*CLICK*
I quickly aimed the pistol at the 18 wheeler truck in front's tire and was about to fire it, but noticed that it suddenly started to slow down, eventually stopping not to far away from me with the rest of the suspicious 10 vans that followed it into the driveway and thought with creased eyebrows "Who the fuck has the password to my gate"
The door to the 18 wheeler opened and a very beautiful tall slender 5'11 chocolate skinned woman stepped out of it with a up did braided bun, a diamond shaped face and very distinctive light green eyes and said calmly while grabbing something from inside the van "Amenadiel."
"Oh, it's you jasmine, why didn't you call me before you came." I asked confusedly while putting my pistol back into my storage secretly since she doesn't usually just pop up out of nowhere at my doorstep.
"Because of official business." Said jasmine coldly, but simply while helping two rather tall for their age children out of the very dark tinted 18 wheeler, one 5'5 and the other 5'4.
"WASSUP DAD." Said a very dark chocolate skinned handsome boy with very distinctive light green eyes, a defined diamond shaped face, 5'5 in height, short black hair with a clean lined up edge up and wave hair style going forward on his head, and a lean muscular body that couldn't be hidden underneath his exspensive outfit and jewelry.
I dapped his fist and said with a slight smile "I hope you had fun with your mom, kha'leb."
Kha'leb sighed and said with a smirk while putting his hand back down "Yeah she took me to antarctica a week ago, oh yeah I saw a bowhead whale, but we had to come back because she still had things to do as s…AGH."
Jasmine pinched kha'leb's ear hardly and said coldly "Go inside I have business to attend to with your father."
"Y…y…yes…m…ma'am." Said kha'leb stutteringly while immediately heading straight past me into the mansion.
I watched as kha'leb entered the mansion and said calmly while pulling up his status screen internally "If your hungry ask the housekeeper alicia, she's in the kitchen."
Kha'leb Immediately took his shoes off by the front door and started running towards the kitchen, almost slipping into a glass vase, but prevailed in his mission of reaching the kitchen to grab something to eat.
[STATUS]
[Name: Kha'leb Dinzee Jackson]
[Celebrity rank: D-]
[Gender: Male]
[Age: 9]
[Health: Healthy]
[Titles: [The Child Star], [Amenadiel's Son]
[Skills: [Acting: Advanced], [Negotiation: Advanced], [Taekwondo: High]
[Traits: [Prodigal Actor], [Overconfident], [Faithful Lover], [Observant], [Magnetic Presence], [Greedy], [Calm]
"Yeah, we're gonna have to work on that greedy trait" I thought while scanning over my son's status window, remembering back to when I first held him in my arms 9 years ago when jasmine had him from a accidental pregnancy when we were lovers, but now our relationship is only that of best friends and co parents since we decided to take a step back as adults and raise kha'leb up physically and mentally healthy.
"Ahem…" Said jasmine adjusting her throat hardly.
I looked down at jasmine from the status window, only to see a paper being held up at me and said calmly while grabbing it "What is this."
"It requires your signature because it's for your position as the chairman of jackson corporation, I integrated pen am airlines, jet and ebony magazines and the 5 clubs which have all been integrated into the now jackson corporation within this week and all will operate through it as you've planned." Said jasmine with a sigh while pullling out a pen from her suite jacket and handing it to me.
I nodded and grabbed the pen and started scribbling my signature on the paper, already knowing the basics of what it is while glancing up from the paper at her and squinted while saying lowly "Where's my money, I know the market crash was the doing of those old greasy fucked up balding politicians."
Jasmine nodded while putting the paper back into the folder and pulled out another folder and handed it to me while saying with a serious look on her face as she stared back into mines "Your correct, after the sales crash from your amen wine and the amenadiel cologne brands, those greedy dipshits didn't even think that you benefited the most from this despite some also having major gains."
"That's what stuck up people who've gotten a little to comfortable in a position of power are like, they don't think and feel they can get away with almost anything, like no one will find out it was them." I said calmly while opening the folder and immediately felt my heart almost stop beating from the amount of money that I was currently seeing, which was
11,899,754,211, yes I said 11,899,754,211 because it says on the paper that my wine brand that was being created since 9 years ago had amassed 11,899,754,211 in the span of a week, which is fucking ridiculous unless some billionaires bought my wine and my cologne brand that has also been created 9 years ago had amassed a impressive 12,589,655.
I closed the folder back and handed it back to her while saying with a sigh "I could've made more if those damn politicians weren't so greedy."
"Yeah, you could have, anyways the money is in this 18 wheeler." Said jasmine with a almost silent snicker while handing me the keys and pointing at the huge black 18 wheeler.
