Chapter 4

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Aislum pov I woke up feeling like tired and stared at my phone "s**t it's 20:00pm in the evening" I hissed once I stood on the ground,all my muscles hurt. "I feel like s**t"That's probably because I spent all day locked up in my room avoid my father Qatar Steel, I'm just feeling had because now Iraq has faced this predicament.All of this is my dad's fault,I thought back to the conversation I had with him last night. FlashBack I went out of my room after showering, heading downstairs towards the dinner room after Iraq constantly banged on my door stating that I should come eat.Trust me I tried ignoring him but him being a pain in the ass,I succumbed to his request. "Dude come out of your room already and stop behaving like a girl on her period" "Okay I'm coming now,stop banging on my door already" I replied heading to my walked in closet, picking up black short sleeve tee,black sweatpants and black Versace slides. I opened my door headed downstairs,there at the huge rectangular shaped dinning glass table sat my father Qatar Steel in the head chair.On his right sat Iraq and I sat on his left,as soon as my ass touched that black,smooth velvet chair my dad started "What you did earlier today,hunging up phone up on your father while talking to you"...I cut him off, already feeling pissed at him for raising this matter in front of Iraq. "Seems like you really like pissing me off"I hissed with gritted teeth while throwing daggers at him "Language!!" My dad bellowed "I am your father,you will talk to me with respect" "Respect is earned dear fathe, besides I won't respect a man who only seems me a tool to make him more money"I spat words laced with venom and hatred. "You are taking this personal,I truly have your best interest at heart and I want to make our business strong with this alliance" I laughed a humourless laugh before replying "Best interest at heart"I questioned "We both know that you're doing this to boost your ego and make your pockets full of money" "Dad calm down,big brother calm down" Iraq said as he tried to defuse the situation as it was out of control but he was failing miserably. My dad ignored Iraq as he said "You will marry Erica,we will merge our company with theirs end of discussion" "Over my dead body,you like dictating everyone and I'm really sick of it no wonder mom left you"I saw my dad turning red because of anger and I knew that I have striked a nerve. "How dare you!!" My dad shouted. I stood up and left the room followed by my dad calling me falling to deaf ears. I did not want my little brother to see me and dad argue like this but I had no choice as dad loves getting on my nerves. Present Sighing,I went to my bathroom,took a shower,brushed my teeth.Went out of the bathroom straight to my walk-in closet,picked up blacked jeans,long sleeved red Nike tee and black boots.I put my clothes on,applied cologne and wore my Rolex watch. I checked my phone and saw that Jay my best friend called me and even left numerous texts saying we should meet in our regular club called Blaq Dot.I immediately called him,he picked up in after one ring "Aislum my man"came his greeting, shouting on top of his lungs due to the blasting music in the background "Hey man just saw your texts,meet up in a few" "You will find us in our regular VIP room" "Okay" with that I hung up Without wasting time I headed downstairs, straight to the garage, straight to my Mercedes Benz and headed to the club.
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