32. Huge Melons

Marcus’ POV

Deep down, I knew the reason I was eager to have this party was to prove how much control I had over my life. I hate that my father decides everything I do, always threatening me with his so-called ‘consequences.’

He wouldn't dare to give my inheritance to that beautiful stranger, would he?

Before he got into the Jeep, I overheard him speaking to his assistant manager over the phone, telling him to take charge while he was gone. That order should've been given to me. Why doesn't he trust me to run things in his absence?

He saw me like a little inexperienced child and treated me like one.

“Make sure you behave yourself while I'm gone. I don't want to hear any negative reports about you treating your stepsister badly, do you understand?” He asked me.

I nodded, but when he was out of the compound, I finally released the smirk I was suppressing.

‘Pftt, he wants me to behave like some dog.’

Not me. I'll do the exact opposite of what he asked. I'll hold a party so wild