Chapter 112

Since he arrived back in the States, all James did was eat, drink and fuck. If his father thought he was useless, he was going to live up to the reputation.

He got up from his bed, where Kendra lay on the other side and passed out. James put on his silk robe and walked out of the room. His house was now a prison; his father made sure that there were guards posted at every entry and exit. But he was able to sneak Kendra in because it was his house, and he knew it better than the guards, which meant that he could leave whenever he wanted; he just didn't want to, and he had no reason to.

He had no job because his father had removed him as CEO, and the woman he loved was on the other side of the world, and until his court case was over, he couldn't go anywhere near her. James wobbled down to his bar and grabbed a bottle of bourbon; he didn't even bother taking a glass and pouring the drink; he drank straight from the bottle.

“Hmm Hmm.” Someone cleared their throat and J