Luca's POV
My father stood by the doorway, gazing at me like he always did, with an emotionless face. “Hey, father. I have been waiting around for quite a while now.”
“Twenty five minutes, to be exact.” He said and approached me.
I checked my wristwatch, it really did seem like just twenty five minutes had passed since I arrived. Once more, he was showing his mysterious side.
He grabbed a golf club and positioned himself. Kiara set down a ball in front of him, we both watched as he struck the ball. It flew across the land and landed just a few feets from the cup.
“How in the world do you always do that?” I asked, impressed by his skills despite being much older than he was when he started.
“You get better the older you get.” He muttered.
I squinted my eyes, “I really doubt that, the
