Dragon_2120

Emerald Castle...
Jemmy sat lonely with his laptop hosting an online meeting with his staff. When he heard a slight movement, he looked at the bed attentively.
"Send someone to protect Marina. She's my sister." Naysa said while still asleep. Jemmy didn't understand whether she was dreaming or meant what she said. When he tried to wake her up, she was still sleeping. But anyway, Wade was send off to Polar hotel.
Evening, Naysa opened her eyes and stared into the black shiny eyes. Jemmy was too happy when she woke up. Though the doctor just said she was ok, Jemmy could still not believe his words.
"How do you feel?" Jemmy asked. Naysa wanted to sit up but the strong hands held her back. "You'll hurt yourself."
"Am fine I can sit ok?" She said but Jemmy didn't let her go. 
"Naysa there is one thing we have to talk about. The way you do take rush decisions is alarming and that's endangering your life. At least, wherever you go, take the guards with you. For the sake of your protection." Jemmy said. Naysa, with Jemmy's support sat up and looked at him.
"I just don't know what came over me. Am sorry." She said, lowering her head like an obedient child to the parents. It was too cute that Jemmy stared at her admiringly. Even at her weakest point, she's still never lost her beauty.
"I'll make you something to eat." He said as he stood up and headed to the kitchen.
"Hey, some wonders here today!" Adrian started.
"He's going to personally cook for her." Another guard said.
"Wait, does he even know how to cook?" Stenson couldn't help laughing.
In a matter of five minutes, the kitchen looked like a tornado zone. Broken pieces of glasses and plates were all over. Flour was all over the place plus in his face. His whole clothes were covered in flour and other kitchen ingredients. When he came out, Naysa who sat in the living room burst out laughing. Stenson couldn't help it as he took pictures. The other guards went out the couldn't suppress their laughter any longer.
"Ooh my God! What were you doing?" Naysa held a mirror close to his face but Jemmy closed his eyes.
"Do I look terrible?" He asked in a cute deep voice.
"No... Not really. Who said my husband can look terrible? You look cute and funny. You've won a suit to the kitchen? I can't help it." Naysa laughed again. Looking at his suit, Jemmy couldn't help frowning. "What did you prepare for me?" She asked.
"I made instant noodles." He said.
"And how did you have your whole body covered in flour?" She asked. Jemmy kept quiet. "Can I go to the kitchen and have a look?"
"No... Don't go there!" Jemmy stepped forward to stop her.
"Can we go together then?" Naysa asked.
"If you insist." He replied while leading the way. Naysa followed.
The whole kitchen was a mess. The trash can was full of spoilt dumplings, pan cakes and many other goods he tried to prepare. He looked at Naysa innocently.
"Ok you did a good job, but you're a pretty bad cook." She said. Jemmy stared at her as if digesting what she just said. "Ok, don't be mad at me for that kind of a comment. Can I be your teacher then?"
"Sure." He replied.
"But there is a fee to pay. Are you ready?" She asked.
"How much is it teacher?" He asked eargerly that Naysa laughed. 
"It's not about money. It's something else." She said.
"Whatever you want, I'll do it for you." Jemmy said.
"Good, now take a guess before I tell you."

The Last Tears

Old man Andrew sad lonely and sadly as he played the video. The family's hotel had been bombed down and his grand son severely injured. What hurt him wasn't really James'injuries, the loss encountered after the hotel turned to ashes. He had tried telling James to let the Grant's be,but he never listened.


Roderick sat besides his brother who was covered in a gauze. His arm and his leg were broken. His face was swollen and two more teeth were out. His hair was a total mess.


"What do you want to do next?" Roderick asked James.


"In this current condition you're asking me what am planning to do next?" James snorted. His mouth had drops of dried blood.


"Your injury isn't a big deal here, the hotel is down... With nothing as compensation. The loss is far greater than we expected." Roderick said.


"Was it all planned?" James Caskey asked, supporting himself to sit up. "Three of my men are dead with almost a dozen lying in hospital with broken body parts. You're talking about the hotel, am talking about people's lives." 


"When grandpa told you not to recruit more men, did you listen?" Roderick asked.


"Would it have made a difference? The few would still be injured." James said. "But how comes Hank appeared when I thought he was still in country LA?"


"The Grant's existence is mysterious. Don't just underestimate them. They can appear anywhere at will." Roderick said.


"What was Diana's report?" James asked.


"What did you expect? The Grant's will accept our contract after you hurting one of them?" Roderick asked angrily.


"Don't shout at me you little thing, what do you know. I miss four teeth right now and the Caskey's Shine hotel is down..." James shouted.


"Is it not your fault? We're you not the one who started all this dramas?" Roderick retorted back. "Are we helping each other by getting mad? Of course not... The Grant's don't need the kind of fights you're forcing them into. We're getting holding on the loose ends." 


"What do you want me to do? If I could have know better, I would have taken that lady out of that hotel." James regretted.


"Your last James... It's too late now. Tell me, how will we fix this." Roderick asked.


"Go back and concentrate on your studies."


"You better mean it because I'll definitely go back to school, but have in mind you'll have to deal with grandpa, and you know him when he's mad. "Roderick stood up and left. He didn't like the way James addressed him too young to handle family issues.


Hank peeped in and looked at his brother who sat their motionless like a statue.


"I need to talk to you Jemmy." Hank said 


Jemmy stood up a d followed him to the study room. They sat opposite each other as silence reigned for a while.


"Jemmy do you like that girl?" Hank asked.


""Do you remember Phil Peters? She might be back anytime soon. Dad is in to allow Cindy move in here with you. How will you handle that?" Hank asked.


"I go with what my heart wants, not by command. Phil was just a childhood sweetheart who later left with no trace. Besides, those were childhood moments. Am no longer that little boy, am a big man. As for dad, leave that to me." Jemmy said.


"What if she finds out. You haven't done anything meaningful to her, so even if she leaves you now, she has nothing to loose in the long run.


"Boss... Second boss... Supper is ready." Stenson popped in. Jemmy stood up and left Hank still seated waiting for an answer.


After the meal, Jemmy went straight into his room.


Jemmy went against his routine. Normally, he would wake up and head to work directly. Today, be woke up and went into the room where Naysa was. He opened the curtains to allow the light in.


Naysa's eyelid trembled Abit, then she suddenly woke up.


CHAPTER THIRTY TWO: AM NO LONGER THAT LITTLE BOY