With considerable Amount of IT knowledge, he capably founded his own company, guess what the company’s name is… hint it’s the most renowned and successful in the region…mm-hmm! The Kangs enterprise! The man behind it Mr. Billy, be Mr. Billy Kang.
Behind that success played an inevitable guide, A woman…Ever had a familiar saying well in this case that same applies perfectly…meet Mrs. Elizabeth, the Mrs. Elizabeth Kang. Of course with ever incoming troubles and hiccups each left, right, and center Billy needed someone capable of tightening his mind screws, and hold the rope blocking him, from the drowning abyss of insanity, madness and eternal guilt. After this start Billy was in need of staff, luckily Eliza turned up and her skills proved to be up to the task, but time proved she will be more than an employee. Having advised Billy on every step to take, her decision making was nothing greater than that of king Solomon. To think of it, the main reason the company was still firm to the core is because of her decisions… well mostly but hey she has credit. So, after their breakthrough in the top 10 most wealthy companies in the world magazine ranking at #4 they sealed the note and became the tigers. With the two, Billy as the head and muscle and Eliz as the emotional hospital the two cemented their name in the technological history as so it’s inevitable that any sane billionaire would be glad to invest in the Kang enterprise.Mary, Mary Kang first born of the Kang’s family. More into business than tech she differed her parents taste in everything, from cars she was into Mercedes and Royce while her parents were more into Ferraris and Lamborghinis, color she liked black and more beige while her parents were into bright colors like orange and bright green explains why they literally colored everything around them in bright orange and luminescent green. But turns out this difference, her taste and way of thinking actually bettered the company, she made milestones and gave big breakthroughs like best buyers in the market, the right people to cut a deal with, maybe her decision was just like her mother’s that’s a thing that runs in the family. Thanks to her unique leadership skills and outside the box thinking her exposed street smarts she was made manager of their enterprise, after her university study in New Zealand and her 3 years experience she earned it, but even she didn’t does it really matter it’s the family business and only family will it be. So Billy at now 45, Elizabeth at 39, it’s safe to say they are retired though they pop by the office time to time, early retirement prosperous you may think but owning a wealthy unbeaten company retiring at 40 is too late for a fact, now Mary is in charge of the company but till her parents do die it will be officially hers. But this is just part of the family there is one more member.Different from the rest, health wise impaired, but he wasn’t always like this, a runt strapped to a wheel chair his head leaning to the left drool flowing like a leaking tap, his left hand shrunk and wrinkled, not mentioning the flabby and almost no flesh, his finger bones could be visible through the skin the finger nails all malnourished this the faded creamy color, in short he was a disgusting sight. But the sad part was this was his own doing, the works of Freddie Kang, since his birth he felt the fiery hate for his sister because of her priority in the family not mentioning the wide education gap they differed in their grades despite their different classes. Billy knew it, Eliz knew it, Mary knew it, they all did but instead of talking no…instead of their son finding a way to adapt to the family’s way of life he sought they adapt to him. So at age 13 he got into drugs, started with some cigarettes here and there, alcohol, at 15 smoked his first weed and 18, sniffed his first cocaine. What a jumpstart in life right? An amateur teen who hates his family for reasons not worth a kid’s attention, petty issues he forced into big mountains like once he framed his sister Mary for weed selling and possession but luckily there were cameras and it back fired adding to the list, “Reasons I hate my sister.” So his hate built to obsession, obsession grew to vengeance, and malicious maniacal ideas like killing his sister actually started making sense especially when he was high on weed. No more high as f**k ideas time to make this shit real, so on October 15th, he corked the gun if he can’t love her sister then no one will, with the notion in mind of pulling the trigger on his own sister he stalked down the alley some streets from the company especially a common Weiner truck where Mary often bought some wieners. Black, Mercedes yap that’s her, time she goes back to hell! He cursed under his breath as he reached for the muzzle in his left hoodie pocket…left