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¨ he asked in between a spoonful of delicious food. ¨Oh not so special dear, just a deal with the CEO of Bedrock Industries that's all!¨ his mother said with a smile. ¨Realy? What kind of deal dad?¨ he asked curiously. ¨Well i am thinking of buying some shares of his company! He's been doing very well since he started this company and I like how he works!¨ Alexandro, his father replied to him. ¨Okay but what do you think about his company for the rest, like what is his business about, what is making or selling or whatever?Alexander asked.

My dad decided on his own that Janice would stay in my room while I took the guest room. He said that she had suffered enough these past years. Not wanting me to feel unfairly treated, my mom bought me a villa as compensation. Without telling my mom, my dad bought Janice three villas and gave her a gold card. Not that this was important because it would only be a matter of time before I retook back everything my dad spent on this mistress. The more he spent on her, the more I would retake.

I liked the post and left the page immediately afterwards. A message came in from my dad via W******p and that took me off I*******m and down to his inbox. We had been chatting for a while and I was legit laughing so hard at all the things we talked about. He sent me a video of him. He was trying TikTok and Snapchat for the first time, he said our neighbour's teenage son had helped him install it and was trying his best to put him through on how the app worked. It was hilarious.

My mom glowered calling dad Charlie Brown and whenever she calls him that, it means she doesn’t have to shout for my dad to obey her. “I’m sorry, honey.” Gently closing his laptop, my dad replied gruffly. “I was just... Wait, you have a pimple, son. Hohohoho.” “Oh my god, yes, dad. I know I have a pimple, now stop laughing.” I spat out. I barely even left home and I’m getting embarrassed already, what more if I went to school? “I bet that’s because of your crush. Who’s the lucky girl?” My dad teased.

she nods Mom walks upstairs and looks at me in a concerned look... Dad walks upstairs to his study and I follow... He sits down while I close the door... "Something happen at the company?" he asks "No dad... Something happened at the Lab grandmother keeps all the grandsons’ sperm" I tell him Dad looks at me as if I've said something crazy "Whose sperm is missing?" he frowns I sit in the chair before saying "Mine" "How long?" he frowns

I gritted, my hand turning into a fist on my lap. My dad cleared his throat but my eyes didn't wander from his expressionless face, every emotion hidden behind his handsome poker face...like what the fuck...I did not just say he was attractive!?? "Sean is a doctor that was transferred here for an operation for two months. He wanted to live in a hotel but I insisted he lives here with us, which is more homely till he's done with his work" My dad clarified. "Where is he from?" I asked again, my eyes never for leaving his face as my eyes trailed his sharp jawline...where I was, thinking mine were sharp, he's were ten times sharper and more attrac__hell no! I did not just think that!

My Dad was out of town this week and I was stuck at home with a long ass home work I got a call from Jack. "Hey", I said "How are you?", he asked. "I'm good, how are you?". "I'm good too, what are you doing?". "Just finished up some work shit, my Dad's outta town so I'm just chilling, how about you?". "I'm going to see this movie in like...30 minutes, It's At Mila Cinema, I was wondering if you'd wanna go with me?".

He stayed still, like a man who knew movement would be the same as confession. “I saw the way he looked at you at the barbecue,” Lily said. “I felt the way he reacted when you called his name. It wasn’t nothing, Dad.” Damian exhaled slowly, then pulled out the chair across from hers and sat down. “You’ve always been sharp,” he said. “That’s not an answer.” He studied her for a long moment, eyes searching hers for the version of his daughter that might still want to believe in a simple world. He didn’t find it.

We quietly take our sits and before long, a blur of black hair passes by me and dispenses himself in the chair beside me, fully dressed and ready for school. “Dad? Were you fired?” Jared asks me, tilting his head a little. He looks so cute like this, but I’m confused by his question. Before I speak, however, Mom answers him with another question. “What do you mean, love?” “He’s not in his suit, grandma! And he’s been staying here for a long time. And he has beards growing… my friend from school said his Dad lost his job and so he stopped taking care of himself… and now he has a gut! And he drinks. Are you going to get a gut, Dad?”

I repeated quietly. “Yes, Carter Group.” Dad sounded faintly proud. “I’m assigned to the west division. The people are nice. The facilities are great.” “Dad… Carter Group… you mean Aaron Carter’s company?” “Oh... yes. Aaron Carter. That young billionaire.” He paused. “I haven’t met him personally, but people say he’s a strict leader.” “Angela… is something wrong?” Yes. Something was very wrong. Why would Aaron place Dad inside one of his companies? What was he really after?