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Hello everyone and welcome to the first Chapter of "Iron Rose" sequel to "Wild Flower." I have decided to change the title due to the length of "Wild Flower" and also a change in the plot of the story. I just hope you understand and also like the changes.
By the way, I just had a quick read through the story so you might expect a few grammatical errors but I promise it won't ruin the story for you. This is due to the fact that I am back in school.
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Miguel, a powerful and sexy titan is all out for revenge on his former husband and his wrongdoers in order to fight for justice. Can his quest for revenge finally bring him the justice he deserves? Watch as the all new "Iron Rose" hits you with the most intriguing story of love and revenge.
Iron rose, one look and you're hooked...
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Carter was standing in the middle of the big mansion, staring at his mother with eyes wide open. His breaths had seized... his body was completely motionless... his heart was almost jumping out of his chest. He couldn't believe what he had just said.
"What?" He gasped, feeling as if his entire breaths had just left him. "What did you say?"
"This is our new house." She whispered, not losing that smile on her face. "Do you like it?"
"Like it?" Carter frowned, still staring at his mother. "I don't even believe this is our house or how you got it. Do you know how expensive such a house is?"
Yvette was worried her son was gonna ask a lot of questions. It was inevitable and honestly she had no idea if she had answers to his questions. Miguel was already making life so difficult for her. She couldn't understand why he couldn't just come out and tell his brother the truth. She was tired of keeping secrets from her son.
"Of course," Yvette smiled. "I know how expensive it was because I was the one that bought it. It was actually a surprise and it looks like I succeeded too, right?"
Carter looked at his mother, realizing that she was serious. "Mom?" Carter's voice sounded different, shocked. "Are you being serious? Where did you get the money to buy this house?"
Yvette lost the smile on her face and sighed, sitting on the couch. "It doesn't matter son. What matters is..."
"No!" Carter shook his head. "It does. This..." He moved his finger in the air. "...is a very big deal. We've been poor my entire life and now you want me to believe this house is ours. This is impossible."
"I was saving."
"Bullshit, mom!" He angrily stumped his foot on the floor. "Do you think I am stupid? I know you and I know you haven't been saving anything so that won't work on me. Even if you have been saving your entire life, we wouldn't have bought such a big house with everything in here. It is impossible."
The house was truly big. It was a two floor modern white and grey house with a huge surrounding. It had about 6 bedrooms, a kitchen with everything and a beautiful living room. The house had a small pool too so there was no way she was gonna lie to him.
First she had made him explore it all only to tell him it was theirs.
"Okay." She rubbed her now sweaty face. "I... I have been betting." She sighed, making her face look really serious. "I didn't want to tell you because you... you probably wouldn't have approved. Someone helped me. I have been doing it since we arrived and finally..." She laughed, her eyes becoming glassy with tears. "...I finally won 1 million dollars, son. I won and I wanted to surprise you. I know that..."
Before Yvette could even finish her sentence, Carter pulled her into his arms and gave her a really tight hug. The joy he felt at that moment was nothing like he had ever felt before. He couldn't believe they were finally gonna be out of poverty. They were now really rich. He was happy.
"Thank you so much, mom." He said, hugging her tighter. He couldn't mask the happiness in his voice. "You've made so happy and I will forever be grateful to you."
Yvette was really surprised. That was easier than she had thought. She had thought he was gonna be mad and leave for a while but he actually accepted it.
"This is like a dream come true. I love you."
"I love you too." Yvette kissed his hair, hugging him tightly.
'I am so sorry, Carter' She thought, rubbing in his hair. 'I hope you'll forgive me one day when you find out what I had done long ago. I couldn't even tell you that this house was bought by your brother's money including everything. He is the same brother you're trying to steal a man from, your younger brother and fresh and blood. I just wish that... that you two will start getting along soon like it should always have been. I am sorry.'
Carter and his mother hugged for a long time, being emotional with each other.
