CHAPTER 4

Jonathan got into his black car with his assistant, Sergeant Brown, who asked him, "What do you plan on doing to help your lover? You know the T-Group is very dangerous, and we have been looking for evidence ever since, but none has turned up. They are very smart and vigilant. Why would your girlfriend's father get himself entangled in a business dealing with Damian Tucker? I am sad, but I see no help coming their way."

"Don't say that nonsense. Damian is getting on our nerves, and as officers of the law, we must apprehend him and hand him over to the government," Jonathan snarled.

"I know... but how do you intend to do that? Your father has tried to get Damian's father behind bars but failed, and now you want to risk your life to fight the devil. He has the higher-ups backing him. So, I'm suggesting you wash your hands of this case and help your girlfriend raise the money. That's if Damian doesn't come for her—I can see that she is very beautiful and the kind of woman he messes with."

"Don't you dare say that crap to me!" Jonathan growled as he grasped Brown's shirt.

"I will kill Damian before he gets his hands on my woman. Start the car; we are heading back to the station to report the case," Jonathan insisted, and Brown sighed.

"Alright." Brown surrendered and started the car. He drove off to the police station branch.

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In a luxury white estate, three black cars arrived and parked on the estate grounds.

"Bring Mr. Dawson out and take him to the cell," Damian ordered his men as he left them and went to his mansion.

On his way home, Damian had gotten a phone call earlier from his father, stating that it was urgent and that he was wanted at his home.

Damian walked ahead to his mansion. The men in black working for him and guarding the mansion bowed and welcomed him.

They escorted Mr. Max to the cell they had built to lock up their own prisoners.

It was a simple furnished room, built like a boy's quarters apartment at the back of the exquisite mansions.

It was built away from the mansion, so the men in black bundled Mr. Max away like he was a criminal and escorted him into the room. They locked the door and left him.

"Shout all you want. There's no one to come rescue you," one of the men in black warned and left.

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However, Damian entered the living room and went upstairs to his bedroom. He ignored responding to his father's numerous calls, thinking that his father was calling him about business or why he had gone ahead and gotten Mr. Max apprehended.

Damian recalled the sight of Alicia Dawson. He had seen her before, during his visit to the town's teaching hospital.

Damian wanted Alicia and knew about the relationship she was in with Jonathan Leonardo. He decided to use her father as a format to get her.

"There's no way that the Dawson family would be able to raise such a huge amount of money within a short time," Damian said, smiling as he took his bath.

Entering his bathroom, he stripped off his black leather gloves, took off his shirt and trousers, and prepared for his bath.

After he was done, Damian came out of the bathroom and dressed in a white robe and trouser. His phone rang, and he took it from the shelf to see who was calling.

"Boss, should I arrange for some ladies for you tonight?" Jeff Brody asked.

Damian was in no mood for any woman. "No. Contact the Dawson family and let them know about my offer."

"What offer is that, boss? We just left their mansion not too long ago," Jeff replied, confused.

"I know. Let them know that I offer to have Alicia Dawson as my bride in exchange for her father's release. Failure to show up tomorrow will get her father punished," he said.

"Oh! Is that all, boss?" Jeff asked, and Damian replied, "Yes. Send the proposal to Mrs. Dawson tonight. I expect to see Alicia first thing tomorrow morning."

"Alright, boss. I am on it," Jeff said. He ended the call and proceeded to contact Mrs. Dawson's number.

Meanwhile, Damian smirked; he awaited seeing Alicia's reaction the following day. He went back to his home office to get himself busy with some other online deals that needed his approval.

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Meanwhile, in the Dawson's home, Lady Jennifer exited her room after the failed attempt to reach her own brother on the call.

"Mom, what are we going to do to get Dad out of the T-Group's clutches? We cannot wait for Dad's brother to help us, and I don't know if Jonathan will be able to help us," Alicia said to her mother, standing in the living room.

Mrs. Jennifer sighed and took a seat on the black couch. "I don't know, Alicia. But you shouldn't tell your police boyfriend too much about your father. We cannot trust those policemen, even if he is your boyfriend. They shouldn't publicize us on the news, so tell him you don't know anything about your father's job."

"But Mom, Jonathan is only trying to help us. Why not tell him what you know about my father?" Alicia said, but her mother's eyes narrowed at her.

"No! You shouldn't dare trade love over your family. Your father's life is in danger, and you're thinking that getting your police boyfriend every detail of your father's business will help us? What will happen after your father gets his release and the police find something off? They will come after him for fraud or anything else they want to use to hold him under arrest. So no!" Mrs. Jennifer looked serious, and Alicia gulped.

"So what do you plan to do now, Mom?" She asked, weakly.

However, Samantha sighed and said, "Mom, I don't know who to turn to for such a huge amount of money. I can only afford to pay 1 million dollars. The remaining 9 million dollars is off my limit. Why not ask Damian Tucker if he can accept another offer?"

"Another offer like what?" Mrs. Jennifer and Caden both asked Samantha.

She shrugged, blushed, and told them, "To become Damian's woman."

"What?" They gasped, eyes widened in shock.

"You're crazy, Samantha! How dare you think of offering your body to that lunatic!" Caden charged forward toward his younger sister to smack her, but his mother interrupted him.

"Caden, don't you dare hit Samantha. What can you do to help your father? You are a lawyer, yet you couldn't do anything to challenge Damian! Only one slap sent you flying away, and now you dare to raise your hands on Samantha—forgetting that your father's life is in danger."

"But Mom..." Caden tried to speak, but his mother cut him off. "I don't want to hear it. Samantha is right, and we should think of how to contact Damian and offer the proposal to him. Samantha is very beautiful and a top model here in the country, so Damian will consider her proposal," she said.

"And what if Damian rejects Samantha's offer? You know his record with multiple women. What if he is a carrier of any disease? Haven't you thought about the dangers of having Samantha become his woman—a man who engages in multiple women and a mafia boss?" Caden showed his disgust, his expression stern.

Mrs. Jennifer shook her head and replied, "I cannot sit back and watch your father get killed. The police wouldn't be able to do anything to help him. Damian is a mafia boss in this part of the state, and the best we can do is make our proposal and try our luck so that he doesn't deal with your father over his debt. Besides, you benefited from it. You went to the highest law firm because of your father's support."

"But I never asked Dad to engage with Damian," Caden replied, and his mother frowned. "You are an ingrate, and I wish I had another son who is smarter than you."

"Mom…" Caden frowned, unable to rebel against his mother. Just then, her phone rang, and she took it up to see who the caller was.

"Who's calling you, Mom?" they asked.

"I don't know. Let me find out," Mrs. Jennifer replied and answered the call. "Hello, who am I speaking with?"