The Billionaire's Fake Affair

minutes. Knowing his sleep has come to an end just like the person persistently calling him, he stood up and went to the phone where he'd threw it on the sofa earlier when he came back

amily..." "You know what? Come down to the mansion and not the empire, I'm waiting for you." And then the old man hung up the phone without waiting for any response from him. "I am fucked!" He groaned out loud inside the shower cubicle while thinking about many ways to make it up to his father this time around. Thinking about other excuses that his father will accept apart from the billion ones he's given already. He quickly got dressed professionally in frost crisp shirt, a jade neck tie that's been tied already in his walk in closet and his favorite best jade Giorgio Armani skinny suit came atop his matching slacks followed lastly by cap toe Italian leather shoes. He went to the dressed and sprayed Dolce & Gabbana perfume all over himself then place his Rolex gently on his left wrist. His father should be impressed with the way he's dressed before he starts criticizing the women in his circle. He left his room hastily while tucking a silky handkerchief inside his suit's breast pocket. He saw a long figure sleeping on his couch and recalled he came back home with Peter. Not bothering to tell the man where he is going or he is heading out, he made coffee and ran out of the house. He shouldn't add more to his already piling problems and end up on the brink of precipice. His father would love to have his head. Settling in his Zenvo TS1 GT, a limited edition production sports car, he maneuvered out of the lot and straight to his father's mansion where he lives with his mother and younger brother who refused to move out even after coming of age. It's something Alex never understood about his brother topping it up with the fact that they were never too close. They are brothers yes and have this bond but it's not tight with their age differen