Motto: For every spy there is one that got away. But everything changes when it is family
We flew back to Chestnut. I brought Cristina to our bedroom. Then I bent her over on the bed and tied her arms behind her. Then I raped her as she begged me to stop. After I came I caught my breathe and pulled the cloth.
Then she said, "Thank you my husband."
I dropped on my back and she got up and took off her clothes. Then she started sucking on my dick. She went on until I had an orgasm. Then she started riding me. She went on until she had her orgasm.
After a while she put on a robe and said, "I should misbehave more often. And maybe tomorrow I will sell the car."
"You do that and I will slap you on your ass," I told her and she giggled her ass.
Then she went to the bathroom. I laughed and then time went really fast. A week later I launched the New Anderson Enterprise Inc. Global HQ. Then that night I flew to Kingston for the launch of Anderson Communications Group and elected Jasmine as the CEO. She went on to marry Tom Matalon two months later in the South of France, aboard my Yacht.
Then she expanded the company there. When she came back from Europe three months later she was pregnant. Tom and Jasmine moved to our old house. Of course Diana Richard-Matalon, Tom's dead beat gangster winnable step-mother, started a war with us.
I had to kill her. According to Marcus someone must die before an Anderson is born. After it was done Cristina gave birth to Matthew Andrew Anderson. In addition I rebranded Anderson Enterprise to Anderson Corporation.
And four months later Jasmine gave birth to my grandson, Prince Dale Matalon. And then the years just flew by.
-----------------------------------------Five years later---------------------------------------------------------------
While Prince and Matthew played on the Chestnut beach and I made out with Cristina. My phone vibrated.
She mourned and I said, "I have to answer it."
"Take a message. You are with your wife," she replied as I checked the number.
I realized it was Marco, my little brother, calling.
As I answered he said, "Happy birthday big brother!"
I chuckled and he walked out to my mother. She was in Marcus's lap out on the balcony. She took it and smiled. Then she looked at the New Orleans skyline.
As she leaned on the railings she said, "Happy birthday my son. I trust you are enjoying your birthday with your wife."
"Yea! We are home. And my two annoying children. Seen that Jasmine and Tom went to Paris. So I had no option but to take them," I replied as Matthew and Prince came to me.
Prince grabbed the phone and yelled, "Hey grandma! Yea!"
They went with my phone and as I looked at them Cristina laughed.
Jasmine then said, "I see the next generation is badding you up also."
I chuckled and hugged her. Tom then gave me a fist bump.
Then I asked, "What are you guys doing here?"
"Come on dad! We have planes. And today is your birthday so we are celebrating you," she replied to us.
I then said, "I wonder what she got me."
With that they proceed to throw me a birthday/launch party at my birthday present, Club Nick. Located in Montego Bay. We partied and rocked the town. Then we chilled at Anderson Resort & Spa. Then two days later we went home to Chestnut.
As we came through the door Cristina said, "I have to go to the bathroom."
"Sure! And I a meeting with Marcus," I told her as I kissed her.
She kissed me and then I went out to my Mark-X then Garth drove me to my Negril warehouse. Garth and Evan got out then I did. Simmons brought in a case of Anderson rum. I got a bottle of it and went in.
Philip and his boys then arrived in their Range Rovers. Marcus was there with his bodyguards.
As I walked in he said, "My son! Happy belated birthday."
"Thank you," I replied as I sat down.
He then said, "Thank you for considering my partnership."
"Well it is hard to say no when you are married to my mom. And she keeps calling me every second," I told him and he laughed.
He then said, "Nicholas I am an influential European businessman. I also run Louisiana and Arizona. Marcus Anderson Corporation is a fortune 500 company and a leader. We are net worth at US$ 500 Billion. And I own 75% of it.
And I control the board so they look away."
I pushed the bottle of rum to him and said, "This is a kilo of cocaine. It has 99% purity."
He poured out some and dropped a solution in it. The liquid then turned blue and his bodyguard whistled.
Marcus then asked, "How do you get this past customs?"
I exhaled and said, "When you add Glucose to it. It becomes a liquid hybrid concoction. It increases the alcohol level and a simple sip can drink you for a day. But the cocaine is undetected to any test, well the ones the BSJ runs.
Look I spent three years developing this method and ironed out the kinks. So if someone accidentally drinks my concoction nothing will happened to them but a long hangover. Plus my cocaine will come back pure."
"Wow! Where did you get the idea," asked Emanuel Duncan, Marcus's bodyguard.
I exhaled and said, "My first wife was the head of my lab. She invented it and we ironed out the kinks together."
Marcus nodded and asked, "Outside of Cocaine, Heroin and Marijuana what else do you do?"
I snapped my finger and Kerr brought in a briefcase. He pulled it and I took out a pound zip lock bag, with blue pills that look like candy.
As I gave it to Marcus he asked, "You sell candy?"
Garth and Philip laughed.
I looked at him and said, "Those aren't candy. I call it Rock. It gives people the high as Marijuana but without the additions or Rehab needs. It is one of 7 new drugs I developed. This stays in the system for 24 hours before disappearing.
And you are bag to normal. It is a hit in Miami and Trinidad. I make $44 Million a day."
"I have heard of this but I couldn't get my hands on it. Sello is a loyal man he turned down my business. But now I want it and the other 6 drugs you developed. I will be your distributor in Europe, UK, Louisiana and Arizona.
