When everything was alright a few hours ago, there was a massive party at the farmhouse in Miami, only to receive a call that he was needed urgently. David didn't even know why he was called to fly down from Miami to London, but he did.
He left the party and took the private jet back, only to get the shocking news of a lifetime: the death of his older brother. Nothing felt right, he was so disturbed that he rushed to the hospital to confirm if it was a prank.
A prank by his brother to make him come back home, however, when he entered the room he was shown. David nearly collapsed. He didn't want it to be the truth, but his innocent brother was lying on a hospital bed covered from head to toe, and the sight of him not breathing hurt him.
Furthermore, he always asked him not to work so much, but he never listened, he was sick but still worked as if life depended on it. And it was his ex-wife's fault. After she ran away with another man, she immediately gave birth to his brother's boys. She sent divorce papers to his brother. He was devastated and drowned his sorrows with work.
He turned into a workaholic and worked day and night to build an empire, the Williams empire, wealthy and established, their company was the best at making technology stuff.
His brother made their last name prestigious at just the mention of his last name. People bowed and respected him, but now he was no more, his brother was no more
“My sincere condolences” David heard someone say as they patted him on that shoulder and added something about his brother being a great man who cared about everyone around him. His head was lowered as he kept his hands to his front, not daring to look up.
They were at the cemetery saying their final goodbyes to his brother. The place was packed with so many people he didn't know. Of course, his brother was well-known, very famous and not just any famous, but he liked giving, and people took advantage of him
“Sorry for your loss,” another said as they hugged him, David Williams just stood there enduring the worst torture of his entire life. The people dressed in black expensive suits and dresses were all fake, they were pretending to be sorry for him and shedding fake tears because they knew the person they took advantage of and milked of his money was no more. He was glad his brother was resting because those leeches hugging him were good for nothing
“Thank you very much,” David said for the first time when one of the company shareholders approached him and said a few kind words, he was an elderly man who was why he removed his sunglasses and looked up at him.
“How are you feeling?” another one asked him. It seemed like they wanted him to drop to the ground and roll around in his tears as if he were a baby. They were busy mocking him, and he was just letting them.
He secretly glanced around, searching for his best friend. He was busy addressing a crowd that he wouldn't have been able to handle, knowing he couldn't hold a conversation for less than two minutes before he got bored.
Of course that only happened if the person was a man, if it was a woman, then that was where his charms came in handy
“Hey champ…the ceremony is almost done…people will now start placing flowers to say goodbye” his best friend finally decided to spare him some time as he came and stood beside him. They were both wearing black suits with sunglasses, David suggested the sunglasses so that he could hide. He preferred not to talk to anyone knowing people now start trying to be so friendly with him because he was now the rich man,
“How long huh… I'm sure my brother didn't want all this…these people are just leeches I tell you” David whispered to his friend Charlie. He was not only his friend, but his brother's most trusted man. He was intelligent and everything David wasn't. His brother sometimes wished he had a little brother like Charlie, responsible and loved working
“Shh…just endure this for five minutes, Dave…five minutes is all your late brother is asking for” Charlie leaned close to David and whispered through gritted teeth, his mouth was still closed, and David understood he didn't want anyone to hear him.
David let out a low chuckle knowing Charlie was already irritated with him, and hence he cleared his throat, straightened his back and looked up as the men were moving to and fro putting beautiful flowers on his brother's grave. He felt sad and burdened.
If only he was still alive. How on earth was the company going to run on its own? Most importantly, who would look after his spoiled boys. His two nephews. Troublesome humans were not only twins in appearance, but they had the same brain.
They thought alike and made people miserable at such a young age. David was so doomed that by the time Charlie guided him away from the cemetery, he was sweating, to make matters worse before they could reach where their car was parked.
A swarm of bees in form of reporters came out of nowhere. As much as he hated being on TV, the reporters rushed his way, a lot of them with flashing cameras and microphones which they pointed at him. He was devastated,
“Sir…what do you think about the death of your brother?”
“Sir…are you going to take over the company?”
“Mr. Williams, tell us why you never get married…is it true that you are gay” David was being fired with so many questions that he felt dizzy, the sun was hot, too hot for him that he felt suffocated. He was certain the reporters were just human leeches out to seek some cheap publicity.
It was like this every time. His brother used to tolerate them and raised their TV ratings, but he was no more. They jumped to him… In the past, the leeches never paid attention to him, not like he let them, but now they knew their bank balance was about to hit rock bottom.
