Billionaire Playboy

5

Maxwell*

I feel so refreshed this morning. Abby is gone, and everything went smoothly. She was an interesting woman. Even so, I am not going to be contacting her again. That's how I roll; I only needed the f**k. My housekeeper Grace meets me in the main room before I leave for work. "Sir, don't forget your mother called". I nodded and smiled as I walked out the door.

I look out at the people walking on the sidewalk as my driver takes me to work. My head snaps to a woman with long black hair, and I instantly think it's Abby and almost make my driver stop. What the hell? I need to get a grip. Welp, I guess I'll go out tonight and get laid again. That will clear this up. 

Luke, we are going out again tonight.

I can't, man I met a girl, we are going out tonight. I'm sorry, man. She's amazing. 

Fine.

Well f**k. Guess I am going out alone tonight. I wouldn't say I like that I saw that woman on the street and wanted to go to her. 

I walk into my office, and dread overwhelms me as I see my mother sitting in a chair in front of my desk. "My son, how is your morning?" She needs to cut the s**t and tell me why she is here. "I have work to do, mother." She sighs and stands. "I am serious about what I said yesterday. I am arranging a marriage. You have yet to settle down, and you need to clean up your act." I start to panic, and my hands start to sweat. "I found someone." It just bursts out of my mouth without any thought. 

"You did what?" A look of shock is plastered on her face. "I do not believe you." I don't believe myself why the f**k out of everything I could of said. I don't have anyone, and I am not used to having anyone. I have to keep it up; I'll find a girl I get along with rather than marrying a random girl my mother decides. "Yes, mother. I have found a girl that I want." She shakes her head. "I bet it's just one of those tramps you throw away when you're done with them." 

"I am serious, mother." Her phone starts to ring, and she gives me a look of uncertainty. "I'll be right back." The second she walks out of my office, I sit in my chair and dwell on this situation. I have no idea what to do. I pull out my phone and text Luke. 

Fuck dude, my mom was serious. My stupid ass told her I had someone already.

Bro, that's not good. I know you, 

and you've never settled.

I have never settled. I want to have fun. I decided to take my mind off of everything and dive into my work. 

I raise my head from my laptop and rub my eyes. I am so stressed that I can't even think straight, and honestly, I think I should go home. I am no use in my condition. I grab my jacket and tell my assistant I am going home, to cancel everything today. I don't feel well. She nods, telling me to feel better, and walks away. 

As I sit in the car, I take deep breathes.  It's raining today, and the rain hitting the car is soothing. When we pull into the parking garage, I quickly get out and head inside. Grace is in the kitchen making lunch; I walk over to her and smile. "Sir, I didn't know you'd be home." She is the sweetest lady and old enough to be my mother. She's a better mother than mine. "It's okay. I'll make my own. Enjoy your lunch." She smiles at me and goes to sit at the dining room table. 

After I made my sandwich, I headed up to my office to eat. I will try and do a little more work, and maybe one of my meetings through video chat. Today feels like it's dragging so bad. I honestly want nothing more than to wake up in another life right now. 

My phone has been blowing up from my mother, so I put it on silent. I am sick of her today. I am happy to escape the rest of her little meeting. It's almost five, and I am sure Grace is almost done with dinner. I head into my bedroom to shower. The warm water relaxes my muscles, and I grow fatigued. My ideas of going out are just not going to happen. 

The smell of spaghetti makes me happy. I love it; it makes me feel like a kid. Grace seems always to know when I need it. I sit at the table as she serves my food. I thank her and dig right in. I think this is the happiest I've been all day. Actually, no, I was happy this morning. It's sad to think that my life has turned in every which way. I hear a ding at my door, and confusion crosses my face. Grace runs to get the door. "Good evening Mrs. Novak." My blood runs cold as soon as I hear Grace say that. 

My mother walks in with disappointment on her face. "I told you earlier I'd be back. Why the hell did you leave work?" I sigh. "I didn't feel well so, I left. I did some work here." She walks over and sits at the table. "My dear, could I have a small plate." Poor Grace nods, scurrying to the kitchen. "Now about earlier."

"No, mother, I told you already I am with someone." I am starting to lose my mind. I shove more food in my mouth and try to contain my temper. "I just don't believe it, son." Ugh, I am her son, and honestly, she should take my word. "Well, it's true. I am sorry." She sighs as Grace puts her plate in front of her. "Fine, what's the lucky girl's name?" I just said the first name that popped into my head. 

"Abby."