I will pay you US$500 million a month for 100 Kilos of all your drugs a week," replied Marcus to me.
I chuckled and said, "I deal with nothing less than metric tons. And 3 of my other drugs are pills, one is liquid and the other three are sweets like candies. The demand for them makes me move nothing less than 5000 kilos per week.
So I am not dropped to less than that for you."
"Fine. One Ton of Kilo per week. And 500 Kilos of your six drugs and 500 litres of your liquid drugs. And I will be your sole distributor in Europe, UK, Louisiana and Arizona." replied Marcus to me.
I then said, "OK. I can live with that. My closest rival is in Egypt but he is diving more into the weapons business. So you have nothing to worry about. And my contacts in the US will not go against me and I can easily get them away."
Emanuel then said, "Your guns are legendary. I think you should supply us."
"OK. We have concluded our business Marcus. You have 1000 bottles of rum loaded on a ship heading to London. It is in the Atlantic and should be in London in the next four days. Now you need to get the legal documents signed," I replied as Carmen gave me a portfolio.
He then added his signature and Carmen checked it.
Then she said, "Its legal sir."
"So our partnership begins now. I have set up the Brownstone Holdings & Investment Group. It has been buying up: Warehouses, Apartment complex, bars, Clubs, Restaurants, Motels, Trucks, buses and Industrial properties. On the outside it is legit but inside it is a front.
It will all easy move our product. It will also move your entire product easily and avoid. You will have a wide customer base. So the legit lie will almost be the truth," I told him and he nodded.
He then said, "OK so I have a new company. That's good. We are going to make a lot of money together son."
I nodded and said, "Now our payment plan. I don't take cheques. I take wire transfers or cash. You won't be dealing with me you will get a banker. She, her team and business will launder the money.
Now you will have up to 3 hours to make payment, after you get your product. One minute later I send death collectors. And they will find you were ever. I don't mix business with pleasure or family.
So you get no favors. A once the containers reached the drop location it is up to you if you want to pick it up. But as long as I deliver I expect payment. Failure and you die..."
As Marcus smiled Emanuel said, "You threatening the boss? Who the hell do you think you are?"
I then smiled and shot him in the head. And my security and Marcus's raised their guns.
Marcus then said, "Lower your guns. Emanuel was a bastard and now he is gone."
Garth looked at me and I nodded and he lowered his gun.
Marcus then asked, "What is the payment plan?"
"$125 Million a week. No less any more. And it is none negotiable," I quickly told him.
He nodded and said, "I can live with that. So I guessed I am due for a payment in a week."
With that I hugged Marcus and his men took the rum and briefcase. One of my guys grabbed Emanuel's body and dragged it out. Marcus then went with his team.
As I got outside Philip said, "World boss, I taught we weren't going to do business with him."
"Well in exchange for supplying him we get all of his Jamaican territories and fronts. In addition he stays out of the Caribbean. So I am the King of West now.
And I want you in Colombia to run Anderson Enterprise Caribbean Limited. I am making you the boss and my representative true. But a one don!"
He laughed and said, "One general! Forever boss."
I nodded and he went to go home. To go pack for his trip to Colombia. We went home. Cristina and Jasmine cooked. I brought the desert and Tom brought Champagne.
As I sat down and Cristina asked, "how did it go?'
"We have European representation now. So we have to up our production now. But we run Jamaica and the Caribbean so nothing can stop us. So the Anderson's are going to the top," I told her before she kissed me.
As I kissed her Francine said, "Get a room you too."
I quickly stopped and Matthew yelled, "Grandma!"
She then picked him up as he ran to her. Prince then came to me and I hugged him. Then we went to dinner. Marcus then came in and I shocked my head at him.
As we ate I rose and said, "This is beautiful. We are here as a family and for once we are at peace."
Everyone laughed and I said, "I love this. And I want this to be a reality. We are the Andersons and Matalon. So no matter where we are we need to represent. So mom I wish you the best in New Orleans with Marcus.
And to my daughter, I love you. But I am kicking you out."
Jasmine quickly asked, "What?"
As everyone laughed at her expression Cristina then said, "Guys he is playing. We taught you need your own space. So we signed over our Kingston property to you. So it is yours."
Jasmine took a deep breathe.
Then I said, "We are together. We are the Royals of the Jamaican underground. And we will build this country to what we want it. So raise your cups and celebrate."
They rose there cups and we said, "Salute!"
We then drank and enjoyed life as we waited what was to come.
Meanwhile in New York a blonde woman stood in her red cocktail dress and red heels looking out at Manhattan. Behind her 10 men stayed dead in their chairs from head shots.
As she looked two Armed SWAT team members came out with guns in their hand. One of them went to her as she sat down at the head of the table. He gave her a tablet and played a video.
It was CCTV footage of the men bring Earl to the minivan.
As she looked the guy said, "We tracked it back to a reserved Airport. There a private plane flew him away, travel plans classified."
She smiled and said, "I am impressed! My Brother trusted the CIA holding our father. Find out where he is and let me know everything on my brother."
The guy then said, "We can't go to war with the CIA. They will…"
Dosh! The guy stopped talking as the woman shot him in the head.
The other guys came in and she said, "As the Chairman and CEO of Taka Electronics Corporation I dictate where we go. And that is after Anderson Corporation. Any objects."
Everyone looked around and after the moment of silence she clicked my bio and pictures of me popped up.
She then said, "Nicholas I am coming for you"