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Chapter 2 - I'm getting a wife

~ Peter ~

"Why did you let her go?" My friend, Emin asked.

Yeah.

I saw her.

The girl at the mart.

She looked terrified.

Emin wanted to chase after her but I signalled him to let her go.

She won't be a problem, that I know.

"Don't worry dude, " I smirked.

"SHE IS ALREADY MINE so she won't be a problem, that I can assure you"

Emin gave me a puzzled look before nodding.

"If you say so. I will just clean up this mess before the cops arrive. "

"Sure."

I threw away the gun and walked out of the warehouse as I got in my Lamborghini.

Dad, I guess it's time to get you one of your wishes. I thought as I smiled devilishly.

"Where to sir?" My chauffeur asked as I entered the car.

"My dad's house."

"Okay sir."

My dad is one of the richest men here in California.

He has a lot of estates, businesses, companies, investments and a whole lot more than you can imagine.

And I am the only son.

Meaning, I am the only one who will inherit his properties when he passes away.

Yet, I still have a name for myself.

I am Peter Vlachos

The youngest billionaire in America.

California Hottest playboy.

I am the mafia leader of BLACK DIAMONDS.

A rich tycoon.

A brilliant gambler.

Owner of so many casinos.

And a ruthless playboy.

"Sir, we are here." The chauffeur informed me.

The door was opened out for me as I stepped out breathing in cool air.

My dad sure has good taste.

The floor was tiled in Gold.

The mansion is the biggest and largest in the city.

I was greeted by the guards and I just responded by nodding.

"Good day sir Peter" One of my dad's maids greeted me seductively.

What was her name again?

Jane?

Angel?

Vera?

Whatever. I have heard a lot of girls' names and her name is the last thing I can memorize right now.

Yeah, I did have a past with her.

I was drunk.

I wouldn't have anything to do with a low life.

But that night, I was angry and in the process I got drunk and got so high.

Then she came to my room with some excuse of hearing sounds of shattered broken bottles.

I looked at her and her nightie was damn too attractive.

Her curves, and everything was calling on me and I didn't know when I grabbed her and had my way with her.

I sighed as I remembered that scene.

I walked away, getting into my dad's office without responding to her.

Her presence irritates me.

I will ask my dad to fire her once we are done discussing what I came here for.

"Peter, if you are lying again, I ..."

"No dad. I have really found the girl I want to marry and I will let you meet her very soon. I am serious." I stated.

I had once promised him like this in the past and I failed in introducing them to him.

Truth is, I didn't want to get married.

I didn't want to get tied to a particular woman.

And getting a wife will only make me weak.

But right now, after I saw her....

My view about marriage changed.

I suddenly want to have her always.

With me.

All day.

" Okay! This is the last time I am trusting you son. I won't give you your inheritance unless you get married." My dad clearly stated.

I sighed.

"I know dad! "

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