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I am sitting in my office going over a contract on my hologram screen when I hear a knocking coming from the door, I quickly close the screen and check my surveillance to see who it is, Charles, my wonderful assistant. I press a button that's hidden underneath my desk and the door opens, in walks Charles with a grin on his face. "Morning Xander," he greets cheerfully. Charles was more than just an assistant, he is also my best friend, a weird guy always optimistic and happy and sometimes very annoying. Charles and I go back a long way, before the death of my father Desmond Forsythe, and my mother Sarah Tiaz. Charles is the only person who has remained my friend, everyone else was just my friend because of the money I had and the fame. Charles genuinely cared about me even after I changed and became a sexist jerk; he stayed by my side just to make sure that I am okay. "We got a new disk this morning from South Africa and it's a good one, I can't wait to see your reaction when you fin
I am giving them enough, but I am wrong. Dammit, Xander! How could you be so stupid and reckless? How could you let this happen right under your nose? I cannot believe it; how did I not see this coming? I thought they were happy. I thought they were content with everything. This business runs fairly and runs on the laws and rules that my father made and that is how it will be till the end of time. But how did they manage to break the rules without me noticing, I missed something, but I couldn’t have, it's impossible. The people I trusted the most turned against me. This isn’t good for the company or my reputation. As the security guard waited outside my office, I quickly grabbed my things and the disk that Charles had given me and put them in my briefcase. Charles comes rushing towards us with one taco in his hand and another in his mouth. I roll my eyes, and he shrugs in response. “We need to get a move on sir,” the guard says. We quickly take the stairs down to the basement parki
It’s been two days since the strikes started and today the strike ended: according to the news. Charles was discharged from the hospital yesterday and he is doing fine, well more than fine. Charles never lets anything get him down, no matter how tragic it can be. I remember after his father died, he had this smile on his face and he told me not to cry for someone who is going to be in a better place, we should rejoice and be happy for that is what they want us to feel, and I’ll never forget that. Right now, Charles is enjoying his day off with our new personal bodyguard Damien at the gym and I did not agree with it, Charles asked Damien and he agreed I couldn’t disagree because I was outnumbered. I thought he was joking when we were at the hospital, but it turns out he was dead serious. We had an entire argument about it before he made the call; I just thought it was an absurd idea. Charles only wanted to be near the guy because he had a major crush on the guy. I can’t win against Cha
Charles and Damien return from their shopping trip about two hours later, my hard-on had disappeared after drowning myself in a bottle of whiskey, I wasn’t really drunk but my head sure wasn’t thinking straight. My thoughts were all over the place, I'm usually in control of myself when I’m drunk but this time around, I don’t think I've ever lost control of myself this much, it’s both terrifying and shocking at the same time and that’s never a good sign. Charles walks through the door and I jump up, walk to him, and give him a big hug, squeezing him a little. “Xander, you smell bad man,” he says pushing me away. Thanks for making me feel better Charles “I’m sorry Charles,” I frown, feeling bad for upsetting him. “You’ve been drinking, haven’t you?” he says looking at me worriedly. Honestly, I never drink this much in a day, let alone a week. I'm an extremely strict person and I'm self-disciplined and right now all my rules have just flown out the window. “I'm just trying to forge
The day I have been dreading has finally arrived the day I decide the fate of all my employees, I don’t know what to do, I can’t fire them because they are the best in the business, and I can’t let them off with a warning because that will make me look weak and I don’t want that. I face my biggest challenge and I’m not prepared for it. I'm nervous because I just don’t know what I'm going to say to them and that’s not the difficult part of this thing; the difficult part is getting in there and delivering the most terrifying yet influential speech, how do you do that without scaring people away? I'm so conflicted and I'm never been this confused. I'm in the middle of breakfast; Charles and Damien have left for work. While enjoying my fruit salad with yoghurt, the room goes icy cold and the hairs on my body stand. I at once know what’s happening. ‘Xander James Forsythe, you are a disappointment he says in disgust. I know he is right behind me, but I won’t turn to look at him. “I’m doi
