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Since before they had wives, kids of their own the two men had been in some kind of war, something that they passed onto their children. It was all caused by David Grey, 31 years ago.

31 years ago David Grey beat a man to death when he was only 20 years old, Calvin Shepherd was only 24 himself when David beat him to his death, a crime he was never punished for because of his wealthy background.

Christopher Shepherd never ever forgot what he had done, he could never forget. The man who was supposed to be a friend had killed his brother in cold blood without reason.

Both were wealthy as they grew in age, both owning multi billion businesses.

Now 31 years on Christopher Shepherd's sons Derek and Mark carried the same resentment, it was in their bloodline. The only difference between the Shepherd men and the Grey Men being the Shepherd's only held David responsible and only held a grudge to the current day because of his violent streak, his violent ways, his son Maxwell was the exact same as his father.

Derek Shepherd was described as a player, a user, a man with a cold heart, a man who wanted wealth more than anything, a man who didn't want a woman on his arm or in his bed. He was a hook up in a hotel man, leaving the second the intercourse had finished. He had never had a relationship, he hadn't ever wanted one.

At 27 years old Derek had already accomplished most of his dreams, he owned his two car businesses, his own repairing garage, an air line which held his own private jet. He lived in a luxury estate which had six bedrooms, 13 bathrooms, an underground garage, an indoor and outdoor pool, multiple reception rooms, open kitchen and dining area, his own bar, cinema room and weaponary. His estate was protected by tall metal gates, the centre of the front exterior being the large water fountain.

He was proud of who he was, he wasn't a violent man unless it was needed, he was intimidating, muscular, he was handsome, he had the most bold blue eyes, long eye lashes, jet black hair that was always perfectly styled.

No matter how others described him when it came to his mother he was always gentle, patient and warm. The opposite of how he presented himself on the outside.

David Grey wasn't an overly private man, they thought they knew everything about him, he had a wife and a son. He owned similar businesses to the Shepherd's, he was violent and careless.

Derek sighed heavily, another youth had overdosed on dodgy drugs, something they knew David Grey was causing.

"We need to sort it dad"Derek spoke, Christoper sighed deeply.

"Another run it with David, Derek its only been six months six we last pissed him off"Chris wasn't scared of David, he just never knew what kind of retaliation to expect from him.

"Then we go to his office and we talk to him like men. Kids are dying, innocent kids"Derek slammed his hand down angrily. His blue shirt almost popping open as his muscles flexed.

Christopher thought for a moment, he could only agree with Derek. Derek was the harder of the two boys. Mark was more gentle. Mark became a part of the Shepherd family when he was four years old. He was found alone and starving. The Shepherd's adopted him of course, they had always wanted a second son. But after the birth of their daughter Amelia 25 years ago Carolyn was shot in the abdomen during a robbery. When their eldest Lizzy was 6, Derek 4 and Amelia 2, Mark was welcomed into the family joining Derek as they were both four.

"Mark, will you come?"Chris asked. Mark looked up from where he sat.

"Hell yeah, the lad was 15, a life ahead of him" Drugs were something Mark hated, they took the lives of both of his parents, not that he could remember much if anything before the Shepherds.

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