Ryan
Alcohol has always been the best way to clear out the thick cloud in your mind. It’s my third bottle and I pour some to my glass. I down it in a second like I was drinking water.
I’m in the bar in our house. I’m here to clear my head, and find a solution to my heart burning in pain and it is always about that girl. Elena.
I sit in my silence. Memories of the fight I had with Daniel runs through my head. Daniel must be crazy to be dancing after her like a pet. I will never believe my dad did that and I wouldn’t blame Daniel for saying that. It is not his fault and if you ask me, he needs help. I need to help my brother to come back to his senses.
“The fuck why you drinking so much bro?” I feel a hand slaps on my shoulder. Tyson grabs the next seat beside me as he grabs the half bottle of alcohol.
“This is the only way to sort out yourself as a man.” I smirk.
“Calm down… Calm down, bro.” he taps my shoulder again the second time. This is the first time I’m seeing him not smoking. Tyson’s method to clear out his mind was getting high, that is why his clothes smell differently from ours, except he uses his manly perf.
“Tell that to Daniel. He is sick in the brain.” I roll my eyes and slap the table by mistake as I try to grab the glass of my drink.
“I think he needs help. Elena could be doing something to him. There’s no way dad would be the culprit.” Darius said from the hallway walking towards us. He grabs himself a glass as well.
“You brothers are right. Your brother Daniel needs help.” Dad comes through the back door. It seems like this is going to be a family meeting with Daniel excluded. Who knows where the fuck he is right now.
“Right dad. You are back?” I squint my eyes, trying to focus because I already feel dizzy due to the alcohol.
“What do you all suggest we do?” Darius asks. He is downing another glass. I suppose the nature of alcohol is tricky. It energize you to pour more into your glass and gulp down because of the sweet flavor that touches your tongue before the actual alcohol.
“We don’t know what Elena plans to do yet, but certainly it is to bring us all down. I just think now that she has Daniel by her side. It could be possible.” Dad says as he takes off his black suit.
“Why the fuck does she want to bring us down? She got what she deserved for trying to punish me by lying about the video!” I mindlessly slap hard the table in front of me.
“Son, she doesn’t think that way. She thinks it’s me. Daniel also believes that shit.” He urges when we don’t reply.
“We could make Daniel come back, or else we will kick him out of our family like a rogue.” I sneer, and grab another bottle and downs it.
“That could be harsh, but only if he doesn’t comply. He would have no option but to be out.”
“Hey dad, when is mom coming back? It’s been a long while.” I ask after my mom who has been out of the country for months now, due to some work. I can’t tell who among them is quite busy, it should be the both of them.
“That’s right, I was about to tell to you guys. Your mom will be returning today. That gives us a reason for a party tonight.” He smiles. I always see this genuine smile on his face whenever we talk about mom. This is one of the reasons I think Daniel is going crazy for saying he raped Diana. Dad does love mom, and he would never cheat on his lovely wife.
“I wanna be the one to pick her up at the airport, please.” I raise my voice. I always love to pick her up, but this would be the first time. Dad always goes against it.
“You can go ahead while we make arrangements for the house party. Mind you, some of our business and official friends would attend. So do well to fix yourselves.” He says and turn to the stairs.
“Hey, dad, what do we do about Daniel?” I call him.
“Tell him about the threat. He is gonna be out if he keeps mentioning that girl or supporting her, or even going as far as protecting her.” He says coldly with a straight face.
“Protecting her?” I repeat the words to myself. “What does he mean by protecting her? I mean as our mates it is our duty to protect her, but Daniel doing it alone sounds weird. If she had been a good girl, it wouldn’t have led to this.” I shriek, forgetting dad is waiting for me to say something back to him. “Definitely.” I tell him. I see him sigh out of relief as he proceeded up the staircase.
After the discussion. I drink the remaining bottle and struggle up to my room to take a cold shower. My brothers didn’t have much alcohol as I did, they don’t feel dizzy like I am right now.
Not rushing, after a shower I will have a nap before driving to the airport. She could arrive late at the airport, so there is enough time for me to sleep.
