chapter thirty three

HERMAN.

I watch her leave and I feel like I'm torn in between going after her or letting her be. She will never want you Herman no matter how far you go to change yourself...... My conscious is so mean. Shaking my head I decided on taking a walk to clear my head. I didn't even care how I buttoned my shirt as I made my way towards the wooden front doors; not bothering to fix my hair at all. The cool night air hit my face the moment I opened the door and stepped out.

As the leader, looking my best and always adorning tuxedos or suits was a must. If I looked anything but perfect my men would immediately get the idea of us being utterly and completely fucked. Tonight i didn't care as I stepped out looking like shit. Thea makes me feel like shit. Your dad made you feel like that as well....shut it. See what I mean about my conscious being mean?

I make my way to the back of the house and walk on until I'm in the cover of the trees. I purposely bought off this whole land at the outskirts