Stefan pov.I stared at the picture maker slyly with a raised brows, I was so sure that he was confused, judging from the way he was staring at me with his mouth slightly opened. Well, I wasn't expecting him to get what I was saying, he was the one that seemed bent on getting it by force, so I told him. "Can you please shut your mouth? It's beginning to turn irritating and stop trying to get my words, just do your work and get the fuck out of here after."He shut his mouth in deep embarrassment, clenching his fork and knife very tight that I wondered who he wanted to stab. "Am I save? Or should I call the guards to throw you out of my mansion?" I questioned him and he laughed nervously, I stared at him wondering if he was okay."You are save sir, I'm just wondering why your wife will leave you, I mean you're so rich and handsome, so why? Women can just be so ungrateful most times." He said and I spun to my feet in anger."Are you nut? It's like you hit your head somewhere and you're m
Stefan pov.I stood up back from the floor where I fell into and stared around the room again. My pictures with that of Mabel's were hung around the room in many different styles, some had Mabel sitting on my laps as I sat on a seat, some was our pictures on our bed, some had us kissing and smooching each other and we were just staring romantically at each other in some.I stood still very shocked, I was not expecting him to get all those pictures and for the fact that the pictures felt real, like it was just happening, which gave me a feeling that Mabel was just by my side and that everything was okay.I took my night bath that evening, before going down the stairs for dinner as I was so hungry. The only food I had eaten since the morning was my breakfast.I was sure that Mabel wouldn't have allowed that, if she was to be there with me. She would have either cooked lunch with us as we were going to the company, or just get us both some snacks in the company. I missed her so much.As
Stefan pov.I stared at my director as he kept on glaring at me, his lively and joking self had drastically turned to that of a furious and dangerous person but it didn't freaked me, I was so damn serious and I couldn't kept on doing what my soul and spirit hated, all because of the money I was deriving from it and of course because of the fame it brought.I decided not to say a thing to my director and just proceeded to the bathroom for a long and thorough bath but he won't let me be, he followed me in.He then spoke to me, but this time, he spoke less angrily, "Stefan, do you think of this so well? You're taking this so far, I badly want to believe that you are just kidding and that you will just laugh now and go back in to that room and finish what you've started."I sighed and got rid of the remaining clothing on me, which was my underwear short, staying nakedly in front of my director, not like there was still anything on my body that everybody haven't seen before, well, maybe ap
Stefan pov.The car was silent for the remaining journey til we got to our destinations, which was a mansion, owned by Owen, George and me. We contributed some moneys together to build it and just to have a property we can point to that is collectively owned by the three of us.I got out of the car with Ralph, and we began to walk deeper into the compound together, "Sir, I got the meeting scheduled and it is tomorrow's morning." He told me.I glanced at him, thinking that tomorrow's morning was too early, I still have to sit down and think of every possible questions I would be asked, so that I could have a befitting answer for each and everyone of the questions I would be asked. "Why tomorrow's morning? Why not next week?" I questioned him."It's not my fault sir, they are just in such an hurry to listen to you, and of course to have you among them. I really tried to convince them, but they didn't want to listen. Maybe I should tried calling them, instead of just chatting with them."
Stefan pov.I woke up the next morning at 7am, the supposed time for the interview and even as I woke up so late, I made no attempt of getting out of bed as I couldn't sleep throughout the night, I was thinking of what my father can possibly do to me this time for disobeying him.I can still remember Owen and George's voices whispering their advises in my ears. "If he try a shit, get him arrested, I will make sure to follow you to the interview tomorrow and I won't go with you alone, I will go with the cops as you have rightly know that I love my head so much." Owen had said. Although, I had laughed it off when he talked, I know the Owen that had been my friend didn't joke with matters like this and I'm sure that the cops will be there with him, just if dad does something crazy.George too was not left out, "You know I know that you're scared, but there is nothing to be afraid of, if you're afraid, just look behind you and when you see us, be calm, because we won't let anything happen
Stefan pov.I stared at Ben in astonishment as I tried to reason well to his question before answering, so that I won't give myself out and give the press a pleasure or space for criticism. I was in-between, I was thinking that my father must have told him to ask that question because the conflict between my father and me was not so obvious, so nobody must have given him a clue and I had no befitting answer for him.My friends stood up to their feet, ready to show themselves to the cameras and to tell Ben to fuck off, but they were stopped by the watch guards at the door, who were just there to make sure that everything was intact. They were made to sit down back unwillingly.But as always, Ralph was there to stop the shits, he stepped forward with a frown on his face, "I think your question is too personal, try asking one that has nothing to do with his father.""Oh! I'm sorry, I will keep that in check." Ben said and Ralph nodded before stepping back to his previous position.I glan
Stefan pov.I stood still on the spot in shock, even when dad left, I couldn't still move from my spot, I glued my eyes to my shoes in great embarrassment, I've never been so humiliated all my life and for the fact that I couldn't do anything hurts more, he was my father for fuck sake!"Come on man, I think we should leave now, the people are watching, you can decide to do anything when we get home where we will be alone." Owen said to me and patted my shoulder gently, trying to comfort me.I began to move with my head fixed on the floor and my friends followed behind me immediately."Is he okay?" I heard one of the people muttered to her neighbors and they all began their gossiping."How can you ask something like that when you know that he is not?""I've always known you to be very dumb but don't know that your dumbness is this serious."The people around just kept on talking, but I decided to shut my ear away from listening further.We all got into the car and it began moving with
Stefan pov.I came down from the plane in New York City and breath-in the fresh air, feeling at peace. This is the exact thing I want. I thought and began with my remaining journey out of the plane and down to the floor. I adjusted my blinds and face cap I used as disguise so as not to be recognized.I met a man holding a medium size banner with my name boldly written on it, giving me a clue that he was the man that Ralph prepared for me to take me to my lounge."You must be Mr Stefan." The man asked me and I nodded. "Please come with me." He told me.I followed the man to the car he was with, as he helped me to fix my luggage inside the trunk, and I entered with him without saying anything to each other, I was not in the mood for any discussion, and all I wanted was to just get to my hotel room and relax for the day, and maybe check in at a restaurant for the night.When we got at the hotel Ralph prepared, the man helped me in signing-in into the hotel and we left the lobby to the el