I grabbed the keys and was about to make my way towards the back of the 18 wheeler to see my money, but looked down at the silent, rather tall boy and asked "Who is he."
"Oh, I almost forgot about him, malik this is amenadiel, amenadiel this is malik, he's your father." Said jasmine plain and simply, almost to calm and fabulously.
I was silent for a rather long moment and thought with creased eyebrows "I'm his what now, I didn't fuck around only to find out now and I most definitely didn't donate my baby batter for the cause so who the fuck is this snotty little shit."
"He's your son with sophia." Said jasmine calmly, slapping a paper against my bare ripped muscular stomach.
I grabbed the paper, which so happened to be a dna paternity test and my eyes Immediately glanced at the statistical likelihood of the tested man, or me in simple terms being the biological father.
"Yes it says 99.99% amenadiel, you fucked around and now you find out 9 years later, this is what happens when your niggering around with woman too much." Said jasmine calmly with her left hand on malik's head.
"What the fuck is niggerin…nevermind, who is the mother."I asked calmly, like I didn't just hear her say it was sophia while making my way towards the back of the 18 wheeler with the key to the lock ready in my right hand.
Jasmine stared at my bare ripped back for a moment and said calmly, repeating what she already said earlier "Sophia kumar, ring any bells."
I froze for a moment, everything finally sinking in and looked back down into the light skin boy's eyes and seen that he was 5'2 in height with a lean muscular body in a cheap outfit, long braided messy light brown neck length hair, and a defined diamond shaped face with hazel colored eyes.
"Sophia" I thought calmly, obviously not waverd in the least by the revelation, wanna know why, because the bitch was dumb, if your pregnant with a man's child and he was good to you, why would you kick him out of his own home to the point that he loses everything and turns to drugs, of course it would give me, a man who took over his body the thought that the child wasn't mines and most likely another nigga's.
I sighed and unlocked the back of the 18 wheeler while looking at jasmine who started leading malik into the mansion and sighed again at having to feed another brat when kha'leb, the greedy little fucker was already enough for me to handle.
"I guess this is how parenting feels, I already feel old as shit." I thought while imagining my future self who had a mouth full of gold teeth and a big dollar sign chain on with sagging pants and a hoody with clean sneakers on, giving off the aura of a pimp
I chuckled at my own imagination and lifted the 18 wheeler roll-up door open and seen the whole back was full of stacks of cash lined up all the way to the roof of the 18 wheeler and glanced back at the men in the black tinted vans and waved my hand for them to leave my property while thinking "I can't put my money in my storage because these fuckers are here being nosy"
Suddenly a man got out of the tinted van.
Let me rephrase this part, I meant suddenly a fat white man who dosn't look built to protect my money got out of the tinted van and made his way over to me rather slowly and said "Mr jackson, do you need help with anything."
"Do I need help with anything, yes I do actually, you can help me by leaving my property, I'll make sure your paid well if you can do that." I said calmly while pulling a 100 dollar bill out of my shorts and handing it to him, like I was shaking his hand for his hard work in protecting my money, is what it looked like to the other security guards in the black tinted vans that is.
The fat security guard had a surprised look on his face at the 100 dollars in his hand and the billion dollar lined up racks behind me while looking back up at my face and smiled while immediately taking his leave, stuffing the 100 dollars into his pocket with a grin on his face as he got back into the black tinted van and started it up to leave.
"Money sure does speak for itself and make the mind evil" I thought as I watched the 10 black tinted vans take their leave from out of my driveway.
I looked back at the biilions inside of the 18 wheeler and put my hand on the stack of cash and suddenly made all the money inside of the 18 wheeler instantly vanish.
I jumped a little and pulled the roll-up door back down and locked it with the key while saying with a sigh "Status."
[DING!]
[STATUS]
[Name: Amenadiel Elias Jackson]
[Celebrity rank: A]
[Gender: Male]
[Age: 28]
[Health: [Hyperspermia], [Scrotal laxity]
[Titles: King of R&B]
[Perks: [Luther Vandross Talents], [Perfect Pitch], [Hyperthymesia], [Perfect Health]
[Skills: [Bartending: Master] [Sex: Master], [Stragetic Thinking: Master], [Taekwondo: Grandmaster], [Wing Chun: Master], [Pianist: Master], [Dancing: Master]
[Storage: [Money: 12,890,001,057], [Pistol], [GA: 16], [TA: 5], [AMA: 10], [VMA: 5], [PCA: 32]
"Now this was the day." I said calmly with a smirk appearing on the corner of my mouth as I made my way back towards the mansion, intending to deal with my newfound bastard son, housekeeper and my secretary who I all have unfinished business with.
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THE END…