CHAPTER 2
1681 Words
"Morning Dad!" I greeted quickening my steps past the dining table which he was seated in, in a
bid to escape his incoming comment.
"I was informed by George you went out racing once again in the very early hours of the
morning, Asher." As expected, he said, bringing my movement to a pause. I had pleaded with
George not to snitch but I always got it wrong by thinking a man that has been loyal to my father
for over ten years would easily tell a lie to him.
"Why not a morning run or jog instead? Those are even safer options for a healthy morning
habit, why does it have to be racing carelessly at a full speed at the brink of dawn risking your
life, come on son! I probably shouldn't have purchased that sports car for your birthday when
you asked, it has turned into your new dangerous obsession!"
"Dad, accept it or not, that is my own way of cooling off and getting started for the day okay?
it's my own version of a healthy morning routine and i don't expect you to get it but just know
that's my best time of the day and besides the different sports i engage in each day are enough
opportunities for me to burn off calories and stay healthy, I don't have to go for a morning jog,
that's honestly really boring, you should come race with me sometime, you would love it," I
joked with a teasing smile, knowing my father would never agree to such.
"Asher you know, if you just want me dead then just say it because it's practically the same thing.
Going for a morning speed racing with you as the one behind the steering wheel is a suicide
mission i am not ready to attempt, sit down and join me for breakfast."
"Uhh that looks good...Good morning Martha, you made my favorite today, thank you!" I said,
taking a spoon of the apple pie before me, happy the topic had finally been dropped.
"You are welcome Asher, I was hoping you would be in for breakfast this morning, this is my
way of wishing you a happy Children's day," she said, cupping my cheeks in her palms like she
always did, with a motherly loving smile filling up her face. Even though this gesture of hers
always made me feel ten times younger than my age, it always did the trick of bringing me the
motherly warmth I don't get to feel often and for that single reason I was grateful.
"Thank you Martha," I said once more, returning her sweetness with a brief smile. Martha was a
woman in her late fifties that had worked for my parents even before my birth and I always
thought she somehow felt the need to fill the void space my mother had left after her passing.
"The company's anniversary celebratory event is today, I do hope you will join me. I can not
have a son and he wouldn't want to associate himself with anything that concerns his family's
business operations! people have begun talking Son! and they will not stop till they see you come
around."
"Alright dad, I will accompany you this time, this evening right? I will take care of my schedule
and be there, trust me, can we eat now? I'm starving...you nag too much like a lady, Goddamit!"
"You can't speak to your father in such a manner Asher, we can't have him nag once more,"
Martha teased, giving me a wink and I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped my mouth.
"You two seem to forget who I am..."
More chuckles...
*****
Seated in the car, following the official convoy of my father on the ride to Royal Maple hall, I
could not help but question what I had potentially signed up for. My happy old man seated beside
me could not contain his excitement seeing that he had succeeded in making me wear a God
forsaken suit, dragging me along for what i was sure was going to be a long night of insane
bragging rights and by that i meant boasting to his friends about his trust and high hopes
concerning my future excellence in business school as well as my inevitable assumption of
office of the CEO and executive director when he steps down. Little did he know that I was
actually on the verge of rebelling once more if only I had not received the slutty text that
changed my rebelling decisions.
Samantha, the youngest and most beautiful daughter of the State Commissioner of Health had
promised a promiscuous and risky ‘private event’ at this same event while the adults were
chatting themselves away with strong wine. Isn't she just so hot? I was drawn to her boldness on
the first night we were introduced, my memories still vivid of that night, the night of Shirley's
18th costume themed birthday party. She had walked in wearing the hottest and sluttiest outfit in
the room. A slutty and really sexy vampire nurse with a full view of her perky boobs. I
remember her extending her hands quickly for a handshake even before Shirley finished her
introduction formalities, uttering boldly the one sentence that made my admiration for her begin.
"Hey daddy... I mean sorry...silly me right.. Asher i meant, I'm samantha like she said, please
don't be a stranger, i definitely want to have s*x with you but don't you dare holla at me if it isn't
going to be a marathon," she had said with no hint of nervousness or timidity which i totally
freaking loved. She blurted out her interest in having s*x with me so casually and although i was
not surprised because i got such advances alot on a normal day to day basis, what surprised me
rather was her straightforwardness when confessing her desire to get down with me, and even go
as far as probably wishing it got to be a marathon, so hot i say once again.
It definitely did end up happening because I wouldn't pass up on such a juicy offer and because
it was always a nice experience with her, I was totally not going to miss an opportunity of
engaging in something interesting once more. She seemed to be one to love an interesting
hookup s*x and I really did not mind.
Too bad my father had to get his hopes lifted up with the idea that whatever serious business
goes on in there i would give a f**k about when in reality i pretty much gave no single fuck
about. I sensed a buzz on my phone and quickly pulled it out my pocket guessing it may be
Samantha checking up to ensure our plans were still on.
Best Bee: Just arrived at the venue with my parents and I think I heard something really shocking
from my Dad...Did you know there are plans being made to announce you as the company's heir
tonight? You mentioned you would be gracing the event this time around… decided to send this
as an early warning… pretty sure you weren’t aware but it’s confirmed, your father has got secret
motives tonight, jsyk!
I stare at the text pretty much dumbfounded, now realizing I wasn't the only one with secret
motives planned out for the night.
"Dad? Are you by any chance going to announce your successor tonight?" I asked my voice,
failing to keep calm.
"Dad! Answer me!! am i going to be announced as your successor tonight?!" I exclaimed further,
seeing the guilty look on his face just after his initial failed expression of surprise.
"And what's so wrong with that? aren't you my son? As a matter of fact, my only son! who else
is going to take over Maples, it's basically your birthright Asher! "How many times are we going
to have this conversation?"
"Stop this car right now!!"
"Pay no attention to him George, keep going!"
"I said stop the f*****g car George! you know i honestly do not mind taking over that steering
against your will if i've got to." I threatened knowing that would do the trick.
.
It definitely does the trick as they knew better than to let me take over that steering.
I make my way out angrily, slamming the door shut and immediately calling a pick up while
walking away. I was very much annoyed and did not care if I had just ruined his plans for the
night or potentially humiliated him before his guests. If he would never come to the terms of my
wish, there was no need to play pretend.
Best Bee: I guess you knew your hoe would also be present tonight... now i know why you would
agree to show up in the first place, she looks hot by the way but too bad she would have to
continue the rotation of her pretty neck at angle 360 the whole of the night, trying to find you,
because I know damn well you've walked straight out of that car already.
Best Bee: Oops i guess my dark shades failed at its job of making me hardly recognizable
because right now she is making her way towards me, what the hell do i tell her?
Malestitute: That's honestly your problem now Shirley, you know how to keep them away, do
what you do best...I'm out!
I felt my phone buzz once more as I got into my ordered ride. I really was in no mood to deal
with yet another text about samantha, i really could care less at that point and i wanted to set that
record straight to Shirley hoping she smartly fixes the situation as she usually does when it
comes to my chaotic situationships, but what i had gotten was a notification from the
management board of Carlton high; the final sad reminder that the summer break was over...
Fucking hell! All I needed now was definitely to go crazy on drinks.
"Destination Sir?"
"Club Hilton..."
- Writer