They were doomed, and David smirked at that. And the point about him being gay was ridiculous, he chased anything in skirts and his brother always scolded him about settling down and finding a wife. But women were just gold diggers
“No questions please…this is a touchy moment for me”David looked up, removed his sunglasses and put on the saddest face he could find. He was handsome, even with a sad face, he killed it. He could see the female reporters blushing as they flashed their cameras, taking his pictures, and they wanted.
Charlie knew his friend's game more than anyone. It was like this every time. The desired David Williams, people died to see on TV, was answering to reporters. It was a big deal and women knew that.
“Please let Mr. Williams have some rest…no questions” after some time Charlie said as several security men rushed to make way for him, David was still with a sad face as he walked to the black SUV which was already opened for him. He quickly got in the back seat, so did Charlie, and he slammed the door as they both let out deep exhales
`Three good days… I'm so freaked out…my BP levels have gone high I swear”David let out a cry as soon as the car started moving, he carelessly tugged at his tie loosening it and took off his coat. Suits and stuff weren't his things,
"Calm down…it's your brother's funeral, “Charlie said, and David glanced back at him with a death glare that drilled holes if it could. His brother died three days ago, and they were making him run around the city when he could be wooing the next woman to his bed. Charlie just shook his head and took out his phone
“So no parties for you buddy…tomorrow morning work starts…the lawyer will bring the will and read it in front of the shareholders…as the only relative to your brother…congratulations my man…you are officially a billionaire,” Charlie said in the most dramatic way possible as he scrolled through his phone, his actions, and words had David sinking deep in his seat. His head was spinning again, and he knew surviving tomorrow was out of the question. He hated working and it was imprinted on his forehead.
“My brother shouldn't have died” David muttered in frustration when Charlie's phone vibrated. immediately, Charlieglanced at the screen and let out multiple curses which had David concerned
"Damn this girl, f**k this," Charlie continued cursing as he read through the large text he received
"Your careless sister?" David said with an eye roll while busy scrolling through his phone. Charlie's expression darkened as he read through the text
"She got to be kidding me… I'm done with this girl," Charlie said and tossed his phone away. David let out a chuckle and knew Charlie's useless sister had struck again
"She's useless," David muttered mockingly earning a glare from Charlie
"No, she's my sister… it will be great if you gave her a job now that she's fired," Charlie tried to call David since he was the new boss
"Of course not…why will I risk it, go and handle your sister while I get ready for the party," David said coldly and shoved his phone in his pocket. Charlie stared at him in disbelief and let out an exhale. Soon the car came to a stop
"Fine, I'll handle her…remember the lawyer will come to the mansion to read the will," Charlie reminded his friend before stepping out of the car. David didn't even bother when the door slammed and the car started moving
(Sammy)I blinked a few times as if trying to process what had just happened to me. After getting scolded by Trisha, who couldn't stop pointing out my flaws of not knowing how to keep my job despite being beautiful and intelligent, I decided to go out and loosen up a little. I was too exhausted to stay in bed and stare at the ceiling, wondering where it went wrong. Like always I was never alone, I invited my best friend, my partner in crime and the only woman who understood me for me,she never judged me and always supported me even when I was wrong. That was Christina for you. I called her Chris for short, and she was one hell of a friend, although she was a two-timer.“So let's get this straight…some bitchy hussy, called my friend names…in front of old men and threw you out?” Chris said as if she didn't get what I just told her, after we got to our favorite bar, kill 'em drinks, a funny name for a bar, but the name complimented the person who owned it. A sluggish nearly old man wi
(David's POV)I thought my day was over, at least I would have appreciated it if I didn't have to do so many things. A second ago, my life was fine, it was perfect, and I didn't have to bother about responsibilities, but I was sitting in the study room which I didn't know existed in the mansion. To be honest, I never stayed in my house for even an hour talking of seconds. I was always on the move, that was why I had bought many penthouses in every corner of London. My brother lived in a nice mansion, with his two boys I only came to visit when I needed something, but now here I was, going through some files which I didn't even want to look at. It had only been three days since my brother died, we buried him and now everything was on her head. I was beginning to get irritated“What is this…is there a way you can choose another CEO or whatever… I have no time for this!” I yelled in anger, tossing the two files I had in my hands aside as a low groan escaped my lips, my head was alread
