This book will contain strong sexual themes, mature language, violence, and will move fast.
The doors opened and the previous boss walked in with the wife before the new boss walked in.
You got to be fucking kidding me
Scarlett Valentino. Now there'...
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"Do you want to start explaining what that was" mum asks
"What" I question
"Oh I don't know maybe the fact you slept with her" Mum says
"Oh no" Dad says leaning against a wall
"Mother" I grin "it was a tiny fling nothing more nothing less. And if I knew who she actually was I wouldn't have touched her with a barge pole"
I hear a sigh from both parents as I grab I bottle of whiskey from the plane and walk off. Did I know where I was heading no. But right now I wanted a fight and I knew exactly where to go.
Sam, Zayn and Kyle ended up following me as the others headed to the mansion. I walked down a flight of stairs before we ended up in the underground fighting area.
"Are you sure this is a good idea" Sam asks
"Yes cause it's this or punching bags and people are better to practice on" I grin
As I watch the fights I place the whiskey bottle down before getting a closer view. The smell of blood and achool could be smelt all over the place.
I had a few more drinks before I blacked out and had no idea what I was doing. All i know is by the time I came out my black out I was being taken out by Sam as Zayn and Kyle followed behind.
They walked out the whole place before placing me into a car. Sam stayed in the back as Kyle and Zayn were at the front.
"Your no fun" I complain
"Well I'm your brother I'm not meant to be fun" Sam grins
"Where should we take him" Zayn Asks
"Back to the mansion" Kyle says
"In this state" Zayn says
"Where else do we take him back to a pub" Sam pipes up
"Why don't we go to a strip club" I suggest
"The only strip club you'll go to is your bedroom" Sam says
"You got me strippers" I grin
"Yes it's called your mirror when you get dressed" Sam smirks
"Your no fun" I chuckle
"God he has blood on his hands" Kyle pipes up
"I do not" I whine
"Oh god does someone have something I can wipe this off with" Sam says
"My jacket" Zayn says
Sam grabs tissues before he starts wiping the blood of my hands.
