Chapter Sixteen

He stretched out both hands as he held his hips, flexing his waist side ways Charles gazed at himself in the mirror. His board chest bulging and ready for the day.

He flexed his fingers around his brown curly hair, Charles Davenport was a complete definition of handsome.

Over the years while he was in the U.S , ladies flocked around him , he had lots of girlfriends and side chicks. He equally spent a lot on women and he drank a lot.

Charles had gotten really lucky with business deals , all the deals he had made made him twice as rich as he was that was the reason for the sudden wealth he owned.

But each day Charles Davenport slept with a strange lady who he probably meet with in the club,he felt he was missing out something and that was his ist love Irene.

Charles walked out of his bedroom to the ground floor of the building.

“Good morning sir, what would you like for breakfast this morning”. Johnson said as he bent his head to greet his boss.

Charles looked at him.

“Ar