“Xander James Forsythe,” Charles yells from downstairs. “I’m coming Dante, just chill, beauty does not make itself,” I yell back as I fix my hair in front of the mirror. “I swear to god you're gay sometimes or bisexual” he laughs. “Shut up,” I say as I walk down the stairs, “You're the gay one Charles” “Xander tell me something I don’t know and hurry up we’re going to be late for our flight, Damien is already in the car,” he says as he walks to the door. “I know Charles,” I roll my eyes and make my way out of the house; Charles turns on the alarm system and locks the door. I walk to the car and can see that Damien is glued to his phone in the backseat. I’m sure he is playing the new game Pokémon Go; I’m making billions with that game. I jump in and he gives me a warm smile and looks back at his phone. “Pokémon Go?” I ask; he doesn’t look up at me. “Yep, it’s fucking addictive,” he says with a childish grin. “I know Dame, I know,” I chuckle. “How many have you found?” he asks,
As we make our way to Abraham’s Incorporated in Sandton City, Charles, and Damien cannot stop talking about just how amazing this meeting is going to be. Coming up with crazy scenarios of how I’m going to react, all of them end up with her pregnant. At this very moment I am upset with her, why were there rumours of a merge? Hopefully, it is just the public making assumptions for her sake but nonetheless, I am still upset with her and in all honesty, scared too. I didn’t want to meet her, after seeing those pictures that day, I haven’t been the same, that’s all I see, in my head and my dreams, I hate her. “Uh, Xander, you’re thinking out loud,” Charles says to me worriedly. “There is nothing to be scared about Xander, you’ll be fine,” Damien says. “I am not scared,” “Dude, you’re angry and somehow terrified of the woman, she is way better than you and I mean if she – ouch!” Charles says, and Damien gives his lover a looking of warning. “What? I’m being honest,” Charles says. “May
The next morning, I was somehow in a good mood, nothing could get me down today, not even Charles and his little antics. I got out of bed and go straight downstairs; Charles is sleeping on the couch, which is odd because I could have sworn, I left him in his room last night and Charles made a vow a few years to never sleep on the couch and he hasn’t until now. I walk over to the couch and tap his shoulder and whisper his name, he doesn’t respond. “Charles,” I call out. “Charles?” I call out again, a little louder. “Dante!” I yell, he jumps and looks around before his eyes land on me and he lies back down and groans in frustration. “What is wrong?” he asks groggily, rubbing his eyes. “What are you doing on the couch?” I ask, his face falls and I immediately can tell that something is wrong. He sits up straight on the couch and I jump over the couch and sit beside him, preparing for a dramatic sob story. “Damien ditched me last night,” That doesn’t sound like Damien. “Why?” I ask
Epilogue – Xander It’s safe to say that it all worked out in the end for me, and for everyone. If there is anything that I have learnt from this is that no matter how life turns out, always be the bigger person. Never let anybody else determine how you see the world and the people in it. My dad messed up a lot of things, for his selfish reason. He sowed seeds of self-doubt, hatred, and selfishness in my life, and now I’m doing the work of re-growing my emotional garden. Everything he had ever taught me was wrong, especially about women. Found my mom, fell in love, and met some incredible women along the way. They taught me more than my father ever has, and that’s saying something. Women overflow with wisdom and grace, too many of them oppressed by the men they marry or encounter. As men, we should be protecting them and uplifting them. They are the carriers of our children and future generation. I have forgiven my father for everything he has done. He was only human. God says we mu
XanderIt’s been two weeks since Aiden has been back in custody, and all I can say is that it was the best decision we had ever made. Jessica was arrested but we had her released on probation. She knew that Aiden was our half-brother and only wanted to protect him. She apologized and all was forgiven.Aiden was going to be sentenced again for his escape and they were looking at adding another two years since he returned with no incident. It was a relief for everyone because his sentence was only going to be fifteen years, according to what our lawyer had told us.I was sitting in the visitor's area of the Sun City Prison, waiting for Aiden. Today was going to be the first time I had spoken to him ever since he was arrested earlier in the year.I hear chains clanking and I look towards the door and see Aiden's handcuffed from his knees to his arms. I stand up and wait for
XanderEverybody had gathered at our house. Everybody, I mean, Damien, Charles, Chantel, and X. We were waiting for X’s team to tell us that they had captured Aiden and he was in the set location. Emotions were running high, but we were all keeping our cool.Nikki and Chantel were currently occupied by their gossip, and the guys and I were gathered in the kitchen with the burner phone set in the middle of the table.“You are seriously considering murder?”X nods, “Yeah. If we let him live, who knows what he’ll do to us? To anyone.”I felt guilty. I wanted to know more about him and why my father kept him a secret. There had to have been a reason.“X is right,”“Guys come on. What about hearing his side of the story? He is your brother; do
