Chapter 5
Alex pov cont.: -
I took the last left turn, proceeding ahead to the familiar road which leads to my parent's house at the end of this ally.
The same pine trees and the street lights highlight my way to their prestigious mansion located in downtown London. This area is one of the wealthiest areas in London. All the rich CEOs and High-Class actors and artists live nearby.
Driving my car in the forepart of the white, blue-painted house I once used to call my home.Turning the engine off, I once again contemplated the thought of leaving without showing my face. I don't feel like going into that house.
Realizing that there is no point in whining inside a car. I picked up my coat jacket and open the car door.
I made my way to the front porch knocking on the door, waiting patiently for my parent’s butler ‘Arthur’ to open the door.
"Good evening Master Alex. it’s been a long time since you have been around. Let me take your coat please make your way to the drawing-room. Your parents are waiting for you with a beautiful lady to accompany the family for dinner tonight’ Arthur informed me, giving me a wink.
I look at him, exhausted letting out a grumpy sigh. "Seiously"
'My mom never gives up, does she? ‘I spoke. Arthur nods his head in no, agreeing with my speech. This is like a new habit she acquired from god knows where. She is hell-bent to get me married as soon as possible. but if she is my mother, then I am her Son as well.
I was enticed to leave the house at the very same moment (I did warn my dad about this anyway). I exactly was about to turn my body to make my first step to the exit, but the sound of my mother froze me in my steps.
"And where do you think you’re going, young man?’ She asked while coming into the room. “If I remember correctly, we're here to have dinner together.' She completed. Her footsteps stopped. making me cuss under my breath.
I know she is giving me her cold eyes. And darn It for not walking out fast. I don’t want to involve myself in another problem.
So slowly.
I turn my head around catching her cold demeanor just ten steps away from me (ever heard of think of the devil and they shall appear). That saying fits my mom very much.
It’s not like she's a bitch of a mother.
No.
She is a good mom or that’s what she assumed herself to be. in media eyes she is the famous mother of Alexander William who has her son in her palm. but only because I want it to be that way. If words of me being a player got out it will impact many of my client businesses.
My clean image is one of the reasons many investors trusted me in business.
In reality, she used to be my mother, when I was like eight years old and she uses to make me my favorite cake and cookies. We use to be close back then and after that my dad got successful and money rushed to my mom's head, making her a fame whore.
"Mom, I’m glad to see you again how have you been?’ I spoke in hopes that she will let me escape go or moreover forget about it.
"I’m good son’ she said, giving me a smile which changes her face from a cold-hearted woman of beauty she was.
She walked towards me, giving me a small hug and I embraced her back.
Parting away, I looked behind her, finding a young girl just around twenty-two, standing at the doorway of our drawing hall.
I looked at my mom giving her a questioning look.
She smirks to herself, pulling me with her to become close to the girl and pushing me a little too close to her. I rolled my eyes at her matchmaker's brain (is she that desperate to see me married). I mean I’m just 28 not 82 for god sake...
'Son meets April Simpson she is the daughter of Mr. Simpson the owner of golden price Music Company isn’t she just beautiful’ my mom said, gushing over the girl and giving her a smile of approval.
I nodded my head in acceptance, not feeling the need to speak out my opinion. The girl was pretty beautiful, more like the type I use for my one-night stand. but I was extremely tired.
I winked at her and she blushed much to my liking to a color of tomatoes. (So, my charm is not melting at all) I thought so.
'Mom, I need to get changed first before the dinner I told my mom’. She looked me up and down, scrunching up her nose in disapproval of my state.
‘Ok, go upstairs and freshen up then come down in thirty minutes. We are setting out late for the dinner ‘she said making her way back to the drawing-room leaving April and me alone.
When I moved my head around, I came face to face with the ‘oh so call Lady’ my mom chooses for me as a blind date and found her drooling over my looks. she looked up, catching me giving her the wtf look, and blushed again. She got a couple of steps forward closing the distance between us.
‘I will be waiting for you handsome, don’t take too long she said in the huskiest voice she could muster up, blinking her eyelashes a little too much time to make her look like she got some eye problem.
She kissed my left cheek and followed my mom's path to our living room, leaving me a little shocked at her attempt at seducing me.
(so, the little kitty wants to play, why not, I thought).
Chapter 6 Regan pov: - After getting ready for our night, Shaw and I waited for the taxi to pick us up and take us to the downtown club. We were sitting in our dorm. Shaw was doing her minor last-minute touch-up; on the other end, Well, I am incredibly bored. So I'm just blowing air out of my mouth, making weird faces while I'm looking at Shaw load her eyes with mascara, and I am just playing a little music in the background so I won't look too awkward. Beep beep ………. I heard the car horn. 'Shaw, I think our ride is here, 'I said, sliding off the bed. I am in no mood to go out anymore. But I already said I will. I can't back down now. I feel so tired.
