FALLING FOR THE MARRIED BILLIONAIRE.

ETHAN'S SURPRISE DEAL.

( ETHAN'S POV )

Ethan instantaneously went numb,

he froze where he stood as he gazed at his brother and company with dead eyes.

Ethan didn't want to believe what he saw was real, or that his present situation was happening. His legs were firmly planted on the floor, so much so, that he didn't feel any form of life from his legs.

His brother was actually there, inside his house and seated on his favorite chair. What's worse was that there were strangers in his house, armed men who now pointed guns at him.

Ethan's grip on his bag loosened, sending the bag to the floor. He felt light and heavy at the same time. His expression conveyed the highest level of shock and terror.

His brother's eyes were locked on his, his gaze was just as Ethan remembered. A hint of tender and dangerous. His cold smile was an icing to the cake, setting the mood that his sudden visit wasn't a friendly one.

The thought of running back the same way he came didn't even cross his mind because he knew it was hopeless. There was also the fact that he couldn't move.

Has his brother come to end him for a failed deal? was it also because he'd constantly ignored his calls and messages? Ethan could not tell, either way, he was terrified.

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" What are you doing standing over there? sit down. " Donald replied still fixed with a smile on his face.

Ethan tried bringing life to his legs, but it was a failed attempt, he remained where he was.

" Ethan, SIT DOWN. " Donald repeated, but this time with a dominating tone.

Ethan's eyes strayed to the men who still pointed ammunitions at him.

" Oh, " Donald released, " How foolish of me, take those guns out of his face, that's my brother, he's family. "

The men obeyed.

Donald turned to him, " Now, will you take a seat? "

Ethan was able to move, he strided slowly to a nearby seat opposite where Donald sat and did the needful.

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" I finally get to see you again, after two years, " Donald searched for Ethan's expression as he spoke, " would I be mistaken to say you were hiding from me? "

Ethan was the most uncomfortable he'd been in his life, he gulped down saliva and felt like tearing off his shirt, it was suddenly hot in there.

" Turn on the air conditioner, " Donald instructed the men as he noticed Ethan's predicament. The men obeyed.

" I'm sorry for showing up in your house unannounced, but since you didn't pick any of my calls, I figured I'll physically appear. "

Ethan tried as much as possible to avoid Donald's gaze, although Donald was heavily on his face.

" As we progress in this meeting, I'll suggest that you reciprocate. " Donald took a cigar from a little desk by the side and lit it, he placed the lit cigar in his mouth and proceeded to smoke it.

" Do not keep me silent. "

Ethan nodded as his eyes gained a new distraction. Donald surfaced a miniature, filled with alcohol and threw it at Ethan. Ethan caught it and didn't hesitate to open and drink from it.

" I won't ask why you deliberately ignored me, I have other important things to discuss. Firstly, how is Soraya doing? "

Ethan gave him a conspicuous look, " I'm the worst person to ask, I barely know how I'm doing. I thought you kept contact with her. " His voice was shaded.

" Let's skip that, how's our brother doing, and please, don't tell me you don't know. "

Ethan knew he was referring to Pierce, " He's... h__

" The company? "

" Sailing smoothly, " Ethan drank from the bottle, he didn't search for the name of the alcohol, but it gave him a sense of archaic in very exotic way and had a rough undertone.

Ethan thought of revealing the project cape to Donald, but the fact that he was yet to know fully what the project was all about made him hold back. Maybe he was tired of being his brother's spy.

" I hear Soraya is still fighting to get the company back. "

Ethan gave Donald a perverse glance, " yeah, I see you're well informed. "

Donald puffed out a gust of smoke,

" indeed. "

" How's your relationship with Pierce going? "

" Very well, " Ethan wished he could time travel to the future, where whatever was presently happening was long over.

" Has it been discovered, like I told you, anything that may link to Gregory Boseman? "

Ethan felt his heart sink. There was something about the way Donald casually refered to their father as if he was a complete alien.

Ethan also thought of making known the suspicious file he saw Pierce hold inside his office. Ethan was positive that whatever was in those files was important by the way Pierce tried to conceal it. Ethan had caught the name M.D from it, he knew if he revealed it to Donald, the origination of those initials would come to light.

But then again, Ethan kept that to himself. Keeping the slightest information from his brother was not advisable, but he did it anyway. Ethan wasn't simply moved to spill everything he knew, he wasn't sure why.

" Nothing yet, " Ethan made a sigh.

" What? "

" I don't know if there's a thing, you know... linking to... to dad. "

" Why do you think so? "

" Because I've searched, I've studied Pierce. If what you think exists, does infact exists, Pierce wouldn't be the way he is, believe me. " Ethan recited.

" I do understand you, but you didn't know your father like I did. " Donald sat up, " I had the liberty of being his shadow, that meant I saw firsthand everything he did. He was a very wise man, BELIEVE ME. "

Ethan believed him, he was telling the truth. Whenever his father was out of town for one of his 'business deals', Donald would always accompany him. After a long while, Donald stopped coming back.

" And although Pierce never saw his father, he inherited his nature. other than the fact that he physically resembles him, "

Ethan emptied his bottle, he slowly shook his head. Yes, Pierce resembles their father, but so did Donald.

