Chapter Eight

Britondii Luca pov

I entered the apartment, a wide grin plastered on my face one which had been present since I collected my pay check.

I had almost fainted when I saw the amount, I checked it more than one time to ensure my eyes were working properly; they were.

I had heard the Monteiro Industries paychecks were hefty but seeing was believing and that I had.

I rushed into my best friend's room and as usual, he was laying casually in his bed with his Golden headphones on, listening to music. I swear that boy lived too easily. John had spoiled him rotten. Whenever I teased them about it, John's reply would be, "you know what they say sis , a wife's place is in the home. "

"Lucas, " I shouted and slapped his bare arm.

"Bitch" he yelled pulling his headphones off and throwing them down on his unmade bed. "If y