“You’ll have what is yours, Derek. As far as I’m alive,” Elena assured him, as they both watched Ariana exit the lounge. “I definitely will, can’t wait to see that motherfucker that my father calls his son,” Derek growled, strolling to where Elena sat earlier. He grabbed the glass of Negroni and gulped it down his throat. ***Sam and Emily sat on an outdoor sofa, close to the big pool in his villa, as they bathed in the weak rays of the evening sun. Emily had just pink feathered panties and bra on with a pair of sunglasses while Sam had his shorts and a pair of sunglasses too. “So what’s your plan?” Emily asked, holding a glass filled with Chapman and staring at the blue skies. This life was worth it, but the problems weren't all gone, her sister would be back soon to prove that her child’s for Sam, and she still hoped she wouldn’t come. “Plan for what?” Sam answered, his blonde curly locks dangling on his forehead as he turned his face to stare at Emily. “What am I now? Would
Derek walked inside his dad’s room, he was still wearing the suit he had worn when Ariana went to his place at noon. She wondered if Elena had stayed all the while, just to come with him to Ethan’s mansion. Derek didn’t even glance around the room, considering the fact that it had been so long since he entered it; his real concern was finding out who this new son of Ethan was. Clinton looked at Derek and sighed; this was really getting out of hand, he thought heading out of the door. “Hey dad, you do not look like who’s going to die any time soon,” Derek smiled, but it was clear that it wasn’t a genuine kind of smile. “It’s never written on the forehead, Derek, is this how you greet your father?” Ethan decided to play along, giving the same kind of smile his son had displayed. “Yeah, this is how I greet a father that has no regard for his son,” Derek stopped in front of Ethan, took a quick glance at Ariana, scoffed and returned his gaze back to Ethan. “What do you mean, Derek?”
Sam!! Derek exclaimed, looking absolutely stunned. “Derek?” Sam looked like he was asking a question, he didn’t even recognize Derek’s voice when he was hearing it in the hallway, all he heard was the words. Ariana mouth fell agape, did they fucking know each other already? “Dad, is this the man you call your son?” Derek turned over to his dad, his face still illuminated with astonishment. “Yes, that’s Samuel Jonathan, your step brother,” Ethan revealed Sam’s full name, looking a little confused. What really was going on? “No, that can’t be, it can’t be, what the actual fuck is going on?” Derek yelled, stomping his foot on the marble floor. This just added another layer of problems to the ones he already had. Sam was the one who inherited Ethan’s corporation? The same Sam that impregnated his girlfriend? Sam remained mute, what he was seeing was hard to believe; Derek was his step brother, he could have never imagined it. He rushed down here because of the urgency Clinton put
“You should,” Derek whispered, and walked out of Sam’s face. There was nothing more he could say or do here, the surprises were enough for a night; he needed to go on and start making plans on how to get Ethan’s corporation. Elena followed immediately behind him, frowning at Sam as she walked past him, she was very angry that even with Derek, she couldn’t cause Ethan to do something about the situation. Ethan pulled himself out of the fight a long time ago, giving Sam full ownership of his company was a smart move, but it isn’t really smart because it puts all of the danger on Sam. The door slammed closed, and the room still remained silent, just the tick of the big golden wall clock that stood on one upside of the wall. Ariana was the one who broke the silence. “I honestly still can’t believe you and Derek had met,” she stared at Sam, her surprise hadn’t faded. “I first met him in Borris’s restaurant, when I was nothing obviously; and that day I was going to propose to Amelia,
“Isn’t this too early, what the fuck?” Emily felt disheartened, Amelia was her sister but this was becoming so irritating. Sam sighed, took another sip at the coffee and started walking towards the lobby. “Are you gonna go see her like that?” Emily asked, following behind him hastily. “There’s no time going up to the room again, the fact that Amelia is here means I own that child,” Sam dried his body with a big white sparkling towel as he walked. His words made Emily speechless, she just followed him quietly with the coffee mug in hand. ….Amelia was surprised to see Sam entering the lobby with just a pair of moist shorts and a white towel around his neck, his physique was one of the things that made her fall in love with him and seeing it now, she shivered, but recomposed herself. When she saw Emily coming in behind him, the feeling disappeared entirely and was replaced by jealousy. She was wearing a white robe, which meant that they had enjoyed themselves the previous night d
“How’s that even possible,” Amelia laughed, but it didn’t get to her eyes; it was a kinda mocking laughter. Emily was a little surprised, but she knew Derek; she just didn’t know his name, she had seen him once in Ethan’s corporation, it was all going around a circle. “Derek is the son of the former owner of Ethan’s corporation, I’m sure you know who Ethan Cole is; Derek Cole is his son and I’m his son as well, but from different mothers,” Sam furtherly revealed, a small grin curling up his lips. He wasn’t supposed to be revealing this to Amelia, but he had to because of the situation. Amelia was utterly dumbfounded, she never even thought of it; Derek had his own company so she didn’t think he’d be the son of Ethan Cole. In fact she was too engrossed with his wealth that she didn’t even have time to think who his father might be. It wasn’t just Derek being Ethan Cole’s son that made her starstruck, Sam was always the son of one of the most influential and wealthy people in Los A
Derek eyes stood wide, he was expecting something violent but not to that extent, wasn’t Elena going too far? “It’s the only way, Derek. Sam wouldn’t give up that property as far as he’s alive, especially now that the two of you have an history,” Elena persisted, fixing her gaze on her son. She was skeptical, but she just had to say it; this was the only way out at the moment and they had to act quickly before Ethan dies. “Hurting Sam might put the both of us behind bars for the rest of our lives, mum. I don’t want to take that risk,” Derek said, staring at the whiskey inside his glass cup. Now that they just had a fierce encounter with each other, any slight violent incident that happened to any of them; they would both be the first prime suspects, especially him because he was the one trying to get something from Sam at the moment. Elena idea was good and seems like the only way, but it wasn’t very ideal at the moment. “Not if we make it look like an accident,” Elena probed, g
Derek was flabbergasted, what was going on? Amelia and Sam at his house at the same time? And who was the woman clinging on to Sam? Derek held the glass cup filled with whiskey with both of his hands, so it wouldn’t fall out of shock. “It seems you do not like your job anymore,” Derek's gaze went to the butler who came to announce their presence. He had told Amelia never to come to his house unless she removed the child inside of her; and still his butler allowed her in. “I….I…..didn’t,” “Hear us out, Derek; aren’t you surprised it’s not only me this time, fucking take a chill!” Amelia was getting annoyed with his behavior, even if he wanted to discard her, at least he should hear their side of the story. The butler was kinda glad that Amelia interrupted him, he actually had no answer to that question, but the fact that his job was still on the line hadn’t been resolved; Amelia just bought him some time. He quickly left their midst before Derek could ask him another question he