right…as he neared the car, closer and closer. Convinced he was within reach, he pulled out the gun and corked he aimed for the head knowing the car wasn’t bullet proof and time to seal the…blam! What the hell was that!... A truck, not any truck a heavy carrier milk truck, six wheeler to be exact. Gregory St. Kevin hospital, ward 15… “We are sorry he can’t move half of his body since he sustained sever brain damage…he has hemiplegia paralysis so his left side will be completely paralyzed.” Head doctor Guinea retorted disheartened. From that day life changed and this time for the worse and for a very, very long time. Billy bought a cheap wheelchair weeks after he was discharged and hired a personal nanny who is responsible for his needs and since he tried killing his favorite child Mary, say he didn’t consider him a son but just a random stranger with the same DNA as his. Now there is the whole family, a husband, wife, founders of a multimillion company, a daughter who runs this company better than the founders and a pathetic son who lives as a forgotten piece if scum who drools his mouth dry day in and day out, happy family don’t you think?“Dad so there is this company that wants to work with us…” Mary paused stuffing her mouth with greasy tantalizing brown pork meat, sipping some orange juice making all the insides smoothie like and it flowed nicely and satisfactory. The addressed Billy was listening but since his mouth was busy ripping a meat chunk from a knee cap bone, he gave an eye glimpse signaling her to continue but as usual mum chipped in her normal troublesome topic.“First of all when are you getting married!?” Eliz banged the dinner table slightly. It’s marriage it’s all about marriage!Regina Kang, first born of Mr. and Mrs. Gabriella Kang, marital status married to a handsome every perfect dream man, good looks, good job, stable salary, and most importantly a man with the exquisite bed room skills a master of the weaponry between his legs. A product of these summed up attributes, an eventual rain of four kids, two girls two boys each inherited their father’s handsomeness and their mother’s skin color and beauty. Well educated and with even better IQ than their parents each managed to secure a good job in various prestigious company’s in and out of the country each indulged in different fields of work from machinery to farming. At 50, Regina graduated from a mother of four children to a grandmother of three handsome puffy bundles of joy courtesy of her second daughter which in turn recreated the joy and ecstasy of the family tree. Gabriella Kang from parents, to grand parents and now great grandparents. Even though Regina’s second daughter had conceived and was mar
Defining herself in her more-bossy feminist attire, one that portrayed her as the superior and more so the woman who held the whip to keep the raging bulls in line, one who upheld her dignity next to her love for God and family. Tuesday 4th, her assigned meeting with Rabrics enterprise on their contract renewal was on going and timely as well, started on schedule that was 11.45a.m and each agenda allocated its own time gap to be adhered to. Purpose being, their company just like any other similar superior and inferior alike it needed maintenance and seemingly their work of line includes the 95% interaction of man and micro-processors cleanliness was key, actually its cleanliness was prime and very crucial. If by chance dust happens to be swept in unnoticed into the system unit surfaces from the motherboard to the hard drives and network cables the Kang Enterprise was crippled. In turn it was understandable that Mary valued the Rabrics Cleaning Enterprise more than her shareholders an
“The gala is the day after tomorrow I want you to come.”, Mary requested in his man’s grasp, her thighs stable on his, her body laid on his, Ricky felt every part from her pointing nipples to her heavy behinds that tested the limits of his leg muscles. “The gala its isn’t really my kind…”, “Mmmmh!”, he breathed out deeply, within his defense to not attend the gala Mary unleased her tools of acceptance, the first kiss attack phased Ricky into a boner for some slight seconds before stabilizing. “What I meant was…”, “Please for me I really want you to meet my parents.”, she interrupted again this time she changed her position form sideways to opening her legs and trapping him between them her puppy eyes undeniably adorable. “Your parents?”, Ricky asked surprised and anxious, for him he was a garage mechanic in a relationship with a CEO he still couldn’t believe he was in this situation with, “What do you mean my parents?”, she questioned slightly harsh mimicking his accent, “Of course m
