Chapter 31

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Haze Pov.

I entered my house to find my mom sitting on the couch with her legs resting on the couch, reading a book. I went near her and sat on the floor and started massaging her legs. She smiled and placed the book on the couch, She stroked my cheek, frowning at the faint bruise.

"I wish you could stop doing all this" she said softly.

"Mama" I sighed. "This is nothing"

"Yes, if I didn't see this bruise then it's nothing" she countered.

"Mama, you are giving way too much credit to the person who gave me this"

"Who gave it to you?" She asked.

"Miley" I said with a sigh.

"That's a new name" she said with raised eyebrows.

"She is a new recruit" I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"Well, if she managed to give you a faint bruise that Nicole wasn't able to give you in all the time you have worked with her, then I guess this Miley deserves a huge credit" she said grinning.

I rolled my eyes and stood up. "I will beat her up next time" I promised.

"Haze Andrew, I didn't raise you like that" my mom snapped. "You aren't supposed to hit a girl"

"And it's alright that she can hit me?" I asked raising an inquisitive eyebrow.

"No matter what, you can't hit a girl" my mom said glaring at me.

Can't argue with mom.

I rolled my eyes and kissed her forehead and walked back to my room.

I opened the doors of my patio and took a quick shower. I wrapped the towel around my waist and entered my walk in closet to take out a shirt, but paused when I saw Eden, my elder brother, walk in. I glanced at him as he sat on my bed.

"Hello, brother " I said with a sigh as I took out a shirt.

"It's been a long time, brother "he said in a clipped tone.

I nodded my head as I wore my shirt, I turned around to look at him. It had been months since I had seen my brother let alone speak. Having a diverse job selection among my siblings, it was hard to get all of us to be a proper family.

"Do you always need this? " he asked, dangling a pocket knife.

"I take a gun, knives are not my style" I replied eyeing thr knife. I tilted my head to the side and raised an eyebrow. "Why such sudden interest?"

Unlike me, my brother is an artist. He took over my mom's art gallery is running it now. My dad finds no offence in a guy taking care of old paintings, just doesn't like sons who actually wants to be successful. I frown formed on my face.

"Dad wants to talk to you, he is calling you" Eden said standing up. "He is very angry"

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"WHAT THEY HELL DID YOU DO? " my father yelled.

" I don't know what you are talking about " I said, calmly.

" the Crusaders called the head of my defence faculty and questioned my exports. So I won't ask again. What did you do? " he gritted.

" if the Crusaders calls your head of defence how is it my fault? " I asked.

"Well I didn't do anything wrong did I? You are the one doing all the stupid stuff in the name of a gang " he said.

I clenched my jaw and glared at him. "Well, father. As my gang does stupid stuff, I didn't do anything that is Crusader worthy " I said.

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