Limerence

Reunion

"Father..."

He said, his jaw clenched and his hands in fists

His father approached him , hugging him but he didn't hug back

Standing behind the two was probably Mr.Forbes mother , dressed in an all black long dress , and an exhausted look in her

"Go meet your mother, she's missed you a lot"

His father said as he stepped back ,

Mr.Forbes parents had never visited him before this , I've been with him for years, and never has he mentioned them, I would assume they weren't even alive if they weren't the Forbes , their family name is enough to make even the most powerful people think again

Mr.Forbes stares at his mother for a few seconds, before slowly walking towards her,

"Is that so, mother?"

She looks at him, her face becoming more pale than it already was

"Y-yes"

She exclaimed, not being able to meet his gaze , he's an intimidating man , and his body adds to it, he's tall, about more than 6ft , he has naturally broad shoulders, and his build is apparent through his white button up

What's frightening is the fact that his own mother cannot meet his gaze, his father either , now that I think back at their interaction

"I need some urgent business to take care of , if you wouldn't mind?"

He looks back at his father

"O-oh me? No no go"

He replied, his tone not nearly as proper and sophisticated as Mr.Forbes

He eyes him down, as he makes his way to his office, and I follow behind

The walk to his office is quite , the only sound are the footsteps of me , him , and two of his guards behind

Usually they're filled with him talking about which mans blood he wants on his gun and asking about his schedule

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We're sitting inside his office , he looks tense , he hadn't eaten all day either

"How many?"

He asks

"Only one, sir ."

" and he did what?"

"He....tried navigating our shipment somewhere else."

His eyes snaps up to the guard , cracking his knuckles as he opens his drawer, revealing his collection of one of the most expensive knuckledusters in the market , gold plated, diamond plated, some with some very expensive jewels encrusted in them, his favourite however, was one which was made of white copper , one he used to kill everyone , that's right, he can kill a man with knuckledusters alone .

He stands up , walking to the exit of his office, his guards and me following behind as he adjusts his knuckleduster

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2am in the morning, the man's dead on the floor , mr Forbes sitting in his chair, his forearm resting on his thigh, his hand dangling between his knees , the knuckleduster cut into his skin, blood dripping down from them, they're supposed to be worn on the fingers , but after he uses them, they end up on his knuckles, and it's very apparent since they do leave a bad mark

He gets up, making his way upstairs, we follow

"Clean the remains , and refill my water jar"

He says

"Yes sir"

I reply, one of the guards leaving to take care of the remains when I signal him to

"may I get you a change of clothes boss?"

I ask

"No"

I nod , as he causally opens his fridge and takes out 2 bottles of ley 925 , sitting back on his throne , as he makes it seem , parting his legs , adjusting himself comfortably as he leans back, relishing the taste of the tequila , the only thing he lacks is a literal crown

"Griffin"

"Yes boss?"

"Where's that girl?"

"In her room sir"

"Her room?"

He asks , I immediately regret my words ,

"I-I apologise sir , s-she's in one of your rooms"

I reply , hoping I don't lose my tongue

"Take her to my room"

I look up at him, in denial

"Would you like me to give you a count down?"

He asks , and that's my sign to go and do what he's said