TWENTY THREE

ADAM

The rich need some time off too.

Like Samantha said the last time, I had been immersed so deeply in work that I forget to take care of myself.

It was obvious the work stress had gotten to me. I had every right to take a leave or even a vacation, but I wasn't used to that life of letting my staff do everything.

What if something went wrong in my absence? I mean, I trust their competence, but what if they decide to mess up that one time I'm gone? Not taking any chances at all.

"What really happened to you, Adam? All you do is work work work. You no longer have time for fun stuff" I told myself that Saturday morning.

I was right. I led a boring life recently. I no longer partied hard or slept around with girls. It's been centuries since I last took some shots of vodka.

"It ends today, Adam. I need to live! I have earned this"

I took a shower and drove off to the only place I found peace in such situations- Zedd's place.

Zedd owner a bar that had been around for over 8 years.

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