I walk towards my bed after taking a nice bath. I don’t wear any shirt as my flat stomach and chest exposes. I only have a short on to cover my dick. I fall to my stomach on the bed and I pass out.
hours later, I hear some noises from the living room. It’s a loudspeaker because I could feel the vibration right from the walls of my room. I struggle to get up from the bed, and check the time. It is 6 p. m. Shit! I have to pick up mom. How the hell did I oversleep?
I grumble, slapping my hand a little on the wall as I amble to my closet to pick up a pair of designer suits. It’s my mom’s arrival today, I have to dress well and look more handsome than I have ever been. I take a pair of a white suits and a pair of my white designer shoes. I go for a silver wristwatch and begin to dress. I’m all dressed when I grab my wristwatch from the bed. I check my reflection in the mirror. My pose is straight as I see my sexy blue eyes ignited by the color of the suit I chose tonight.
For the past few months, I left my hair to grow a little bit longer. I love the style of my hair, especially when my hair falls to the side. I see my fingers through the mirror, fixing the wristwatch into my other hand. I’m done with that when I wear a nice cologne, I would always choose even though I’m blindfolded.
I look too hot. I take my keys from the shelf in my room close to the flower pot before I step out. I leave a mess everywhere. The housemaid will come to clean it up soon, at least before the party ends.
I roll down the stairs, people are already coming to the party and everything is set up. I don’t ask who, or how so fast because everything can be done with money. My father got people to do anything he wants. All he has to do is deal with cash.
“Sleepyhead is up.” Darius comes closer, slapping my back. He always does that. He has always been a fine boy. I mean we all are so we don’t compliment ourselves.
“Yo! I woke up late. Couldn’t you wake me up?” I roll my eyes.
“You were in your dreamland bro. You didn’t even know when I came to fuck a girl in your room!” He laughs. Damn, he is crazy. The party isn’t fully started yet and he is already rocking on some asses?
“I need your dick roasted.” I laugh as I find myself at the entrance. I can barely recognize the entrance of my house. It looks so different, could decoration make things entirely different from the former? I love the designs and they are mom’s favorite colors.
There are so many cars parked outside, well my dad made a lot of space in his mansion, a lot that could contain a hundred of cars. He is the Alpha and he is a well-known man. There is always a case he makes use of this large space he created.
In this crowd I can’t find my car except I use my keypad to look for it. The light of my car turns on. I amble to the location where it lights up. I enter as I start the engine as soon as possible. I check my wristwatch again. It is about 6:30 p. m. Mom must be at the airport already. I don’t want to give her a call. I want to surprise her by picking her up by myself. And she mustn’t know there is a surprise party at home for her.
The night is dark and cool, since there’s no traffic I drive fast, making the atmosphere feel like a paradise. Since I heard mom would be returning, the atmosphere feels a lot different. It is as though I’m breathing an entirely different air that nobody knows about.
I knew I would drive in about forty minutes because my speed was high. I’m at the airport and I find myself some space to park in. There’s a little crowd, and it might be difficult to find mom but since her surname is French. I just need to ask a few officials about her arrival.
I make an inquiry from one and I’m directed to take a left turn and there’s a waiting room. I spot an ever-good-looking lady with long brunette hair who looks like she is in her twenties but actually she is in her forties. She is sitting on a leather couch and waiting.
Apart from Elena, she is the second most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I don’t deny the fact that Elena is beautiful, even though I’m offended by her. She’s a beauty as well. And the fact mom look so much more beautiful at this age needs to be added to the world book of records.
I wait to play some act, I take back the dark shade on my eyes as I adjust my clothes probably and walk like a gentleman, well I’m not, but for her…
“Excuse me, beautiful lady, may I take a seat beside you?” I wanna see if she does recognize her son, with the dark shade on.
“Sure you can seat be-” then she screams. “Wait! Oh my God! You playing pranks on me, Ryan!” She jumps up to hug me. Mom has the same height as Elena. Thank God for our dad, we are so tall. As she hugs me, I tower over her. People who don’t know us would think I’m her man.
“Oh my God.” She pulls out of the hug, still covering her mouth with her hands. She’s surprised to see me. I love the feeling of that.
