Chapter 72

Klaus

I glanced at Justin as he took another long drag of the cigar, smoke slowly escaping his lips.

“Speak, man, I am listening…what's the message?”

My father is a very proud man. Ever since I left the house a week ago, he is yet to call me. I know his ego wouldn't let him, but I had no doubt he had been keeping tabs on me through Justin.

“Well, he said to ask you to come back home as you have a wedding to attend in a week,” Justin sniggered, his chest rising and falling as he went full blown and laughed uncontrollably.

“Don't piss me off, man!” I snarled angrily.

When he recovered from his laughter, he clapped my shoulder. “Hey man, you know whose side I am always on, regardless of what your father says,” he grinned.

I looked away and gulped down the remainder of my drink, pouring yet another into my glass. That burn had just the degree of fire my body needed at that moment.

I was a bit angry and irritated that my father was still insisting on the marriage. Doesn't he get it? I am