Danny's POV
The sound of fast-moving cars and talks of passersby filled my ears. I sat in my office, my face glued to some piles of files left to work on and get delivered to my father as soon as I can. The weather was a bit hot and my body felt tensed with beads of sweat forming on my forehead. I groaned feeling exhausted and my hands hurt from working all day long.
The door of my office opened, I looked up and saw Donald entering in.
"Hey man," I said reluctantly, my gaze fixed on the documents in front of me.
Donald sat opposite to me, I could feel the tensed but excited look in his eyes. Confused, I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow, his suit glued perfectly to his body, and his blonde hair was perfectly tended to.
"Man, I will have to leave work on time today," Donald sa
