The Billionaire Darkness

Chapter Thirty Six

Adrian Winters

Crossing Thornbrook's main lawn towards the student parking lot I spotted the Ferrari F430 I had come to school in.

It was a colder day so I had come to school in all black as expected just with a cardigan instead of a blazer.

Yes men can own cardigans.

Unlocking the convertible I walked down the steps before pulling open the door to my car.

My home in Brooklyn Heights was slowly getting closer to being finished getting renovated so I had started to take out cars from there and this was one. It would be finished after Christmas but there was no point in having multiple cars there but never actually use them.

"Adrian new car?" Hunter asks coming down the steps with a random  girl who was from another popular group at our school.

"Always Ambrose, you can't be seen with the same girl longer then a week, I can't drive the same car two days in a row" I smirk before sliding into the Ferrari and starting the engine before closing the door.

Backing up I drove off back towards One57.

That penthouse was so high above everyone and everything else that it would be very easy for me to just slip away from everyone  that I knew and all of the other people that could possibly wish to be near my at any interval of time.

Either way it was the last thing I wanted, I wanted to be alone because that's what I was and how I felt.

The devil of New York City, and the heir to one of the largest Multi-National Enterprises on the planet felt alone. I was forced to go through everything alone, and the only thing that had grounded me my whole life was pain because it was familiar to me.

No money in the world could make someone happy, we were all told it as children, and I felt like I understood it more. I had everything that one could want on the surface. I had more money then I could every spend, I had three good friends, I drove the nicest cars that the world had to offer, and I owned vacation homes, along with a yacht. 

But none of that made me happy.

Money never made me happy.

I could think of my happiest moments and it was when I was with my friends sitting around joking, and talking in our dorm in Rosenburg. But that was two years ago, and since then my life has only gone downhill. My parents died in front of me and I was barely fourteen years old, Kate was thirteen. Now they were underground, Winters Group Tower was a slowly developing project, and I had fallen into depression. That was the only way to explain the fake smile on my face and all the bitter feelings of sadness and emptiness inside. I felt resentment towards my father, but I also missed him. I missed him and mom so very much that it consistently tore at me every few nights when I would wake up to a nightmare and not be able to sleep for the rest of the night in fear of seeing their lifeless bodies in my dreams.

Turning down Madison Avenue I sped up and let out a sigh as I took in all of the people walking along the sidewalk until I spotted Sav walk out of Burberry and over to a red Maserati and open the back of the SUV before putting all of the bags she held in the back.

Pulling my head away from her I sped up to take a free lane and get ahead of someone who was doing well under the speed limit, and I didn't wish to seem like an asshole in a nice car doing five under.

Getting to the corner of West 57th I slowed to turn and made my way towards One57 and slowed to a stop at the curb since this car didn't belong in the garage of my penthouse.

Opening the door I slid out and pushed the door shut before locking it over my shoulder as I got to the door of the building and headed to the elevator.