A message, which made his phone vibrate on the coffee table, brought me back to reality. I saw him glance at it and frown. Might be some business thing. “So tell me, Mr. William, what drove you to build an empire like William Enterprises?” His face loosened up again. “And I don’t want the stuff you feed to reporters. I want the real Austin.”
He looked at me sideways. “The real Austin?” I nodded picking up my glass of wine. “You got a glimpse of him last night, sweetheart…” he smirked. I ignored his sarcastic smile and sighed, rolling my eyes to make him understand that I was being serious. “Well.. it’s in my DNA. I never wanted to just follow the flock, I never wanted to fit the box that people intended for me. As a child, I already knew that I would own my future. I wanted to do somet
