Derek's POV
Arriving at my parent's house has always felt like a huge drag on me, specifically why I made most of my arrivals unannounced, unlike this one, considering I never knew what plan they were hatching up next.
But my visit here today had a purpose, and because of that, every fibre of my being wasn't completely dreading this visit.
The maids greeted me. I continued walking down the hall, meeting my father in his usual habitat, the bar. He had a drink in his hand, staring worriedly at his phone.
He welcomed me with a weary sigh and then nodded toward me in acknowledgment. "I wouldn't be anywhere near your mother if I were you. I'd do everything she says," Dad warned.
"Good evening to you too,o," I answered sarcastically.
I'd swear that my mother had some super hearing because
