Mike Tyson
It is now getting cozy here, as the people are dancing to the tune of the music. I am Mike Tyson, the first son of one of the richest billionaire in the country, Mr Bernard Tyson. My dad and mum have told me several times without number to come and help him assist him in the company, but I hate everything concerning business, I hate been controlled by anyone and hate following rules, that is the main reason why am lackadaisical towards running the company. Am also in one of the richest club in the country, Empire Club. It is only for rich people and no one is ordered to enter inside if I wish to. I came to the party with my friends; Richard, Mark, Jude and James. We have been best friends since childhood and our parents are also close to each other. We were nicknamed 'partners in crime' which made us to be more exquisite and we do things together, the only difference between us is that they are all assisting their parents in their various companies, while am different. Always clubbing with one girl or another, which made me a play boy. I can sleep with whosoever I wish to. I was thinking about all these things when my friends came to me and we drank some wine and went to the dance floor, I danced, drank to stupor, and can't even see clearly. I went back to my seat at the bar and took another bottle, when a lady in her mid twenties, dressing attractive and sexy, came to me in a seducing manner. She then said
"Hey handsome, why not join me for a one night stand?". I nodded my head in agreement as I stood up, stammered and followed her like lost puppy.
We went inside the VIP room, she took off her clothes, same did I, I lied down on the bed and did not know what happened next. Darkness took over me.
I woke up the next morning, feeling tired and having a severe headache, I opened my eyes on to find out that I was in my room, I tried to remember everything that happened the last night and I felt irritated. I stood up, went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, took my bath and hurried downstairs to take breakfast with my family. I greeted my family, said morning prayers and started eating. In the middle of our breakfast, my dad brought up his complaints like always do.
"Hey son, you left home last night without informing any one or telling somebody in this house that you are leaving, only to come back home been drunk and with your friends helping you to stand well. I don't know where you learnt this irresponsible manners from?. The same friends that you go parties with every night are all assisting their parents, only you that stays at home, watch films and do the same routine every morning".
I said in a soft and calm tone
" Dad am sorry for leaving yesterday without your permission". He continued raising his voice:
"I would keep saying it to you times without number, you need to come and learn business in my company. I am going to leave all my legacy to you. So am expecting you to have a positive mindset and come and give me feedback." I roared angrily
"And I will continue telling you times without number that am not going to work for you or anyone. Can't you all let me be? Can't I live my life the way I want it? Must I always be controlled by you all? I am sick and tired of all your f*****g complaints."
I said as I left the dining table angrily and went outside, while my mother on the other hand, was calling out my name, but I gave a deafening ears to that.
I went outside about to call James, when my brother came running after me and said :
"Bro, what is the meaning of the show you just put in there? What did we agreed on? I thought we made a deal to console ourselves whenever we are at home?."
I don't know why am the only one different in my family. My dad, Mr Bernard Tyson, the owner of Tyson and Sons Corporation, My junior brother, Kenneth Tyson is helping him to run the company. While my mum, Mrs Roselle Tyson, the owner of Roselle's Palace, my immediate younger sister, Tasha Tyson is also assisting her mom in the company too. While Angel Tyson, my beloved and favorite, is an aspiring actress in the entertainment industry. They are all busy and workaholic like my parents. Why am I the only one excluded?. Am the only extrovert in my family, while Kenneth is my opposite in everything. Why can't dad just hand over the company and the legacy to him?.
My brother brought me back to my endless thought by tapping me.
"Bro, did you hear anything that I said here? You are making one especially mom and dad worried. Please try to change this ur lackadaisical attitude towards business. Please have a positive thought about all these things that I said."
He beseeched me and went back inside. I called James telling him am coming over to his company.