Lorenzo Taylor's POV
"Sir Lorenz, sir..."
I opened my eyes when I heard the soft voice of one of the kids' drivers. He was gently patting my arm, so I finally woke up from my nap.
"F*ck!" I muttered, still with my eyes closed. I felt like I was about to fall into a deeper sleep and then someone woke me up.
"S-sorry, Sir Lorenz, we're already at the mansion," the driver said softly, probably scared by my swearing.
I opened my eyes completely. I removed my seatbelt and checked my wristwatch. It was past ten in the evening, and I should have been home earlier if I hadn't stopped by the bar for a few drinks.
I don't drink and drive, so when I had a few alcohol, I called one of the kids' drivers to pick me up from the bar and drive me home. I wasn't completely drunk yet, but I didn't want
