Soldier Bodyguard Man*man

Chapter 7

George's POV

Dad passed through all of us fixing our suits, he fixed Christopher's collar before patting his shoulder, Eliza his wife held Chris' hand with a smile as Chris put on a fake smile as usual. He is wearing a maroon suit like mine whereas Amelia is wearing a long v necked maroon dress looking like a princess she is "Let us go" Dad ordered after checking our outfits, we walked to our cars with our bodyguards.

I entered mine with Leo and he drove off following the other cars, I looked outside of the car dreading the party already. These parties are always the same with us pretending to be a perfect family that we clearly aren't, I barely talk to my siblings, everyone is always doing their own thing. We only talk when one of us is attacked, we don't talk or try to catch up, the usually said thing is 'glad you passed through that' then we go back to our own lives. We don't know anything about each other anymore and it is hard acting perfect, sometimes I wish I was still close to them like in the past, even when mom died we were closer than ever until we just disconnected.

We reached the house of one of dad's friend, where the party is being hosted. Leo opened the door for me. I walked over to my family and we stood in line behind him like we usually do "Smile" he commanded even without looking at us, I guess he always know how much we hate these public appearances. I put on the a fake smile I could master while taking Amelia's hand in mine as we made our way inside the party meeting dad's business partners.

He introduced us to his business partners that he wants us to know very well, we know some but he never fails to introduce new ones every single day. I shook hands with them with my fake smile never leaving my lips even when they crept at me like perverts. When the waiter came to us with drinks, I took a glass throwing it in my mouth before picking out another one. I need to get hammered in order to stand a party like this "Let's go and dance" Amelia whispered in my ear. I finished my glass taking her hand and walking away from dad's business partners and their boring talks, I wonder how Chris deals with them every single day and not just drop.

"How have you been?" I asked just to be polite and not let this dance be as awkward as the conversation she has just saved me from, we danced with me ignoring the looks of the women around us, I hate attracting women because dad might get suspicious if I don't get laid with one and leave them.

"Same old" she replied and the conversation died down, I can't believe we are here. She used to be fun, we could laugh, be free with each other, I was her favourite person and she was mine. She was my precious young sister but now, she is a stranger I share a house with. We danced in silence and the tension between us is so thick it is making the dancing really hard that I wish I could do something else "Why don't we talk anymore?"

"Because you changed" I replied "You are just like Chris, you all just cut me out of your lives, I tried talking to you but you showed no interest in knowing anything about me so just like you I cut you out" I hate showing emotions and I do my best to ignore them but what they did hurt me back then, right now I say fuck it but back then I was attached to them and they just cut me out like I didn't matter.

"We did that because dad loves you and hides things from you"

"Well he has a nice way of showing it plus he doesn't hide things from me I know who he is" I spent months without talking to him, he only talks to me when it is business, I don't care if he talks to me or not, I got used to it so much I don't like his company either.

"You know nothing George" she said stopping to dance all together leaving me confused on what she meant. She thinks I don't know how heartless our dad is, how controlling he is 'What more is there to know' I asked my self, he is a murderer, a liar and a  con, that is what he teaches me, what else could I not know. That he is the worst human being in the world.

I too got off of the dance floor getting myself another glass finding a table to sit on and just enjoy my own company when a girl started flirting. I was glad when dad managed to motion me to join them 'That meeting saved me' I finished my glass walking over getting myself into business mode, I sat beside Chris giving dad my full attention "Tell him what you were saying" Dad motioned to Mr. Hendricks who took a sip of his wine glancing at me.

"I thought he will be taking over the business" Mr. Hendricks pointed at Chris, everyone knows he will be taking over dad's business and I am glad it's him though dad trains me a lot about business too, I guess one day I will help Chris out.

"He will be but your business will be dealt by George, now tell him the deal"

"So you trust him to handle this" Mr. Hendricks asked as if weighing me down, bad move. I might still be in college but I can make a company run bankrupt in just one minute he should be careful "I made a new company and it produces this" he pulled out a small metal, I took it in my hand examining it. It has a green glass and white glass around it. It's not heavy, potable it could fit into a pocket "I call them transguns, I have already shown Mr. Harris how it works. it can help anyone carry guns through the airport without the scanner detecting it. It helps project guns as plastics" this is impressive "Since my company is still knew I have no market and your company has that, I want to give you six trucks and I would like your family to sell them for me but with each truck you get twenty percent and I get the rest" I nodded.

"Each truck is thought to be two billion dollars" Chris added

"That is 400 million dollars per truck and you get 1.6 billion" So that means we get 2.4 billion dollars while he gets 9.6 billion "You want 9.6 in all trucks all together when sold" I said taking another approach, we Harris' don't get that little, I can argue to tell him that we will be giving his products market and a bit I need is to get even more than he is earning.

"Yes I want 9.6 billion"

"What if we buy the trucks from you and then sell it as ours, you will have the money you need without waiting for the products to be sold" I asked my elbows on my knees.

"What if you get more than what I was expecting from my products" Hendricks asked.

"You said your price and we are giving it to you, you don't need to know how we sell" I reminded, he said how much he needed from the products we sale.

"I don't like the deal, I want eighty percent on each truck and you get twenty percent on each truck"

"We are giving your product market, if it wasn't for our company you will not have market or demand" I cleared up "Your products will have our name on it and what is better than a name, they will be sold in no time but you get fifty percent with each truck or get 9.6 billion up front but we take credit for the product" Mr Hendricks looked at his men as if wondering if the deal works for them or not, I leaned back in my chair and waited for what he decides because either way I win but I will prefer the later.

If he lets us take credit his name is going down the hill and we will take the entire thing as ours which means we would have bought his entire company, no one will be able to buy his product because he will be taken as a copy cat who stole from the biggest people in the world and if he chooses fifty percent on each truck all we need to do is increase the prices, his products and we will be getting more than him since he did the products which means we are just reaping what we never sow, great deal if you ask me.

"So what do you say Hendricks" Dad asked sipping his drink, he taught me so much about business and his most important rule was 'always stay on top'

"I will take the money up front" So stupid, how did he start business. I told him we will be taking credit which means we will be putting our name on the product, I would feel bad for him but why should I if I am getting rich.

"Good let us celebrate"