Semua Bab The Deceiver's Handbook: Bab 1 - Bab 4

Drew’s POV“Arrrrrrghhhh…” I groaned nastily at the sound of the doorbell. I stretched my muscular body on my king sized bed while contemplating ignoring the visitor or answering them. The hours between four and seven were my absolute best and I could give up my inheritance to gain some good sleep during this time. Not like I had one anyways. My dad Peter was just such a pain in the neck; a well-to-do father with a struggling son.Well it seemed like the person got impatient because this time, they held on the bell for longer, making my ears tingle. “Who the fuck is here to disturb my peace this morning?” I said aloud, a little angered as I hurried out of the bed like a zombie to get the door.I quickly threw on a robe I hung on my closet door on my almost naked body and hurried to the balcony.“Good morning Drew. I must have woken you up. I'm so sorry” said the person standing right in front of me. It was Sheena, May’s bestfriend and the sight of her only increased my rage. Deep do

I wiped the sweat off my forehead as I expertly piped a border of chocolate ganache onto the tray of freshly baked croissants. It wasn't typical of me to sweat profusely during work hours despite the heat which escaped from the oven whenever Pastries were being baked. I felt some sort of feverishness that seemed to intensify the more work I did but I attributed it to work strain.“Entrepreneurship is not a child’s play,” I whispered to myself. I could never fully explain the joy I felt whenever I resumed work in the mornings. I was so proud of how much I’d captured the hearts of the people in the neighbourhood. My orders and supplies had tripled from a month ago when I started out but that was no easy thing to do.I tilted my neck to my left hand side and there was my assistant Ray sliding a tray of golden-brown scones into the oven. She was such a workaholic who loved her job. All I ever did was give her my recipe and she delivered the pastries just fine.“You have so much energy Ra