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Have you seen a city of crime headed by crime, Moon City is a city that will thrill you with Grandeur popularly known as Grandfather.
Year 2040 to 2044
Chapter 1- page 1
the waves at the sea roar with tempestous sounds, at the shore there is illuminated wooden apartment well painted and properly build in modern style. Light rays escape through the opened window.
Steve eyes where very much awake at 00:00Gmt, his wife right hand rested on his bare chest not hidden by the duvet. Much worry keeps him awake, he bend and drop a kiss on his wife’s forehead, he has left his glory to stick with his beloved wife Adrien.
Three years back . . .
“Upon all the women!”
“Must it be from Vanila?”
Grandeur bark smashing the glass in his hand on the marble floor, this left Steve confused he has never seen his grandfather angry hitherto.
“Papa, am in love with her”
He retorted, the old man face is of great horror and his face complexion mixed with red due to range. His teeth quiver and his bloodshot eyes with disdain for the topic.
“No you ain’t, I’ll kill her”
Steve knows the man mean every of his words, he walk to the view and suck from the German cigarette puffing smoke into the air. He takes Italian cigarette whenever he is happy, Milk country is both controlled and formed by Italians and Germans, with other races after the 4th world war. Vanila and Moon Cities are the major Cities that flex the supremacy of Milk Country, Vanila placed at Northern and Moon City at Southern.
Steve compose himself in confusion, he didn’t like the way his love affairs has to be politicalize by his grandfather.
“grandfather, am ready to..”
He breath in, the decision he is about to take shouldn’t be done in a haste, the old man shoulder shrugged. He pose in displeasure and admiration for the city, his Italian suit 6ft height a bit fat and gray hairs that his oval face with pointed nose.
“Stop being your son”
“To keep her alive”
Steve turned to walk away in anger.
“Sign those papers then”
Stuck in his tracks he inhaled sharply concerning the esq added to his name, maybe old age is now nemesis to the old man. He didn’t read the papers before signing ’cause of the boiling strive in him. Grandeur didn’t turn back but smile creep to his lips as he laugh amusingly like demented old man.
He didn’t understand why his father makes reference to his wife as Vanila, many times they try to leave Moon City but were denied tickets by those in charge.
“Mr. Steve Grandeur”
“Your ticket can’t be approved”
“You may excuse me”
He has try talking with his grandfather concerning the document terms of the many don’ts that has kept him hostage in his father’s coconut farm at the Grandeur island, no hospital allowed him practice or his wife to work ’cause of the fear of Grandeur Sabastin, he close his eyes and imagine how to break another sad news to his wife.
The quick foot thuds and incessant jerking of heads and swinging of hands, bald head and fat short Barack walk briskly to grandeur massion entrance.
“welcome Mr. Barack”
The maid at the giant double door entrance bow in courtesy of the authoritative figure before her, the best ceremony decorator in Moon City. Barack would like a night stand with the maid but his lust hide behind his ego and money will not seem to entice the young beautiful lady. He mutter response and entered to see Grandeur playing his piano masterfully and hmming along.
“please to see you”
Grandeur smack his bald head that made Barack groan in disgust, he seems to be sending Sparrow to do much of his decoration as payback. And grandfather dislikes the boy.
he bow to him in respect, the old man love making fun of him by removing his two legs from the marble floor in the name of embrace as the servants muffle their laughter and giggles.
“So far is a success”
Barack lead the way out to show the exterior decoration done to welcome his grandson home.
“This seems to be Sparrow’s”
The old man took notice of the clumsy young man’s job, Barack smile at look of horror on the old man’s face.
Sparrow shouted on top of his voice as the ladder lost it balance threatening to fall, Grandeur laugh at the young man.
“Boss, he agreed to the deal”
Sabadon, declared to the figure siting in the darkness smoking away.
“Good work Sabadon”
A baritone voice replied from the shadow followed with two gunshots as Sabadon who works as a messenger for the tax of bribing the landlord to butt Steve and his wife from their apartment.