Chapter VI

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CHAPTER VI

He entered the mansion clean, it was late, but still, everyone was waiting for him to start dinner, and for once, he walked to the huge table that was full with his cousins, what remains of his aunts and uncles and his grandma that almost danced happily at his sight.

He took his seat and the maid run to serve him, once his meals was in front of him, he looked up at the faces that could look at him.

-"You may start you dinner, Bismillah" he said and heard some muttered bismillah as they start eating, but he couldn't touch his food.

-"Khaled?" His grandma murmured beside him.

He lifted his face and looked at her flashing a gentle smile.

-"Yeah Grandmother?" He said.

-"Is everything okay?" She said gently.

-"Yeah, don't worry" he said and took a spoonful of Soup into his mouth, put the spoon down and went for his cup of water and did as he was drinking but he was looking around the table at all those faces.

He got an only uncle that survived because he killed his rival, the others were his aunts, two of them, their two husbands, three wives of three deceased uncles, three cousins from his deceased uncles, and seven from his aunties while two from his uncle, With a total of twelve cousins.

He remembered Sara, and looked towards the stairs.

She is a special cousin from his mother's side.

He looked at his unfinished meal and wiped his mouth and said an audible Hamdoulillah that got others attention and stood up.

-"Enjoy your dinner, I am tired so I'm going to rest" he said and went to his suitcase and stepped upstairs.

Walking by her room, he didn't hear anything, so he headed to his room, took off his clothes and went to the bathroom for a good relaxing shower and walked back to his bed with a towel wrapped around his hips, his hair still dripping wet.

He walked to the open balcony window glass and closed it with a sigh.

-"You want to die?" He said annoyedly and took another towel to start drying his hair.

He heard the chuckle coming from the chair by his desk and he threw the towel at the person sitting there that grabbed it and sniffed it playfully like a high school girl with a crush.

-"I could use your smell instead of drugs, it drives me insane" the person said and stood up to walk into the light that was provided by the bathroom's door.

-"Ezra, how many times have I told you not to sneak to the mansion, not even into my room?" The boss said looking at the young man that was the same age as him and who is none other than one of his faithful followers or should we say partner in crime that never left his side.

He was tucked in casual clothes, not his usual classy Italian suits, instead, with his six feet two height, he made the leather jacket and black jeans looks better, his well built body and mid long black hair were giving him a reckless handsome style.

-"Darling! You never asked for me since the last time when you asked us to deliver the body! I even designed the card I sent with!" He said in a cut voice that made his boss sighed annoyedly.

-"I send you a good recompense" the boss said as he crossed his arms over his chest in a way that made his muscles flex and his biceps expand to show how huge they were.

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