TWELVE

ADAM

My head was banging; more like a gun battle was going on in it. I knew had the option to stay at home if I wanted to. I could even choose to miss work for the rest of the week. After all, I was the boss and nobody would question my absence. Bad example to my staff, I know. But c’mon, there should be some perks to being a billionaire and I’m simply enjoying one of them.

The cause of the headache was nothing else but my overnight partying the previous day. A business partner of mine had his birthday the previous day and decided to throw a party to celebrate it. And boy! Was it some party?

I could still vividly remember all that I was involved in at the party. It was one like none other. The expensive drinks, the cigarettes, and the girls. Yes, the girls- the special part of the party.

My little flashback was cut short as I was brought back to reality by the sound of my alarm for the umpteenth time. It was time to prepare for work, but I kept snoozing the alarm. I just needed some r