" Pierce is not to be taken for granted, " Donald resumed, " I knew since I discovered that Gregory left his company for him, and not one of you. "

Ethan didn't feel the effect of Donald's words as hardly as he thought he would, perhaps if Soraya were present, she would have reacted to it.

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A call came in, one of the men handed over the phone to Donald, who appeared happy to see the caller.

" Excuse me, " Donald said to hi as he took the call, " Ramsey, I recall me saying that I would contact you instead. "

Donald placed the call on speaker and dropped the cell on the table. Ethan was yet to understand Donald's game, why was he revealing a possible d*******l to him? what Ethan desperately wanted was to be left aside and to remain oblivious of whatever has to do with that life. But it seemed like Donald had other plans.

" I've waited, you know how impatient I can be. " The caller's gassy voice was heard by everyone present in the room.

" What is it Ramsey? " Donald asked.

" Have you caught the bastard? "

Donald smiled and gave Ethan a look, as if preparing him for what he was about to hear.

" He has been long apprehended. "

" Where is he? " Ramsey sounded impatient as he claimed.

" Already taken care of, and I know you're a fan of the wild, so I added pictures in your package. "

" Ahhh, " Ramsey sounded pleased already, " When I'm I receiving my package. "

" Tomorrow, on or before 4pm. "

" and the pictures? "

" Rest assured, as I said earlier, it's all in your package. " Donald pinched.

" I cannot wait to see it. "

" Is that all? "

" Nothing more, I just hope to get my package at the designated time, I hate tardiness. "

" Have I ever failed you? " Donald asked.

" No, you haven't. "

" Splendid. then set your mind at rest. 4pm tomorrow, you'll get your package at the spot, good-bye for now. "

With that being said, Donald ended the call.

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( ETHAN'S POV )

Ethan understood the setting of things, it looked like an apparent d*******l, just as he expected. By the look of things, his brother would be in town until that deal was over. What he wanted was to get the present meeting to be over.

Ethan also suspected that there was more to Donald's visit, he didn't know what the core reason was. He refused to believe that Donald took the risk of entering U.S.A just to have a discussion with him.

The thought of the possibility of something serious, made Ethan cancel the idea. He wasn't prepared for whatever the outcome may be. He would much rather have his brother visit him for a flimsy reason, than something principal attached to it.

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" Have you and Pierce discussed about me? " Donald continued their conversation.

" Yeah, he asked if I've had any form of contact with you, but I said no. "

Donald resurfaced back his cold smile, " He's searching for me, splendid. "

" Does he know where I am? "

Ethan fidgeted for a second,

" He does. "

His reply upseted Donald, " How did he know? "

" I told him you were in Mexico. "

" Stupid mistake. "

" I'm sorry, I realized that I crossed a line. "

Donald twisted his neck and exhaled, " Get closer to him, tell him things but be wise. "

" Sure. "

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( ETHAN'S POV )

Ethan hoped his night of horror was coming to an end, it looked like it was. There was no possible area of discussion to touch. Finally, he could call it a night and dismiss to his bed. After having a round of drinks of course.

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" There is something I want you to do for me. " Donald reached.

Ethan felt an invisible needle prick the back of his neck, what more was he to do?

Donald brought a paper from his pocket and handed it over to Ethan. Ethan read the contents of the paper out loud and clouded by perplexity.

" Gangnam restaurant? sunset boulevard? "

" Yes, "

" What I'm I supposed to do with this? " Ethan got chills just by asking the question.

Donald motioned one of the men and he made known a medium sized brown box. Ethan felt his fear return to his body as he sighted the box. The man placed the box on Ethan's arms and went as far as opening it.

" The white bag contains 7 grams of cocaine__

Ethan subconsciously pushed backwards, he was in sheer shock.

" You are to be present at that location before 4pm to deliver it to mr Ramsey. He might send someone to retrieve it__

" I don't... I don't understand.... " Ethan stuttered.

" Let me explain it for you, you are delivering that box it it's owner. "

" Why? " Ethan had to ask.

" Because I said so. "

Ethan couldn't believe his ears, he had a sudden rush start from his chest and ended at the middle of his forehead, giving him a serious headache.

Donald got to his feet, " Don't be late, for both our sakes. " Donald and his men started to walk towards the door, Donald stroked Ethan's shoulders as he made his way out.

Soon, the door slammed shut and Ethan was finally left alone to deal with his thoughts.

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Did Donald just make him deliver drugs? Ethan didn't understand what was happening. Why would Donald get the drugs all the way to the states and have him deliver it instead of one of his men?

What was the game here? Ethan was lost for words. was Donald trying to initiate him into the business just as their father did him? either way, Ethan wanted no part of it, but he couldn't make it known to his brother. And now he was left with no choice than to once again, do as he was told.

his terrified eyes journey to the black satin sitting at a corner, inside the box. He assumed it was the pictures Donald spoke about.

Ethan picked up the satin and exposed the pictures, what he saw sent him falling to the ground, pushing the box and all that was in it far away from him.

It was a man, colored blue by the circumstances. He was in a den filled with black Mamba's, as one of them wrapped tightly his neck.