Chapter Eight
Robert’s point of view
One hour passed..
Two hours passed…
Three hours passed…
I was starting to get extremely annoyed. Where the f**k was Brian?! And where the f**k was Jacoby?! I sent him out to FIND Brian, not stay where ever he was to party with him. He needed to be here… Charlotte needed him here!
Fucking hell, MARCUS, his SON needed him here.
It was after midnight, I decided to stay up and give Brian a piece of my mind when he got home, Charlotte had gone to bed and had both of the kids in the room with her. Of course, we don’t mind looking after Marcus, I adore him, Charlotte adores him, He is our nephew, but he does have a father and his father needs to pull his finger out and step the f**k up.
Eventually, I saw the lights shine across the dark front roo
