I have never felt so relieved and so angered, all at the same time, as much as I felt when Dad walked inside the room. When Hades and I were wearing nothing but a pair of boxers that were too drenched in water, Dad was dressed like he had a vogue shoot to attend.
Dad was dressed in a white shirt, with a pair of black pants and a black suit. I felt too poor in front of his reeking richness. And not to mention how embarrassing it was for me to find him fully clothed when my boyfriend and I were only in a pair of drenched boxers.
"Alex, how are you, my son?" He asked me, walking towards me. His steps were fast. And I felt warmth engulfing my now cold body as he wrapped his arms around me, not once caring that I was wet, and I could possibly ruin his costly suit. But then again, I was his s
