My Dead Mum

“I’m here now. Say what you want and leave my mansion,” Elias said.

“You're not letting me in? Such disrespect to your father. You are going to make me stand outside your mansion,” Dimitri nagged.

Elias scoffed as Dimitri led him to his car and rest his back on the front door. He stared hard at his son as if any moment from now, he would wedge a world war. He used his eyes to communicate with him, passing his message clearly.

“Oh please, dad. I know what you are doing,” Elias complained.

“You know, then speak quickly. I have a woman waiting for me at home.”

“What!”

“You heard me. I said I have a woman waiting for me at home. Don't look at me that way. I know I'm not too old to fuck a woman. She’s my chick”

“Seriously dad! Did you bring a woman home? You shouldn't have done that,” Elias hollered angrily. He clenched his fist in anger ready to hit his father with his fist if he doesn't start speaking.

“Speak dad. Who's that woman you brought home,” he roared.

“Calm down and stop yell