The Perfect Mafia Heir

I, Constantine Lincoln Geoffrey Grande IV is the definition of perfection. God loves me that much that He gave me the most perfect kind of life. I am handsome, of course, I am rich! Yours truly is just one of the youngest self-made billionaires in the world. My IQ is the same as Einstein's IQ. I am also the best child a father and a mother could ever have. Making them proud since birth. "You're really an existence of perfection, Constantine!" I mouthed as I fix my hair in front of my huge perfect mirror that is really lucky to witness my perfect ratio face. *knock knock knock knock* I smiled as I opened the perfect door of mine, it was made by a pure narra and the carvings were designed by the most famous artist in Asia. "Yes, Isabelle, Elisa and Manang Elen?" I memorized the name of our maids, of course, that is part of being a perfect man. "Seniorito Constantine, pinatatawag po kayo ni Senior sa opisina niya bago raw ho kayo pumasok. Narito ho si Isabelle at Elisa para ho kunin ang mga marurumi niyong damit at malabhan na." Manang Elen politely said. I smiled. Manang Elen is here since I was 5, she is one of the most trusted people in our house. "Thanks, Manang. Thank you, Isabelle and Elisa." I said before I closed my door again. I should choose a perfect formal sleeve before I meet Dad at his office which was just here.. in our mansion. "Hmm... Which one? This? Or... This?" I whispered as I compared the blue sleeves to the sky blue sleeves. "Alright, I'll take the white one!" I exclaimed when I realized that Dad told me to always wear white color shirts for I am more neat and formal to see wearing that color. I prepared myself and finally got to go! I am also curious why Dad wants to see me... it's kind of suspicious. *knock knock knock knock* "Dad? It's me, your son. Constantine" I said after I knocked on the door. "Come in, Son," I heard him say. "Good morning, Dad. What's the matter?" "Kumain ka na ba?" He said. "Opo" I said calmly. "Lagi ka na lang pormal magsalita, parang lag kanng aattend sa meeting." He joked. "Hahaha, Dad? It's not like that!" I replied while chuckling. "How are you, Son? How's school?" He asked. We are not that closed but I love my dad and I know so he is. "It's fine, Dad. As always, I am the top in our batch" I humbly said. "Yabang talaga ng batang 'to" "Pardon, Dad?" I asked him. May sinabi ata siya but I did not clearly understand. "It's nothing" Natatawa niyang sabi. "So? What's the matter, why did you ask Manang Elen to make me come here?" I frankly asked. Malapit na ako malate! I cannot, since pre-school hindi pa ako nalate, that will ruin my perfect image. "Mukhang nagmamadali ka ata, Constantine" My dad said with a baritone voice. "It's not like that, Dad. I just do not want to be late in my cla--" "We have the 80% of the share on your fcking university so stop worr--" "But, that will ruin my perfect--" "You will marry my business partner's daughter and that's final, Son. That's all, you may now leave and close the stupid door quietly" No... nananaginip ka lang Constantine, it's not true. At binagsak ko ng sobrang lakas ang pinto na pati ako ay nabingi. "YOU, JERK!" I heard my Dad cussed. WIB - Sorry sa mga typo, wrong grammar, and use of words. Enjoy reading!