I help her with her luggage into the trunk of the car, and let her sit in the passenger’s seat. I don’t drive fast as I did while I was on my way here. Mom is here and she would probably scold me if she knew.
In about an hour because of the normal drive, we reach home. She’s surprised as she sees a lot of cars parked outside.
“What’s going on here?” Her brow climbs up. “Who is having a party? Your dad told me nothing about this.” She wants to frown and they’ve been the best couples I know. He never hides anything from her.
I pull up at the parking lot and we step out. I quickly send a text to my brothers and dad to tell them we’ve arrived so they can arrange the surprise. They give me a signal that my message was received. I smile as I throw my phone back into my pocket and take Mom’s hands like a queen who would always have an escort.
I reach the entrance with her, and with a foot, I kick the door open when she is suddenly stunned by the surprise. She screams, and I see tears of excitement in her eyes. She lets go of my hands as she walks to her husband. He engulfs her in a tight hug like a cute couple. Everyone begins to cheer for them, and then my brothers walk forward to give her a tight hug and kiss her cheek.
I’m excited, the atmosphere is amazing and I want nothing to ruin it tonight. After the warm hugs, the party begins to start in full. Couples begin to set out to dance. They are also people who just mainly focus on alcohol or some who are secretly digging their fingers into the panties of the ladies beside them.
I suddenly feel bored, while everyone is busy. I can’t spot my brothers as well, and I know what they should be doing obviously.
I get up from my seat to get a glass of alcohol. I know I’ve been drinking alcohol but like I said it is the only thing a man needs to sort out himself.
“You want some drink?” A female waitress bring the exact alcohol I was about to go fetch. As I take the glass from her. I suddenly scan her up and down. She has a black mask above the bridge of her nose but her legs are familiar, smooth and clean… I can’t see her hair because she has a cap on.
She retreated. As she walk away, I get to peek the color of her panty. She looks hot like a slut but she is just a waitress. I’m about to take my eyes off her and return to my seat when I see a hint of red. Red hair.
“Elena?” I say to myself with uncertainty in my tone.
It’s her! Her legs… Her steps…Her slutty clothes! Sexy voice! It’s fucking her. The way she represented as a waitress and a lot more like a stripper from a bar. What the hell is she doing here?
I don’t want to ruin the party with my voice so I follow her up to where she is heading to. It is the kitchen and nobody is there except her. I enter and shut the door lock.
“What are you doing here, Elena?” I demand in my hoarse voice.
“What? Can’t I party?” She rolls her eyes, flinging the cap from her head as her hair rolls down to her back. She bends over and I see her pussy through the panty she’s wearing. My dick is slowly reacting to it and I have no idea what plan she has. And why she is here.
“Who invited you? This is not some birthday party that you can just show up at. It’s my mom’s welcome party.” I tell her.
“Screw that. Party is party… Can’t I party with the family that pretends to be nice in front of everyone else?” She bends down more. I wonder what she’s trying to pick up or she plans to make me dance to her tune as well?
“You gotta be out of here!” I yell as I come closer. I grab her hands and pin them to the wall.
“Why? You don’t want your mom to know your dad is a rapist? How would she feel when she finds out? Tsk! It’s something I can’t wait to see.” She laughs in my face, and I clench on the wall in anger. That is a deadly threat. Mom loves dad. If Elena should tell the lies to mom, she will be hurt.
“We both know you can’t do that Elena. And we both know my dad isn’t the rapist.” I tell it to her face through gritty teeth.
She pulls out her hands from my grip and slap me. “A son would always be like his father, like father like son.” She curses at me. I didn’t see the slap coming, and I let go of her as I try to think of what just happened. If I’m to react it could be worse. Because of the part, I don’t say anything but I’m fuming in anger.
“Whether you believe it or not, I can’t wait to see your downfall when I expose him. As for your mom? I can’t wait to see her tears.” She chuckles as she walks out of me.
Shit, who is this person that is wearing Elena’s face? I can’t believe this is her. She is no longer fearful but brave.
Mom can’t find out about the nonsense she’s trying to pull up. Dad didn’t rape her. It’s not dad. He wouldn’t do it!