All about Keith and is dad's wife
Chapter 1🫦
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"Give us a sh0t each" I directed the bartender .
I'm with my buddy Francis in our special sp©t in the club, with two of our bit-ches. Mary and Maggie.
"Yah sh0ts "Maggie screamed as the bartender brou-ght them.
We gr-ab one each and gulped in at once Yeah that's the Agony " Francis said and we all laughed.
My phone then rang, who wants to ruin this moment.
I brou-ght it out of my pocket and it was my dad calling.
"Who's calling? " Mary asked.
I rolled my eyes, answered it and put on speaker.
"Hello dad " I greeted.
"How are you doing? Keith "
"I'm fine, just watching TV with my wife" I said and the bit-ches busted into laughter.
"Shhh" I shush them.
Yeah, sorry we couldn't make it to your wedding " dad said.
"Don't worry, I'm good, do you want to talk to her? " I asked.
"Sure!" he replied.
I covered the speaker on my che-st.
Who's for the run" I asked.
"I'll do it " Maggie said and collected the phone.
While I su-cked on Mary'sl-ips, Francis and I share these bit-ches.
By the way, I'm Keith Oliver, a billionaire thanks to my dad whom owns a lot of breweries in Brooklyn, New York. He handed over 2 factories to me.
Anyway, I like keeping a low profile, because I don't like fame.
So I don't act pompous.
Francis is my childhood friend, Mary and Maggie are just crazy bit-ches.
My dad pressurized me to get Married 2 months ago.
Now you've talk to her " I said pla-yfully and my dad chuckled.
"Now back to why I called " he said being serious.
I got up and went outside, the club is too noisy.
"In 18 days, I want to transfer the ownersh!pof the brewery at Marisol Station"
"I'll be delighted to have it"
I can't believe I'm having my 3rd company.
While I was fantasizing, I heard
In the next two days I'll like your family to stay with us for 16 days"
"What? " I asked again, is he kidding me.
"Your mom and I are dying to meet your wife, so you'll come right "
"Um.... Yea...yeah sure" I stuttered.
OMG, this can't be happening, how can I find a wife in 2 days
So annoying.
I can't go back to the club, so I texted Francis that I'll be going.
I got into my car and drove off , Geez, two days?
And seriously speaking, I can't choose any of my bit-ches.
They look like p@rty doers not wife material.
Who is perfect? As I was lost in thought, I was jo-lted, when I heard.
Help, Help"
From my windscreen, I saw how two boys were trying to drag a girl to a corner.
I rushed to the scene.
I dragged one of them by his collar to face me, giving him A repeated punches on his stomach.
Then the other one from behind yelled as he approached me and I dodged immediately
Who yells during a sneak attack.
Causing him to hit his p@rtner, they both fell.
Then get up and run.
I turned to the girl who was feeling scared.
She looks like someone of her early 20's.
"You shouldn't be in the street, this late are you okay? " I said approaching her.Then she ran and hvgged "Thank you " she said.
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