The Billionaire Darkness

Chapter One-Hundred-Six

Adrian Winters

Pulling out of Thornbrook in my manual R8 which I'd admit I liked the gated shifter. I felt connected to it and for once I wasn't with Sav, she had been in a mood today and had recently been going off at me about minor things. The petty arguing wasn't something I wished to do today so I simply ignored her.

Flooring it I shifted from second to third then fourth before having to go back to first at the light.

It was an easy focus too paying attention to the road and shifting at a certain point since I red line shifted unlike most people who would wait until around two thousand rpm to do so not really realizing it's a sports car, and is meant to perform well at high rpm.

The light changes green and I shift up into second then third and allow the car to travel along at a consistent speed as I began to near One57.

This school year was almost over too and sooner rather then later we would all get through it. The only problem was the last two months there was so much pressure to finish everything and get your grade as high as one could though all I really wanted was to get through it.

Each year that passed I got more and more annoyed and irritable towards the bullshit of Thornbrook. Money and status meant more to most of my peers than actually building relationships and close bonds with one another. I hated it. I also hated the feeling digging at me inside.

I had an entire digital folder holding all of the proof that I had since joining Demetri, and I also had others, plans and operations, places of dens and hideouts banking officials and city ambassadors. It was part of a growing interest I had with cultivating the people I surround myself with, and in future when I was the CEO of Winters Group I wanted to reinvent what the company represented, not just the tower but how the company conducted itself.

That was the problem many people lived under the thumb of Winters Group coming down on whoever tried anything illegal since WGI had so much influence over the years. But now it was gone and I was the ghost of an heir that would take over. I earned a different name, because of my clothing and attitude. An attitude if I could keep I would be able to hide the true scale of my ambitions.

The world fucked up by giving me so much money and a century of family legacy.

Pulling up to the front of One57 I debated parking curb side but I also didn't want water spots on my car so I preferred the garage where my friends would also escape the dreary weather.

Using my password, I drove down into the concrete room that held my fleet of vehicles before parking on one side and getting out though I knew I could have left the vehicle in the middle like I often did.

Turning to look back I stared at all of my friends chaotically parking spare for Nico who was the only neat parker besides me all the time. The other two boys would park how they wish when at our homes.

Riley was the absolute worst.

I'd caught him many times parking perfectly diagonally and then I can't get out of my driveway.

He's like the lovable little brother though. He's a fucking doorknob sometimes but he's also just that way because he can be around us. His parents because of their law firm have different expectations.

Watching the boys slip out of their vehicles and follow me towards the elevator.

"So how are you Adrian, you've been quiet all day."

"He's putting up with you two idiots," Nico says and I scoff internally though I pretended to be focused on the button pad to get up to my penthouse.

"We're not idiots," Riley protests looking dumbfounded.