Chapter 158: Returning To Long Island!

Chapter 158: Returning To Long Island!

Another two weeks have slipped away after that strange dream took place.

My wives are anticipating the nearing births, and the other lovers are taking this time to have me go on dates with them every night, rotating between the two of them.

Drama Club is going well, and we will have a play at the end of March at the University theater for a weekend, for a total of three shows.

Logan, during our week in Drama, had informed me of this Lan character to watch out for. He and she had a brief love connection, till they found out about their Temples affiliations, and now she has been mortal enemies with Logan. He had thought he killed her last year. His heart must have held back, because she still lives.

Hana has joined Nadia, Mary, and Nichole in the no intercourse group, due to the discomfort of pregnancy. Most women stop having sex around the final month, and about a month after giving birth. So I have found my weekends from Saturday till Tuesday have been more of a cuddle session.

Within the Fire Birds, the changeover has been taking place, preparing for the April hand-off. Daniel was surprised when I told him to not change the 70's decor of his office and the building. He was happy I would carry on the trend he maintained. Plus I bought Jenifer a retro secretary outfit to match my office, yeah baby!

Finally the day to leave had come...

Star City Small Airfield...

Mercy opened the limo door near my personal jet, letting out the four of us traveling with our Fire Birds Executives.

Myself, Kim, Mei, and Hinata all got out and we saw Paul Yamaha, his personal secretary, and his female Master level bodyguard. Paul, seeing me, bowed his head to show respect.

"Mr. Tang, it is good to see you again," Paul said, his posture perfectly rigid. "We did not want to board the plane until you got on first, sir."

I can understand his hesitation, as he is not sure if he should sit in the luxury seats or the main couch, so he wanted to see where I sat. I gave him a reassuring nod.

"Well let us get on board then we can talk," I told him, gesturing toward the stairs.

I saw off Mercy as well, watching her step back toward the car, and then entered the plane.

The two pilots and the attendant greeted me again, bowing slightly as we stepped into the cabin, while some Fire Birds staff loaded our bags into the cargo hold.

My group sat on the two facing couches, while Paul's group and the attendant sat in the chairs. They do have seatbelts in the couch cushions for lift-off, landing, and bad weather.

Mei and Hinata sat on the right side, smoothing their skirts, while Kim and I were on the left side.

Our flight time should be around four hours, so it is not so long. Kim, wearing a knee-length dress in white, leaned against my shoulder.

"I feel like I am 18 again and am nervous about taking you to meet my mom and dad," Kim asked me, her fingers lightly tapping my knee. "Are you nervous, Rick?"

I shook my head no, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to calm her down.

"Not really, because you will marry me whether they like me or not," I explained, looking into her eyes. "So I will just be myself and be honest. I do not mind meeting the family you love, because they will be my family as well."

Mei, sitting across from us in her long maid dress, just smiles at our interaction, her eyes twinkling as she thinks the American woman is funny in a cute way.

I had seen Hinata's red eyes briefly open to observe us, but when she noticed me looking at her, she went back to meditation, holding my Katana across her chest. She is wearing her crimson kimono while she is on duty, but at home, she prefers blue or white with flowers on them.

Hinata Kyusho, after our night at the pool, has not once questioned me about anything regarding training, diet, and work since then. She rarely speaks, but she does small things like bring me hand-brewed green tea when she makes it for herself. I have also noticed, except for training, she always wears her gold bracelet.

Soon, the plane lifted off, the engines roaring to life as our flight flew southward...

While in flight, Paul turned his attention to Kim.

"Miss Smith, it is a pleasure to meet the future wife of my Leader," Paul said, adjusting his glasses. "If you need anything or have questions, please allow us to help. I am also glad to do business with your parents."

Kim became aware of the fact I am a Syndicate Leader when she started talking to gangster-like people, and she nodded with a small, hesitant voice. "Ah, no need to fuss over little ol me, ha-ha," Kim said, her cheeks turning slightly pink. "Rick here has me taken care of, but thanks."

Soon the attendant hands everyone refreshments, setting down a tray of cold drinks while we all do our own personal chatting.

Kim, holding my left arm, looks at me with her green eyes and grins, her smile widening by the second. I looked down at her expression.

"Are you thinking about something?" I asked.

"Yup!" Kim popped the sound, her eyes sparkling. "I find it funny how my mom will react when she sees you, ha-ha."

"I thought they saw me on my fight video?" I countered, raising an eyebrow.

She smiles with playfulness, leaning in closer to whisper. "Yes they did, but they still do not know I am almost 9 years older than you, giggle."

I had a thoughtful look on my face, shifting my weight, but Mei spoke up before I could.

"Master loves older women, fufu," Mei said, covering her mouth with her sleeve. "Don't let him meet your mother."

I let out a soft groan, looking across the aisle.

"I think I need to leave you on Long Island, Mei, sigh..."

Hinata, in a rare moment of gossip, tilted her head slightly.

"Sensei, why is that?" Hinata asked, her gaze fixed on me. "I mean your preferences for older women?"

