Obsessed

three | no

June

"You know what Randun? I think it's time for a change, a new approach, ya know? I've been too cold with the way I do things." I come to realize. Randum quietly hums as he dusts the antique's in my living room.

They were my mothers choice of decor when I first moved in, and although, I had no interest in picking out what would go inside my humble abode, I do regret not telling her to take these ugly as fuck vases with her.

Why do I need a vase of a Greek dude with his dick out? I'm not sure.

"Sir, I'm well aware of your profound obse- love for this girl, but consider the consequences that come with it. Your father, the company, and eveything else at stake when you decide to follow such desires." He responds.

I look up at the ceiling, taking in all he said.

Randun, my butler, watched me grow up.
From my time in my mother's belly to now, he's been more present than my annoying sperm donor. Ranting to him is nothing new.

He was Mo when Mo wasn't Randum. The only two people I could tell my thoughts to. The only people that gave me solid advice, sometimes that I never followed.

Nonetheless, he was sort of like a grandpa to me.

The only problem is that whatever Don Vatican says to me goes into one ear and comes out the other. He has these grand plans for my future yet never informs me of them and makes these decisions on his own. He's a control freak with no chill, and I still question my mom as to why she married a complete douchebag, yet again like father like son.

When it came to looks? I was my mother's male carbon print.

However, when it came to personality me and my dad nearly parallel, I'm not as irritating or condescending as he is but I do have somewhat of a temper.

Now I knew I was bound to be the heir of TEIC inc, but I didn't know I was going to be forced into marrying some bimbo brainless bitch on top of that too. It's like he wants me to lose it. If there's one thing that man is good at, it's pissing me off.

Dealing with company matters is one thing, to deal with Sandra was another.

I wasn't going to be with her just cause her dad would be a good business partner. She needs to get herself a sugar daddy, whatever desperate old man that decides to deal with her, cause I'm Lya's.

"No."