Charles“You can’t do that Dae. I will not allow it, you understand me,”Damien sighs, “Fuck Charles, I’m trying to keep the both of you safe. Who knows what that manic is capable of.”“Don’t you dare raise your voice at me,” I yell, “I will not let that man terrorize me or my family? We will remain here, and we will see this through together.”There was no arguing with me, I was going to have the last say and that was it. That sorry excuse of a man will not ruin our lives again.“Call Xander, we are all going to his house, and we are going to talk about this,” I say and walk out of the kitchen.I go to the spare bedroom and find Chantel sitting on the floor, with her phone in her hand.“Honey, you okay?”Chantel looked at me and she looked shaken.“Aiden is Xander’s brother?”“What? No, who told you that lie?”She gets up from the floor and sits on the bed.“Nikki just called me and told me that they found Aiden, and Aiden is Xander’s older half-brother,”“Damien!”Chantel sighs, “Th
XanderI hate it when someone says that. It usually means something very messed up is about to happen and there is nothing we can do to stop it.“Just say it,”“Aiden is your biological brother,” X says.Damien and I look at each other. We both couldn’t believe it and it couldn’t be true. Could it?“How? I am the only son of both of my parents,”X looks at his screen, “Well, it looks like your father was a hoe.”I push X to the side and read what is written on the screen. His records were somehow sealed from the world, probably my dad’s doing. He was born the same year that I was just a few months before my birth, fuck that makes him my older brother.“His mother is unknown,”X looks at the screen, “I’ll have someone look into that.”“You’re taking this well,” Damien says nervously.I look at him and I shrug, “I’ve genuinely run out of fucks to give when it comes to Aiden and anything involving him but what’s bothering me is that my father. My father. I hope he’s in hell,”“Do you thi
“Do you still have men in the house?”X looks at his PC and nods, “Yeah, everything is good. They are still in the living room.”I was out with X and Damien, trying to figure out if the rumour of Aiden’s escape was true. We were waiting for Damien to return from prison with some information. We were at X’s house, in his basement. His family was out for the day, so we could work without his family disrupting us too much.“Do you think he could be out there?”I sigh, “Yeah, I do. He’s a sneaky bastard, that man.”X shakes his head, “We’ll find him, and deal with him accordingly. The rest of the squad doesn’t have to know.”“You’ve done stuff like this before?”“You mean assassinate, murder, make people disappear? It’s part of the job description, man. I’m hired by all sorts of people,” X replies but it’s a side of my business most people don’t know about.I nod, “Of course.”“People like Aiden have gotten away with so much in their lives that they have run out of their extra lives but s
NikkiI groaned as I sat on my bed, the baby was growing at an exponential rate and my back was hurting like hell. I look over and see Xander fast asleep. I smile as I brush his curls out of his face.Finally married. I couldn’t believe it. God finally granted me one of my heart's desires and another one is on the way.I get out of bed and put my slippers on and make my way downstairs to the kitchen. I proceed to make breakfast and Xander comes down the stairs. He sees me and smiles at me.“Good morning my gorgeous wife, and baby,”He kisses my cheek and bends over to kiss my stomach.“Good morning baby,”He takes the spatula from my hand and tells me to sit down. I don’t argue and I sit down on one of the bar stools.“Why didn’t you wake me up babe? You’re in your second trimester and I don’t want you to strain yourself.”I sigh, “I’m pregnant, not disabled Xander. We’ve had this discussion.”He frowns, “I’m sorry babe, I don’t mean to be overbearing. I just want you and the baby to
Xander Lobola Day“Shit,” I mumble to myself.I was standing outside the gate to Nikki’s family home, and I was nervous. Shaking even. I didn’t know what to expect. Xlanti had told me everything that I needed to know but still, I was nervous. I wanted to make a first impression, a good one.“Don’t worry Xander, we are here for you. just let me do the talking and everything will be fine,” X says.I nod. Damien places his hand on my shoulder, and I let out a shaky breath.A few moments pass and two men and a woman step out of the house and stand by the gate. Xlanti puts an R200 through the gate.“Siyanibulisa badala bam,” Xlanti says.“Molo nyana wam,” one of the men greet.“Silapha ukuze sithethe nabadala malunga nelobola kaNikiwe,” Xlanti says.The three elders look at each other.“You can speak in English, for the sake of understanding each other.”“Thank you,” X says and places another R200 through the gate.One of the uncles comes to the gate and opens it, we walk through the gate
Nikki I didn’t want him dead. Even though he deserved it but still. None deserves to die. I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that he was dead, I didn’t want to believe it. It’s been a few days since Aiden died and were sitting in the backyard, on the lawn. Xander had his eyes closed, I think he was asleep, and I had my head on his lap. I was looking up at the cloudy sky. Praying to god that he had at least in his final moments asked for forgiveness and that he was in heaven. Our lobola was in three days and I was excited, but I was also anxious. My dad’s side of the family was a tough bunch. Being half Xhosa and Zulu was not a good mix. My dad’s side of the family was Xhosa. I loved them to bits, unlike my maternal side, who decided to cut ties with my mother after she decided to marry my dad. Tribalistic idiots. “You okay down there?” I nod, “Yeah I’m okay. I’m just really nervous about Saturday,” Xander sits up and he looks down at me with his mesmerizing blue eyes. I was