My face looked complicated, the memories of my previous life flashing through my head, but I kinda tell the truth.

"In my preteens, I had just started to discover the beauty of women," I said, rubbing the back of my neck. "And I had interactions with all older women back then, so it is probably the reason. I had a crush on a woman 13 years older than me back then, so yeah..."

"Really Sensei?" Hinata pressed, her interest clearly piqued. "So did you two do anything, and perhaps that is why your impression is so deep?"

"No, she was never like that to me," I clarified, shaking my head. "She just liked my company and I liked her company, it was very innocent."

Hinata had her curiosity sated, nodding once before closing her eyes, holding my sword tightly for me. She said it was her duty to hold her Lord's blade for him. Though, when I use it, it always smells of her body.

Kim, feeling a bit tired from the travel, covered herself with a blanket and laid in my lap while I drank my beverage, watching the clouds pass outside.

After we landed, our group exited the jet, the crisp coastal air hitting us immediately. The airfield is further on the eastern side of the island, so we need to be driven with a Fire Birds limo.

We won't be staying at the Ben's hotel this go-around, opting instead for the Hilton International.

This is actually an American-owned company despite it being spread out worldwide. Oddly enough, the woman that owns the chain is named, you guessed it, Paris Hilton. Too bad she does not know she made a sex tape in my past life. Her and her boyfriend really stunk in the sheets as a spoiler.

Well, she could perform a good blowjob I think though?

The other reason we are staying here is due to Kim's parents coming here as well.

Once in the room, Kim called her mother to give her our location. In the meantime, Mei and I began checking the light fixtures and outlets, searching for bugs. Then, while Kim was still on the phone, she turned to me like a little wife.

"Rick dear, where and when should we meet up?" Kim asked, covering the receiver with her hand.

I thought about the timing, checking my watch. "Let them settle in, and tell them to meet out front at the Phoenix Casino at 4 pm," I told her. "We can have dinner there and play some games. There are a lot of North Americans there and we won't stand out."

Kim nodded, uncovering the phone to pass along the details.

Paul will meet the parents in the morning for business before we leave, but for now, my group of four are waiting. Mei straightens my crimson tie for me, pulling it snug against my collar, and makes sure the red handkerchief is in the jacket pocket right. This was made by both Linda and Jenifer, transforming the scarf into usable accessories.

Mei, looking at the final setup with a grin, stepped back to admire her work.

"Master, you truly have transformed," Mei said, her eyes shining with pride. "You have a charisma about you, like you have accepted your role in life. Or is it because your children will be born this week? Fufu."

"Honestly girls, I hope I don't fail at being a father," I admitted, looking down at my hands. "Making children is easy and fun, but being a good father frightens the pants off of me!"

Mei smiled warmly, stepping back into my space to give my arm a gentle squeeze.

"Remember Master, before you graduate, I want to give you a son," Mei reminded me. "I will name him Bruce Lee."

All three women froze when they saw my shocked face. Yeah, I had not realized that Mei and I could possibly make a Chinese child named that. Bruce Lee the actor and martial artist does not exist in this world. Even Mei was unprepared to see my surprised face about the name of our child.

"Master, is that name no good?"

Seeing Mei looking nervous, her fingers twisting the fabric of her dress, I only grinned and told her.

"That name is so perfect, it took my breath away, Mei," I replied, my smile widening as I looked at her. "I can't wait to see our child, even if it is a girl."

Soon, we hear a voice from across the terminal, calling out like Kim's older sister is calling. So I turned to see who was approaching.

A slightly older-looking Kim in a suede leather riding suit and a women's Stetson hat walked toward us. The only difference is her eyes are blue instead of green.

Her father is not much taller than the two women, walking with a confident stride, and he is wearing a vest over a button-down flannel shirt. His blue jeans are held up with a leather belt with a big belt buckle that says, Smith and Wesson. He has a revolver on his right hip and looks like a Master Level gunfighter by my observation. He looks like a wild-west gunfighter, complete with his blonde handlebar mustache.

"Kimmy, come and hug mother, ha-ha!" the woman called out.

Without caring what bystanders thought of the scene, she just grabbed Kim and hugged her with a stupid smile. Even the clown Kim was embarrassed by the public display. Her dad, seeing me, put his hand out for a shake.

"You must be Rick Tang, good to meet-cha!" he said, his grip firm. "I am Rick Smith and she is Carol Wesson. I bet based on your face, Kim never told you I am a Rick, hohoho?"

I smiled, offering a respectful nod, because I did not background her parents before this trip. So I am surprised a bit by the coincidence.

"Well, Rick is a common name," I answered, keeping my tone polite. "But I guess it is less common if Kim's father and husband would both be Ricks. My father had also been named Rick actually, ha-ha."

Her mother finally let her go, turning to me as her eyes opened a bit wide.

"Oh gosh! Mr. Tang, how old are you?!" Carol asked, leaning forward. "You look younger than I thought?"

"In June, I turn 19," I stated simply.

Both parents, not good at judging the age of half-Asian people, stood surprised by the number. Kim immediately took my arm, leaning against me.

