Cruel actions

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Slauson let out another deep, slurred mournful sigh, rubbing his hands over his face. The files shattered on the table echoed his failure and was torturing him. It was the most devastating shit. He just went bankrupt.

Needing a drink, he pushed back his seat and went for the bottle of martini on the small table in the middle of his office. He poured himself a glass. It was almost noon and not the best time to drink, but his nerves were a wreck. He needed some kind of intoxication, to distract him from his damning reality.

Again, he glanced at the files and his eyes clogged with tears. They were his accounts and the glaring proof that he just lost everything.

For the past months, he's been a mess. With Jordy's lover demanding his son back and with Jordy completely forgetting about their short-term bond, he felt like a complete failure.

Feeling played and used, he fell into an abyss of depression and brooding. He barely came to work. The affairs of the caf