Jordan P.O.V
I looked down at my phone. 2 missed calls Oh sh*t I had missed a call from Dad, he was going to kill me. I jumped out of bed and grabbed my pants off the floor. I ran over to my wardrobe and through on a black shirt that was nearest the door. As I walked in to the bathroom i found the maid already cleaning.
"Oh Sorry Mr Maxwell I thought you were already gone." I looked at her since when did Dad fire the old maid I wondered. I don't know why I even noticed the change, it's not like I was the best person to notice changes especially irrelevant things like that.
"You should be I'm an important person around here!" It annoyed me that she had interrupted me. I continued with what I was doing. Before leaving I grabbed my keys from the kitchen. I half ran across the car park when I left the elevator. Dad was going to kill me for sure I was already really late for his stupid meeting. He’d probable give me one of his lectures about time is money when you work in his business.
Jumping in to my R34 Skyline before speeding off down the road to the mansion I was meeting Dad at. It was one of the ones he had inherited from his father (aka my grandfather) Even though dad had 2 other siblings he had inherited almost everything. Dad’s sister Loraine had been married off so she was not entitled to anything and my uncle, Henry had been banished from the family properties because he had always "made a fool of the family" or at least that's what I was told.
Driving up the driveway to Dad's mansion I parked the car in front of the door, hoping out of it before walking up to the mansion. I made my way down the hall to the end were a large office was hidden behind a huge mahogany frame. I knocked on the door before entering.
Inside I took a seat opposite the large desk my father hid behind when trying to sound stern and furious. This was usually reserved for me. The room had a sense of something in it that always made it hard to relax but I guess that was how dad loved it. To always make the other person uncomfortable so he had the upper hand of an argument.
“The annual ball is to night! You planning on bringing anyone?” This question was extremely annoying as he knew I wasn’t planning on bringing anyone. I hadn’t brought anyone to any family events. Not that you could really call it a family event since mother wouldn’t be there and neither would my brother.
“No, I wasn’t planning on it” I started directly at his face as I answered. A trick with my father was to never show fear or to be shy; if you ever did you would see a deadly evil grin appear on his withered face.
“Then that is all for now you may leave!”
“You called me here just to ask me something that you already knew the answer to?”
“Well since you don’t answer your phone when I call then I have to.”
“How could I have answered it I was a sleep?”
“If you didn’t spend your entire time out partying then maybe you could get up like a normal person. It’s about time you settled down now with a proper lady other than that trash” He pointed at a newspaper article from last week before continuing “This is bad publicity for my business and I’m sick of it. I don’t know how you can expect me to hand this business over to you someday if you’re not ever serious enough to find a proper lady!” I was fuming by now, how dare him tell me who I can and can’t see.
“I never went out with her. The journalist just took the photo when she had walked into me and slapped a headline on saying it was my new girlfriend”
“I don’t care if it really happened or not----“
Before he could finish I turned on my heels and left him standing there ranting away to himself. I hoped in to my car and turned the ignition on. Taking off down the driveway and drifting out the gate sideways on to the road before driving away.
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Author’s Note!!
Sorry if this isn't great but I’m new to this so please don't judge my book until you read some more!! :) Hope ye all enjoy! :P
Donna!!! ;)
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