"My Rick likes older women," Kim announced proudly.

I look down at the smug expression on her face, letting out a soft sigh.

"And yet, your comment did not make the awkward scene any better," I muttered, before turning back to the adults. "Mr. and Mrs. Smith, let's go in. I have a private room waiting for us."

The two parents then recovered their composure, nodding in agreement while following us into the venue.

The leader and manager of the Phoenix Casino, who I remembered from my last visit, is a late-30s woman. Her assistant in her mid-20s and a 40s man in charge of all of the security are waiting for my group by the entrance.

"Greetings Vice-Leader Tang," the manager said, bowing slightly. "As a reminder, I am Sasha, this is Carol, and that is Chris. It is wonderful to have you and your group here with us."

"Hello again, Sasha," I said, acknowledging her crew. "We are ready for our private room overlooking the casino floor."

The head of the casino, looking elegant in her dress, gestured toward the private elevators. "Please, guests of Mr. Tang, follow me," Sasha said.

The older woman leads us up to a VIP room that has a wide one-way glass overlooking the game hall below. A table for four has been set up in the center, while another smaller table was set to the side for Mei and Hinata to eat as well.

A server took our drink and food orders, slipping out quietly, and then the serious talks began.

Her father started with a serious expression, leaning over the table.

"We know you two will get married no matter what, little Kimmy already told us," Rick Smith said. "So, what are your intentions with the Smith family? Are you wanting part of the company because she is the eldest of the three children?"

I smile, because my acting ability is telling me he is trying to look firm here to test me. I look him straight in the eye.

"Kim is my only goal," I told him, my voice steady. "I am well off and am part of the Tang Clan. I have already started my own businesses and all of my wives are successful in their own rights, or will be. I can even sign off saying I will look for nothing in the future, if that will satisfy you."

Her mother shook her head, placing a hand on her husband's arm to soften his stance.

"We are fully aware of your independence and position in Eurasia," Carol explained. "We are actually thrilled you are a business major and are ambitious. My two sons are selling..."

"What my wife is saying is, our two sons are planning to take apart the family business after controlling it," her father interrupted, his eyes darkening. "They don't know we know, but we cannot have that. I am actually wondering if you can consider manning the ship for a while in the future, till our grandchild is old enough?"

My Acting Advanced kicks into high gear, processing the sudden shift as I think how this marriage talk went a bit off the rails. I ask in confusion. "Kim and I live in Eurasia, and your company is an American product?" I pointed out, leaning back. "I also thought you intended for your son to run things?"

The older man then relaxed his stiff shoulders, let out a breath, and explained their strategy.

"Kim is a dual citizen and when you marry her in Boston, you can also become a dual citizen of North America through marriage," he revealed. "We want to move the main headquarters of Smith and Wesson to Eurasia, in particular, Star City. We want you, a business student with connections, to take over in the next few years and run it till our grandchild can own it. As for my sons, no, they would end my family business."

I now understand why they wanted Alex in the original arrangement.

"So you pushed for Alex, because you wanted a business major from Eurasia to marry Kim?!" I deduced aloud. "I get it now."

Her mother smiled, nodding happily as she heard my deduction.

"Honestly, we were over the moon when Kimmy told us about you, and your Harem-Chat company," Carol admitted. "We could tell our fortunes would turn for the better. And the best part, Kimmy wants you. So please accept the helm going forward. Kim cannot do it for lack of skill. We want our grandchild to helm it going forward. We also think the taxes in Eurasia would help our company immensely. In the States, it is getting very high."

I look to Kim for her opinion on this revelation, watching her face as she is thinking it over. I shrug, letting her take the lead.

"Kim will decide on this and I will follow her wish," I stated.

Kim looks at me, the weight of the responsibility visible in her green eyes, then looks back at her parents. Her heart is conflicted and she closes her eyes to think. The thought of her child inheriting the legacy settled the matter, and she smiled as she opened her eyes.

"I will keep my Smith name for our child," Kim decided, grabbing my hand. "And we can give our baby something nice to win. I will try and help you run things, Rick!"

I know she did not want to run a corporation, but I can tell she wants it for our baby. I turn back to my soon-to-be mother and father.

"You heard my Kim, she said yes," I told them. "So when will we hold the wedding? Kim said at the end of our summer break before the new school year?"

Her parents seemed more nervous than us, realizing they were putting all their chips on me, but the relief on their faces was obvious. Her father raised his glass.

"Boston is lovely at that time of year, and we will renovate the home for the wedding," Rick Smith said. "Welcome to our family, Rick!"

After that, we had talks about what kind of party and guests to invite to the ceremony. I also need to bring my paperwork for dual citizenship when I come to the States, to get the ball rolling on moving the main operations of the weapons company.

Who knew marrying Kim would bring me into the world of arms dealing. My empire is forming.

Looking at the smiling Kim beside me, I lean over to kiss her cheek.

"I really want to meet our lucky child," I murmured.

Hearing that, she turned completely red, hiding her face in her hands while we all laughed at her shy nature.