Chapter 7 ..................... Regan pov:- The following day I woke up with the sound of Shaw throwing up her gut out in our bathroom. I got up for my long day. Her throwing up her gut sound was making me dizzy. I knocked on the bathroom door without going in. I am not sure if I can take the sight of puke and be fine in the morning. "Shawna, are you ok? Do you want me to get you some water and maybe some pain relievers?" I asked. I am also in need of some pain relievers myself. Last night was a struggle. I barely slept, and I am facing repercussions.
............. . chapter 8............... ............Alex pov: -The dinner at our house went slow and boring, my mom as always was talking about her women's club, forcing the girl April on me, telling me how talented she is, how I should take her out on the dinner, and what no!.On the other end, my dad was sitting on the head seat of the table. Trying his best at controlling his laughter while taking in my miserable state. Throwing me a sorry look once in a while. I was giving him a look that says 'We need to talk, Right Now' him.
Chapter 9 Alex pov: - I was in my office, going over the recent month's Market capitalization date and finalizing my following investment plans for a new branch in Toronto when my best friend, Roman, barged in like he owned the place. "Hey man, what's up? I heard you had been to a dinner with your family last night," he said with that menacing smirk. I so wanted to punch that smirk off his face a lot. But I ended up shrugging it off like dirt on my Armani blazer. His smirk widened at my reaction, taking as much amusement out of this situation. "What's so funny" I murmured—not making eye contact with him. His smirk became a smile
chapter 10 After dropping Maria off, I drove back to my office in the hope of doing some pending work. The past humiliation done by that girl is still playing in my mind, just like a ridiculous movie, which you never want to watch again. Making a left turn, I parked my car in my private parking lot. I took my elevator to my office floor. When I was about to enter my cabin, I had this weird sense that something was wrong or about to go wrong. I dismissed it and took my seat. I started my computer to do something productive work. It was around 4 PM, and I was darn hungry. I wrapped up the files, about to stand up to find something to eat when I heard my secre
Chapter 11......................What the hell just happened?Am I sentenced to marry some random female in a month?No, that can never be possible!! My dad can't do this to me. I am the CEO of this company, and he threatened me to take 'MY' position.My train of thought came to a halt when Roman came in with an amused expression on his face. The amusement turned to a frown in a mere second when he saw my face.I threw my phone at the wall, ending its life as it shattered like a puzzle. I was furious, and I wanted to take this burden off my shoulders. Maybe a drink would calm me the hell down."Whoa man, What crawled up your butt and died," Roman said, raising his hands in surrender. "I heard your dad was here. Is he the reason your panties are in a twist?" I gave him me (don't fuck with me right now, look) to shut him up. He made himself comfy on my leather couch."Tell me, Alex. You know you can share anything with me. I'm t
Chapter 12 ............. Regan pov:- "Regan, come to my cabin this instant" was the words that came out of my boss Liam. When he left, that big rich pants looked a lot more frustrated than before. Without wasting any time, I made my way towards his cabin and knocked twice. "Come in" He calls out in a squeaky tone. I entered his cabin to find him against the window, looking out in the dark of night, his face half-covered in the shadow, making him scary. "Please have a seat," he told me. I took my seat in one of the red leather seats opposite his and folded my hand on my lap. "What is it, Liam? What did he say?" I ask him in a bratty tone, to which he just got a bit more frustrated? I saw his shoulders getting tensed, and I knew that very moment that the news, which he was about to give me is not very pleasing for me. "You are fired, Regan," he said. His word came out like he was in pain. My jaw dropped at
Chapter 13The next day I woke with the sound like someone was banging at my door or more like trying to break it. I stepped out of bed, making my way to my front door, trying to listen if the person who was there. Is it some bank people here to collect money? This early?When I found no sound of some talking on the other end, I opened the door to find a huge guy standing in front of me wearing all black. He looked like he came directly from the man in the black movie."Yes, what do you want, Mr. Men in black," I asked, opening my door a little more. I was not wearing much, just a huge shirt which came to my knees. But I right now don't give a dam on it.I could not say much when that hunky bunky guy stepped up and covered my face with a cloth. I tried to fight and not to breathe, but after a couple of seconds, my lungs started to give up, making it hard not to take a breath, but I did eventually.My body became tired, and my eyes started to drop, and in a