The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 1: The deals on

As I got out the car walking towards the secret location, I thought about the outcome of this one particular deal.  It was my brother Brad. Well, he wasn't my biological brother , but we grew up together.

"Did you bring the stuff?" Brad said then where our eyes met.

"No I didn't." I said sarcastically, thinking it would livin the mood a little.

Me just staring at Brad opening that Gucci duffle bag, guilt just struck my face. I had no other choice it was either me or him.

Me staring off in a deep trance , feeling like the fear in my stomach was about to come rushing up my throat. I was really about to kill my bestfriend.

The thought of me killing him was unbearable, but what the hell! I have to what I have to do, it's just business. When Brad turned his head I pulled my gun so swiftly from my back pocket, it was like a snake about to devour its prey. I closed my eyes an took the shot. As I grabbed the drugs an ran towards my beamer I seen flashbacks playing in my head like a movie theater,  Me & Brad laughing have a genuine moment, But it was strictly business.

It was just hard to put all of this into perspective.

I sped off doing about 80 mph on the way to my 1.2 million dollar house.

Things like that don't come easy, growing up a poor kid like me I jumped head first into this business. As a kid my father never really didn't teach me much ole low down bastard left my mom for another family. But we didn't need him my mother did the best she could. I ran away and started my own business, if I do say so myself it's going pretty damn good.

I don't like to come off as a obnoxious jack ass, but my snow-white teeth, silky flowing blonde hair going to back, and cheekbones make up for that. Anyways I have this big ass house with just me and my girl Mia. I met her in France, while I was doing a drop off. She's all I need in this business really is just her support. I have really big deal that's about to pop off soon so she needs to be here right about now, so we can discuss it.

"Hey Mimi, where have been?" I asked Mia as she walked in the door, like she just walked off of a catwalk.

Mimi was her childhood name only I & her family know.

With so many Mac & chanelle bags. I already knew she has been maxing the hell out my debit card.

"Shopping". Mia said letting that French accent roll of her tongue.

"I noticed." Me pouring a scotch bringing it up to my pink lips.

For some reason Mia was kinda elated, I must admit she does look sexy.  She walked up to me, then my eyes met her thunder greys.

Me just staring at her made me horny. As we walked to the bedroom Mia slipped her pink Victoria secret panties off throwing them in my faces. The smell of perfume lingered around my nose.

A sneaky smirk fell upon my face me knowing what was about to go down. She unbuttoned my all white long sleeve, rubbing against every single one of my abs. Me just staring into her light grey eyes turned me on more , rubbing my fingers through her soft brown hair, kissing her soft pink lips, it was all a blur.

We sexed through the night.

"Wha— the f*ck!!!!" I rolled finding this old wrinkled bastard standing over me.

"Who the f*ck are yo— " I said he cut me off. Me staring in shock, mostly me just wanting to punch him in the face.

"I'm Adam your new butler". He said looking down at me when a sneaky smirk fell upon his lips.

That fucker looks damn familiar. I didn't worry about it.  I start racing down stairs, nothing on but Calvin Klein, and one sock.

"Who the hell hired a butler?!?!" I said to Mia damn near shaking out of fear.

"I did." Mia said with wrinkles in her forehead in confusion.

"We don't a need a f*cking butler". I said angrily, with my nose turned up in disgust, letting him into my house.

"Mi—" Adam mumbled quickly catching himself.

"What did he just call you???" Me going into a deep thought of suspicion. But what he just said drouned out my train of thought.