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He said, "I told you, being alone is fun. Look at Joe. He's downed over ten bottles of beer already." Samuel pushed his glasses up his nose and snorted. "Stop making fun of others. At least he has a son. What do you have?" "I have a son too." "Don't talk nonsense. When did you gain a son?" Gabriel pushed away the woman and playfully hooked his arm around Samuel's neck. "Little Sammy, call me Daddy and I'll buy you some candy." The veins on Samuel's forehead popped as he hissed, "Fuck off!"

She blushed and smiled. “Ok Sam, nice to meet you,” “Mother, I will be returning late tonight again,” “Sam, you work so hard you need to take a break,” I said. Sam is an amazing son. He never has caused me any trouble. He was like the perfect son. Yet, everyone has a secret. “I will, I plan on meeting up with some friends afterwards,” he said looking at Penelope. He was taken by her. “Ok, well have fun,” I said.

And when I arrived at the packhouse, I saw Doctor Sam just getting into his car. I didn’t know what the hell Doctor Sam had said, but whatever it was, it made my father refuse to hear a damn word from me. Not even my mother could sway him, and that pissed her off badly. I had never seen my father dismiss her like that before. It surprised me, making me wonder what kind of deal Doctor Sam had made with him. He hadn't even let me speak before shutting his office door in my face. I had stormed out of there in a rage. And now, coming home to find Doctor Sam’s son in my house?

Vera smiled at him, but to her dismay Sam's face turned white. "My mother..." His voice was tear-stricken. "Is dead." "I'm sorry." Vera wrapped an arm around her. "It's okay. Can I tell you something? When I look at you, I am reminded of my mother. She was just like you... Sweet but strong. She was a warrior. She liked to fight but..." Sam looked away. "But?" Vera squeezed his shoulder to press him for further answer. "My father," Tears formed in Sam's eyes. "He is a monster. He and his friend that used to come home. They both are bloody monsters. They killed my mom."

Sam ranted away, barely giving me anytime to speak. I scratched an itch at my temples waiting for Sam to finish. It was obvious I wouldn't be getting any words in until Sam had fully vented. “I don't support this!” Sam said pointedly. “He is my son, Sam.” I argued. Regardless of whatever it was, it wouldn't change the fact that Brian was still my son and we have never been like this. This hate hasn't always been there. Maybe like his father, Brian was broken too. Sam wasn't willing to listen to any reason. He was adamant and then he dropped a bombshell. A doubt that has never once crossed my mind.

Sam asked "Look at you, you think the company I run and I want you to run is a small company? Well get yourself together Samuelson and brace yourself. You have a lot to learn." Reuben said sternly and Sam knows better than to argue any further with his father in this regard, so he humbly said; "Okay..." So on that very day, Sam and his father Reuben left London to Japan for a business trip to return two months later for his wedding with Natalie his childhood friend.

Revenge, revenge, revenge it's too tiring and for the record, It's always my father's fault, and here I am always saving him. I am not the only son to take over my dad. I have a brother, Sam. But he turned his back on to the world of business. Sam never gets interested in our legacy and he just lives his life the way he wanted it to be. He's not with us ever since he moved out of the manor and fly to New Jersey. Sam said he wants to study and live a normal life there, away from thousands of paparazzi that always follow our family. I know he also wants to get away with dad. The last time they had a talk was when Sam confesses his real gender identity to us. He is gay. I guess dad didn't like

Otherwise, prepare for a lengthy punishment. Yes... he was Benjamin Bondan Immanuel. Sam's father and the respected ruler of the Twin Dragon Clan. His death still remained a big question mark for Sam. His son knew the capabilities of his father with a weapon in his hand. It was from a Bondan that Sam learned to wield a sword, pull a trigger with precision, and practice martial arts. It doesn't matter if the whole world doubts his skepticism. For Sam, the deaths of both his parents were not mere accidents, but planned murders. Unfortunately, he couldn't uncover the mastermind behind the events. Everyone he suspected had strong alibis that couldn't be easily refuted.

“Sam was a good kid, he was loved by all, no one had a bone to pick with him. He was an overachiever, the best graduating student in his class, the best in the defence academy. I remember the day he told me he got a job as part of the security detail for the Prime. He had been over the moon, wanting to serve our Alpha Prime in whatever way he could.” I glanced at Jacob who was staring ahead, his jaw clenched. The Alpha finished his speech and a man walked up to the podium. From his looks, I knew he was Sam's father. His eyes were red rimmed as he wiped the tears. He glanced at the coffin. I swallowed hard, the temple suddenly felt so small and stuffy. “My little boy…” Mr Hartley began “He wa

Said a sarcastic voice. We looked towards the door, and there stood Samantha with her two sons. Samantha had long brown hair that fell past her shoulders and dark brown eyes. Her two sons looked nothing like her. Kyle and Zack had curly dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. We all assume it must be because of the father. We've never met their father and Samantha refuses to let anyone know who he is. All she says is that he died. "She's in the building!?" asked Mikey. I rubbed the bridge of my nose and sighed in irritation. Mikey's flare for drama is never lost on me. I'm sure that if his father never forced him to focus on the family business, then he would have joined the drama club and try to g