(Sammy's POV)Three days passed, and I was still irritated. Staying at home all day was a pain in the neck, especially when I had a mother like Trisha, she was a greedy woman who loved nice things. Occasionally I wondered how dad tolerated her all for so long. My parents were like my role model, never a dull moment, and they were married for so long and even still I never heard them talk about separation, even when they had misunderstandings, They never let their children know about it which gave me and my twin brother a sense of having a perfect family. I was aware that a perfect family was not possible but with my parents, it was proof enough, that was why my twin brother worked hard to be a good man in life just like our father. He worked hard day and night to make sure we were well-educated, he took her to the best schools and gave us whatever we wanted. This was my problem and the problem everyone said I had. I was too spoiled from birth hence working seemed like an issue. Bu
(Sammy's POV)I thought my brother cared about me or even loved me, but that was a lie, it was clear he wanted to humiliate me. I arrived at the damned building, which was obviously glorious, and they kept me waiting. As much as I felt ashamed stepping on its grounds as soon as I got out of the shabby almost broken taxi I booked, I was stunned to find the interior was spectacular with standard. Nothing less expensive. She was now guessing why her brother was so classy and well off. He was successful and had a satisfying life with everything he needed. In the past, I never bothered to actually look into Williams corporation, which was a well-known company. Most of my friends I graduated with dreamed of being accepted at such a successful company. Unfortunately, I didn't even bother. My only concern was finishing my studies and getting free from all the noisy lecturers and their nagging, but now my eyes were seeing heaven. The atmosphere was pleasant such that I was feeling dizzy, s
I scanned the furniture arranged to the left side of the room which was black couches with a coffee table in the middle and a vase of artificial flowers which got my attention then shifted my eyes to the glass table with a leather chair which, I assumed, was the boss's chair“Please have a seat… Ms Morgan”the man said as he guided me towards the desk and pulled out a chair and I gracefully sat down and set my purse on the table as I adjusted my white jacket I decided to wear over the tuck in white shirt together with black trousers with black heels. I would rather not look unprofessional; hence I did my best and my best screamed beautiful.“So welcome… I'm sure you were told that this interview won't take long, but I'll only ask you a few questions”the man spoke as he rummaged through a few files on the table and took out a blue file which he shoved on the desk near me. I nodded and fixed my eyes on the file and the man nodded as well “good… I'm Chase Miller…the company's lawyer as
(David's POV)I paced around my so-called office like a wounded animal. My mind was a mess as I thought about the possibility of the court giving my brother's hard-earned wealth to strangers just because I was found not eligible to take care of two boys who were only four years old. I mean, the twins in question were my nephews who I loved, and they loved me a lot. I didn't see why I had to have a permanent woman living in my house all for having a stable home and a good environment for two kids who still needed the love of parents“Calm down already… I told you… I have this under control”I heard Charlie say with a chuckle and I stopped packing and turned to look at him, and he was busy scrolling on his phone. It was easy for him to say that everything was okay, but I was the one suffering, I was the one feeling the pain of having the weight of the world on my head, and now I was waiting for Chase to come back with the results I needed to get out of the situation even if I had to sa
(Sammy's POV)My world came crumbling down when the so-called man who was interviewing me returned with a large box, which, I thought, was a gift box. I was happy and sipping the champagne when I was told the shocking news of a lifetime and choked on the liquid as I coughed violently trying to grasp for some air. Even when the man rushed to my side to help me calm down, I pushed him away as I lifted my head and fixed my cold sharp eyes at him that he slowly backed away from my evil eye with a piercing gaze which would drill through a soul if it could. I thought I was dreaming hearing what the man had to say and like a fool he repeated the words as if the news were something good.“The contract you just signed is you approving to be Mr. William's part-time wife…your weekly payment has been sent already…kindly wear this wedding dress and wedding ring so that we can take pictures”he said seriously as if my anger were nothing, he shoved the box to me and my anger flared up. I couldn't br
(Sammy's POV)I thought my night would be in my favor or better yet at last get some shut eyes; however, that wasn't the case when I kept on waking up in the middle of the night due to a horrible nightmare. I was dreaming of my new life as a wife, and I was in the kitchen cooking with white flour all over me, including my face. I was dressed like an old lady from the 60s with a head wrap. Kids were crying like bees swarming around me, yelling mommy we want food. Mommy, I want this and that. I couldn't handle the pressure looking at all the little kids who were obviously my children and the sight of it scared me as I began feeling dizzy. My head was spinning and the bowl of something I had in my hands started slipping away as the yelling and screaming and crying repeated in my head. I was unable to take it anymore and felt as if I would explode any time soon and that.“Ahh!”a loud scream escaped my mouth as I woke up panting and catching my breath. I was disturbed as I scanned my surro