Rejection, fear, the devil’s scent and demonic aura lingered the air within the walls of the Masons house. The awkward part isn’t this negativity but what triggers or in this case who triggers it. Short, huge black pupil eyes, a shaped forehead, dark skinned, he wasn’t like the rest, not nanny, not Sam-father of the two brothers-, nor the two brothers. Turns out this difference, the standing out, even his accent wasn’t like any of them, and similar to the germinating of a seed to a natured plant with consistent fresh water, so did his unwanted presence water the hate, despise, growing day by day. His very sight made them boil in anger and worse was they had no reason to hate him they just did, well the brothers mostly. But it wasn’t always like this, was it? Before this abomination of a human being came into their life, the Masons house was ever joyful, cheerful energy cascaded the steps, and ecstasy lingered the air. They say good things are short lived, one fateful morning the night
Black auto drip coffee makers were at the back, coffee brewers both the automatic brewing and single brewing aligned near the prep area, the cooling sound of the Combi oven and the smoking sensation of toasters filled the coffee bar, waiters were in dark colored slacks, button up white shirts, brown overalls with the café name on the middle, moving from waiting area to receive orders, and back to the prep area to collect the attended to orders. A queue blocked reached from the door to the reception desk, this hurdle of waiting impatient customers hindered and slowed the movement of waiters and waitresses as they struggled to move around or squeeze in between the packed congested hurdle. Meanwhile, those who came for the eat out to avoid the hustle of cooking dinner, reached and rested on the cushioned seats set at the far end from the entrance and halfway from the queue at the seating area. Whereas the waiters behind the reception desk hustled like dropouts to receive and submit orde
Stylish, Black, Cares soft plus leather, ergonomic boss mid century executive conference chairs tucked the marble, steel furnished, rectangular, 15 seat capacity conference table coated brown. Organized in the boardroom seating arrangement, it gave all members involved a space in accordance with their hierarchy. The table was of Italian design portraying the prestige and it’s enthusiasm making many who had the chance to be on such esteemed company feel glad and honored. 110 to 119inch digitalized Sony projection screen, was dynamically screwed to the center of the far wall in the conference room where the esteemed partners turned to face. A well and fully functional air conditioner was at the far opposite side of the projection screen some few inches from the entrance door, set at suitable cool temperatures and modernized to adapt and change with the surrounding environment. A well established Wi-Fi network was set at various points and two in the conference room, ensuring consistent
It was packed, chaos writhed every corner, the clanging of spanners was heard again and again, the banging of bonnets and roaring of engines ringed in many ears, it was the weekend and Big Mac garage was full of disabled vehicles that needed fixing. Chop chop Ricky, there was a lot of work for him to do, from the engine to the tires, every car that came in was weakened, and it had to come out strengthened. He was greasy, sweaty and tired, but should he stop, if he did he was unemployed and his foster siblings were the last people he could ask for help, so press on, he psyched himself. They were five mechanics, each specialized in their own venture, but Ricky had a common and wide knowledge of those ventures combined. From the axles, to pistons, to the battery, to the tires and it’s rims, Ricky knew a car inside out, so it was inevitable that many clients considered him to tend to their car’s needs. SUVs came in, Mercedes drove out, BMWs screeched in, Toyota’s drifted out, it was a
White and fashionable grey steps raised to the glass silver handled self sliding door opening to one of the two entrances, one for guests another much wider for the luggage’s, at the top white poster well written in black, accueiler (welcome), was stuck right above the doors, at the very entrance dressed in classical trousers and matching suits for the men whereas women in black skirts and matching tops, stood well groomed hair combed and with glowing faces they would say, “Welcome to Le Soleil (the sun) Hotel monsieur and Madame.” Filling all guests with the first impression punch that this was the best if not the very best. Further from the entrance some feet was the reception at the more so left of the entrance, computers well stationed at specific points of the reception desk, a ceramic cut mosaic plastered the more outer part while a more shady glass was on the inside portraying an eye catching appeal to guests. “How may I be of service?” receptionists would ask with smiley fac