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she was the only one who'd got the guts to reason with me. No one in this office said anything against my word. It was almost as if they didn't have an opinion. But she did

phenomenal progress in past nine years. So much so that I've become what boys from the place that I come from only dream about. L.A. had become my home now

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guest's secretary had beaten me to it. You see, both me and my guest had a history with this p

staring at the empty glass in front of him. I'd received a text from his secretary that he wanted to meet and there was no way I was goi

face when he saw me approaching. 'It's been lon

eyes. It felt hell to cry as a grown ass man but that I'd

separated he said, 'Call me Gra

o old to call you that

rtant Jackson. If they were I w

do you

the first thing I had in mind when we were to order but instead he ordered steak. 'What? I

eat steak?' I a

that too.' Bot

e?' He usually stayed in his family home in Japan and rarely came to America. Last time he was her

e not. There is some

Jealously hit me like the corner of a t

m the corner of his lips. 'I di

eet someone else too. I thought the old man had no family and I

doesn't suit you.' He said calml

or

dding, son. When had there bee

a.' I m

s.' Was he serious? He was going to call her here? Wait a second, he said, 'Her'. He knows so

w you were da

is lips in a thin line. Hol

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is time. 'Oh Jackson, wh

seven years and have had minimal contac

t was nice that someone thinks I've still got it that a w

omeone you're

y eyes and it was barely tolerable fact. For years even when he didn't contact me I still thought I was his only family and felt....safe. There was al

you didn't ment

out two months ago I got a call from this girl who claimed to be my granddaughter. For obvious

He nodded. 'If you knew about her since two

confirmed our relationship.' Something pierced in my heart. He flew down from Japan to meet her the every moment he realized she is his

she's your n

t, I had a feeling he was trying to set us up. I sighed hoping desperately he does not ask me to date her or anything because I'm not made for this. Casual has always been my

entered the private section. It was when a familiar voice hit

look. No, this cannot be true. Please

re on fire to hear the name I hated. If Satan had a synonym it was Cordelia. The very girl who turned out to be the granddaught

she snorted. 'Young and dashing?' Her questioning my looks made me turn my head and glare at her. Her

s it. This was my

rked. 'Hello there Jackson.' A strong stare g

each other alre

'I wish I

utual.' Satanic p

erms. But what to do, this has to change. Af

the one-whose-name-I