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Miguel was busy in his office, checking out some emails that had been sent to his company. He was seated on his lovely comfy chair in a tight blue striped shirt that was tucked in a sexy black trouser with black shoes. His chest was exposed on which a beautiful gold chain was placed. He was looking delicious with his red hair. He was also wearing beautiful spectacles that made him fancier.
He was trying to occupy himself with something to do to avoid thinking about either Christian or Carter and even Brian. He just wanted to forget he had even met them in his life and continue with his big mission.
As he was checking out his emails, the policeman he had hired to frame Carter came inside and stood in front of him. He didn't dare sit because he knew he had to respect don whether he liked it or not.
"You called me, sir?" The policeman said with his head bowed. "I am here."
"Good, Mendoza." He closed the laptop and rested his chin on his hands. "I want you to leave Carter all alone. I don't want you laying your dirty fingers on him. Do I make myself clear?"
To say Mendoza was surprised would be a total understatement. He couldn't believe the man that had wanted Carter hurt was the one now telling him to leave him alone. What was going on?
He knew better than to question him but...
"I don't get it." He frowned, shrugging. "Just the other day, you wanted me to deal with Carter and now..."
"What I wanted the other day doesn't matter." He was raising his voice because he didn't like Mendoza's behavior. "Are you questioning my orders?"
"No, but..."
"I said don't lay your fingers on him." He snapped, hitting his hands angrily on the table. Mendoza's heart gave a sharp pound in his chest. He had never seen Miguel so angry. "Follow my orders or you might just find yourself in a very serious accident involving one of my construction vehicles. You know the kind I am talking about so I don't have to explain myself."
Mendoza gulped as shivers ran down his spine, making him feel cold. He couldn't understand why Miguel was threatening him like that. He was usually a very brutal cop but he too knew when to be submissive. He slowly shook his head as he took a sigh.
"And that goes for your obsession too." Miguel sounded with warning in his voice, pointing at the surprised man. His look was priceless. "I don't want you lusting after him."
"B-but I..."
"I had you watch over Carter but right now..." He chuckled sinisterly, putting his legs on the table. "...I am having some men watching your every move and I tell you, one wrong move and you're..." he gestured to his neck, watching Mendoza's eyes widen beyond their limit. "...you will be done for."
"But..."
"You are either very bold or very stupid, Mendoza." Miguel snarled, shaking his head as if he was about to snap at Mendoza's neck. "You dare question my orders? You think I look like this that I am very weak? Do you think a weak man would own the most important construction business in the entire country?" And to think that in the last three years, the company was unknown.
"I know you are not a weak man."
"Then do what I asked." He glowered, pointing at him. "And get your ass out of my office."
Mendoza had no choice. He quickly left the office as if the hounds of hell were after him. He had never been so scared in his entire life like he did. Just as he was leaving, he just met with Brandon who was entering the office looking sexy and hot in a red suit.
"What's up with him?"
Miguel sighed, dropping his legs. "Nothing! Forget about that stupid man. What's up?"
Brandon sat on the chair and smiled brightly. "Mark and I were able to put a microphone in Daniel's office."
"Interesting!" Miguel beamed, biting his top lip. "And?"
"He was talking to some Alex guy and he seemed really angry." Brandon said, getting out a recording. "Why don't you just hear for yourself?"
Brandon played the recording and Miguel heard it. But it was just a dead end. Although from the way Daniel had sounded and talked, it was clear he was mad at the Alex guy for something. He even told him never to call again.
"Hmm..." Miguel was disappointed. "I don't think this even proves anything. I can't say for sure he was talking to another dragon." He rubbed on his face, taking a sigh of pain. He was going crazy inside. Why was the last dragon so hard to find.
"I am sorry." Brandon understood how Miguel felt. "But maybe we should just get Daniel and..."
"No!" Miguel shook his head. "We can't do that."
"Then what are you planning on to do with him?"