found you

chapter seven: the spark

alex's pov : 

"Wait, do you guys know each other?" she asked, her confusion evident as she looked back and forth between us, her shock mirrored on both of our faces. I wasn't sure what was happening between them, but one thing was clear; this was not good. Louis turned out to be just like my father—untrustworthy and deceitful. The thought that he might be acting this way because of me consumed my mind, and soon, anger took over.

"I wanted to discuss business with you, but it seems I've chosen the wrong time. Never mind, I have nothing more to say," I managed to say, though my mind was clouded with anger. I wanted to punch him so badly, but instead, I took a few steps closer and whispered into his ear, "Don't you dare, Louis."

I know his plan ,show my grandfather that I was unqualified to run the business, to damage our relationship, and thereby keep all the wealth for themselves. They didn't know what had happened while they were living their best life as a family of three. The only family I had was my grandfather, and they clearly didn't understand the true nature of our relationship. They probably think I use him for money. There is a strong connection between people's character and their views. Liars suspect everyone of lying, cheaters think everyone is cheating, and good people believe in the goodness of others.

He smirked at me, but I was the one who had the right to smirk. I turned around and walked away

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I was deep in thought and not in the mood to handle the boys’ playfulness, so I turned toward my grandfather’s mansion. I visit him often because I don’t like him being alone, even though he isn’t the type of old person who feels left out. He knows how to live, even better than I do. He keeps traveling, loves reading, and don’t get me started on all the sports he does. He’s great at staying young, but he’s the only family I’ve got, and the thought of losing him terrifies me.

At one point, it was important for me to move out and get my own life. It was his advice, but I still often spend the night at his place, since the boys love coming over to my place. I parked in the driveway, and a smile quickly appeared on my face.

"Hey, listen to your mom, Luca!" I called out playfully. He was running away from his mother, refusing to go inside. He ran toward me and hid behind my leg.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Alexander. He hasn’t been listening to me lately," she said, trying to grab his hand.

"It's fine, let him be," I reassured her as I knelt down to Luca’s level. "Luca, what’s going on, buddy? Why are you giving your mama a hard time?"

He looked up at me with his big brown eyes. "But she started it! She promised to take me on a trip. I got ready, packed my things, and even drew pictures of it. But it's been a month now. You all tell me to keep my promises, but what about you?"

He stumbled over some words, being just five years old. I looked at Maya, and she looked embarrassed.

"Okay, first, you can’t do this to your mom. She’s your mother, and you always have to listen to her. And yes, you should always keep your promises and be a man of your word. But also, be understanding. Sometimes people have it hard, especially adults. They have responsibilities and bills to pay. Now, I want you to apologize to your mother and promise not to upset her again."

He turned to her, "I'm sorry, Mom."

"Now, would you be interested in going on a trip with me? If your mom gives permission, of course."

She smiled and nodded, and he started jumping with joy and hugging me.

"Dinner will be in five minutes, Mr. Alexander," she said, mumbling a thank you, and I nodded at her. I walked inside and headed straight to my grandfather’s office. I knocked on the door and entered. He was a bit surprised to see me, as he wasn’t expecting me today.