Daddy’s Hot Sauce

Anders heard everything and that made him clench his fist. He was now trembling in anger as he never heard someone call him those words. The voices for him were not familiar, he furrowed his brows and bravely kicked the door. His eyes widened as he saw three men were in there and they were playing cards.

His intense black eyes flicked back and forth and then stepped back as he saw a man was going through him.

The man was eager to hit him on the face and that made Anders think of other ways to avoid his fist.

Anders grabbed his hand and tightly rolled it up and that gave him a chance to hit his stomach area. He let his fist forcefully land on it and that made the man crumple himself in pain.

Then another man was now approaching him and was anxious as he saw a knife that the man was holding. He swiftly turned around and went to his back just for him to grab his neck and locked his one arm that had the knife on it.

“Who do you work for?”

Anders was frowning his face while staring at him and waiting for his answer.

The man was losing his breath so he tapped Anders arm and was indicating that he was going to talk.

Anders released him and stared at the man in front of him. He was breathing heavily as he never had this fight in as many unlike before.

“Now, talk!” he exclaimed with him.

The man was staring at him blankly and later on his face was drawn with a smile; a devil smile as everyone knew.

“The boss was right! You are an idiot and stupid.”

The man insulted him once again and that made Anders clench his fist and now his feelings were unbearable.

Anders went to the man first with his heavy feet and dark face could be seen on him. He grabbed his neck and lifted him from the ground and this time, Anders has no emotions to show and conscience was not in his mind anymore.

“Tell me who is the idiot now!”

Anders was trembling in anger as he heard those words and made him feel like he was being the lowest of all the creatures in the world.

“Look. I am sorry for….” The man was trying to explain himself to Anders but he was now crouching on the ground and the pain was consuming his mind and body. No words could even come out of his mouth.

“Now tell me who your boss is?”

Anders went to the last man and crumpled his shirt. He held it tightly as he saw fears in his eyes, and made him more dominant this time.

“Answer me!” he shouted at him.

“The… The..” the man was out of his words due to nervousness and fear that was in his mind and heart. He just handed over a small piece of paper to him and did not say anything to him.

Anders violently let go of him and grabbed it. He read it and widened his eyes as he knew the address. He brushed off his hair and ran away from the place.

He was now in a hurry to be in that place though his appearance was not pleasing anymore.

“Fuck you!” he exclaimed while he was running outside and was in a hurry to reach for his car.

When he was inside his car, Anders quickly started the engine and was now driving at the main speed of his car. His instinct was telling him of one person who did this, the one that made him suffer when he was young.

After almost an hour of driving on the main road, he stopped his luxury car in front of a mansion in the countryside. He quickly went out of the car and smelt the fresh air while his hands were clenched as he was staring at the mansion.

The men at the mansion saw him and greeted him, “Good evening, Mr. Winston,”

“Where’s Lucas?” he asked in a serious tone of voice.

One of the men stepped forward and answered his question. “He’s at the library.”

Then, without any word he left for them, he walked with big footsteps towards the mansion down through the library where his brother was said to be staying at the moment.

When he arrived at the library, he took a deep breath and went inside.

The room was light enough to see the beauty of the room, although it was simple, full of books from the shelves, and the luxurious furniture with a modern type of interior.

“Don’t you even know how to knock on the door?”

Anders clenched his fist and hit the table hard enough to leave a mark on it.

“Playing games with me brother?”

Lucas laughed at him and put down the book that he was holding and said, “I told you to give up the company, you don’t deserve it.”

“Give up to you?! Are you insane?” Anders exclaimed at Lucas. “We all know that father left it to….” Anders was not able to continue his words as Lucas interrupted him.

“To Charles, You don’t even have a right to take his position!” Lucas sarcastically said.

Anders made his fist tighter this time, his rage was even fuelled by the words that came from Lucas and with his brows furrowed.

“What about you? Are you capable of holding the position in the company?” then, he smirked at Lucas and said, “You can’t even stop gambling in different casinos around the town, so stop acting as you care for the company! Stop threatening me or I will take you down, Lucas,”

Lucas quickly stood up and let his first land on Anders’

“Are you questioning my capabilities to be the CEO of Formonix Incorporated?!” Lucas exclaimed once again as his hands were trembling in anger. He looked at Anders who was now on the ground wiping off the blood on his lips.

“I know a man like you!” said Anders and stood up firmly while he was glaring at him.

“Don’t you think I have no idea about how much money you lost in the casino? You are broke and you will just use the Formonix to aid your financial needs.” Anders seriously said while letting the pen rotate on his fingers.

Anders walked closer to his brother and said, “I can beat you up here, but I will choose not to do it. I don’t want to get my precious hands with your filthy blood!”

Then, Anders stared at his brother with an insulting look. He crossed both of his arms and let his half body lean on the table.

Lucas grinned his teeth and did not say anything to Anders instead he walked away and shut the door.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Anders was left alone at the library. He looked around the place and saw the photo was hanging on the wall. Then one picture always made him stop, and it was the photo that he wished to have once more.