The atmosphere around my parents’ multi-billionaire house was always something that didn’t sit well with me. The first time I felt the cold and distressful clouds around this palace was when I was a child. I was a ten-year-old little boy. This house was enormous. And when I said huge, I meant twenty-three bedrooms, twenty-five bathrooms, two kitchens, four open terraces, a golf course, a swimming pool, a movie theater for 100 people, a sauna, and a spa. This place was beautiful, but it was hilarious to have all these spaces just for three people.Growing up in this house was a unique experience. My parents tried to do their best for their only son, the heir to their abundant wealth. I went to a private school, the one that charged millions of parents for their children to have the same education that others were getting in other schools. I had my own car even before I came to this world. That was an impulsive decision by my father, just like his every decision.They had privileged me

The wedding night was what people anticipated more than the ceremony. For the first time, a lover consumed their relationship as husband and wife. It was a magical night for the newly wedded couple, but for me and Lauren, it was the night that we spent together just laying beside one another.Neither of us had closed our eyes for a second; it felt like we were both awake in case any monster paid a visit to us. I didn’t know about Lauren, but for me, I was sad. Deep in my heart, all I could feel was empty, which shocked me, as I knew there had to be something in that place.No matter how my family was or my relationship with Celine, at a pretty young age, I learned that happiness was all about me. If I wanted to be happy, it was on me to find the path without depending on anyone.The funny thing was, that I had a decent relationship with my dysfunctional family. Over the years, I educated myself on how to behave around my father or the time my parents yelled at one another like two cra

It had been a hectic day. From the moment I set foot in the office to the few seconds before this party, my wedding party, for which I was almost late. Thanks to Lily, I was able to come home at the right time, even though I needed to sign two more documents before I attended the meeting with my Chinese investor tomorrow morning.I wanted to stay a little longer, but Lily grabbed my hand and kicked me out of the office like a mother who was getting annoyed by her son’s adamant behavior. It was the first time any secretary did this type of etiquette with me.All the other previous assistants who worked for me were timid by nature, including my wife Lauren. The way Lily moved or systematized my work made my life and job easier than before. This woman was an expert in organizing. In one word, every file, document, and even my daily calendar was arranged orderly. I rarely felt this level of tension in my life before. It was all Lily and her obsession with spotless that, fortunately, made

The party was delightful, going more smoothly than I expected. There were whispers among the sound of the music, which was loud enough to cover that unnecessary stuff. These people and their whispers played a major part in my life till now. Actually, they helped me become the person I was today. The successful billion-dollar empire owner’s route wasn’t that easy for me to conquer.As you were all aware of my father’s reckless nature, it was trouble-free to say he was the puppet of the directors of our company. He did most of the time after getting manipulated by those sons of the bitch bastards, old fat assholes who dreamed of taking over the company from my family but failed because of my grandfather. That man was the rock of self-reliance. It would be easier to climb Mount Everest than convincing my pa to sign some documents that he hadn’t read thoroughly, while my father was more easily deployed. You just needed to offer him a beautiful lady and a bottle of expensive whiskey to swa

Dean was talking to a bunch of women, drinking as his heart wished, with a smile on his face. He was a charmer. Women always preferred him for his bad-boy personality, flirty attitude, and refined behavior was the reason for his popularity. It worked for him. Every day there was a brand new woman in his bed. He did everything he desired with them and didn’t regret forgetting them the next morning, as if they were some worthless shit that he didn’t deserve.After Celine and I got inter-tangled in a relationship, Dean was the first one to warn me about her. There were several times when he interfered between me and Celine, which one time brought tears to my girlfriend’s eyes. That was a wake-up call for me. That day I drew a fine line between my friend and my girlfriend.The conversation I had with Dean the following night was very straight. We both wouldn’t ask anything about our personal lives until the other one was eager to share that. That was what we have maintained to this date.