"I already told you. He's asleep. You can't just barge in here making demands."

Angelo opened his eyes. He could hear loud noises from the living room.

"I'd have to ask you to leave... No, no you can't go in there!" That was Patricia.
Angelo sat straight up. He rubbed his temples. He was having a headache. Why on earth was Patricia yelling and who was she yelling at? He could hear footsteps, loud footsteps and it looked like they were coming his way. He managed to keep his sleepy eye open the moment he saw figures approaching the room.

"Brother!"

Angelo rolled his eyes when Micheal barged into the room with Patricia yelling behind him. Micheal paused for a long while. He stared at Angelo, frowning hard.

"Busy day to be sleeping don't you think?"
Angelo rubbed his temples again.

"Seriously Angelo?" Patricia asked with her hands folded beneath her breasts. Micheal didn't even give her time to cover properly before he forced himself in.

"I'm so so sorry Patricia." Angelo told her, rubbing his forehead

"Come on Angelo. Get your ass up. We've got a long day."

"W-what are you talking about Mike? And how did you even find me?"

"That doesn't matter." Micheal told him hurrying to the couch and picking up his shirt he threw it to him. "We have something we are supposed to do today remember?"

"You mean that thing where he gets himself screwed?" Patricia asked him. "Yeah you can take his place. You and your mother are really two selfish people that do nothing but demand so much from people. You guys can't just help but make people ruin their lives for you, can you? "

Micheal slowly turned to face her. He scowled.

"Excuse me, who are you?" He scoffed and then turned to Angelo. "Who is she?"

"I'm not a grown ass man that still sucks his mum's balls, that's who I am." Patricia told him.

Michael paused for a while. He gasped when he found out that she had just defined him.

"What?" He turned to Angelo. "You told her I sucked mum's balls? Eww. Mum doesn't even have a ball?"

Angelo exhaled. He turned to Patricia.
"Trisha could you give us a moment alone please?"

"Really?" Patricia asked.

"Please?"
Patricia scoffed. She turned to Micheal.

"Don't just show up like this in my face next time or I'll cut your legs off." She said, glaring at him. She had to make sure he understood her. She eyed him and then walked out of the room.

"Dude, I can't believe that's the girl you've been banging in Germany dude."
It was obvious. Her German accent was so authentic.

"What do you want Mike?" Angelo got up from the bed and walked to the window.

"What do you mean what I want? You know why I'm here. Bernard just told me Anna is making a visit to the company tomorrow. We need to move fast Angelo."
Michael looked around the room. Angelo sighed.

"Listen, Mike." He called for Michael's attention. "I don't think I can do this anymore. I don't think I can go on with the plan."

"What?" Micheal moved closer. "What do you mean you're not sure?"

"I'm not ready to spend the rest of my life with someone I barely know Mike. I can't sacrifice my happiness most especially for some company I don't care about. I can't marry  the same people that killed my mother. I can't get married to an Atian. "

"This sacrifice talk again? I thought mum was really clear yesterday."

"Yeah she was. And yes I owe this family everything but I'm not about to give up my happiness for your selfish reasons."

Micheal scoffed. He could not believe it. He just kept on staring at Angelo. Angelo could see how dissapointed he was.

He exhaled.
"I'm in love with someone else. " He finally added.

"Who? That loud mouthed German whore you're sleeping with? "

"Her name is Patricia-"

"I don't bloody care what her name is Angelo!" Micheal rose his voice.

"Well I love her!" Angelo yelled back. "We just started something. Something real. I'm not about to let any of you take it from me." Angelo was breathing fast. He shut his eyes for a second. "So, no. I can't do what you're asking."

Micheal forced a smile on his face. He moved closer slowly.

"You know Angelo, for someone like you," he placed his hands on Angelo's shoulders looking into Angelo's eyes. "Family comes first. Always. They stand up and look out for each other . An Atian is going to take over everything Dad built."

"Take it to court then."

"And if we lose? It's only going to make everything worse. Angelo, this is not fifteen years ago. The Atians that were let out of the Arc share most of the rights we do. A peaceful marriage is our best bet."

Angelo scoffed. He rubbed his forehead. His headache was getting worse.

"Think of Dad Angelo, or better still think of mum. Think of all the worse things that could happen if we sit back and do nothing while we let a stranger reign in our stead. Please Angelo, if this family means anything to you at all, if mum or I mean anything to you at all, you'd do this. You'd do this because it's the only way our family gets to be okay. It doesn't have to be forever. Just till Bernard finds a way to get us the company back fully. Then you could file for a divorce."

Like it was that easy.
Angelo looked at him.

"Please Brother."

"Brother, brother, brother!" Angelo stood straight. He walked to Michael.

"You know it's funny how I'm suddenly your big brother now that you need me."
Micheal scoffed.

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"You don't have to pretend you like me Mike, It's frustrating. You know what, even if I do this, even if I agree to this stupid plan, not that I'm saying I would but if I do, just know I'm not doing it for you or your mother. I'm doing this for Dad. For his legacy. For the future of the company. It's only because I don't trust Anna anymore than you do."

Micheal raised his hands in agreement.

" Fine. "

He smiled.
"I like the sound of that. "

Angelo exhaled.

"God. " he walked back to the window. He didn't know what to think or do. He looked outside. He was barely thinking straight and all he felt was pressure. Gaining his mother's trust was everything he had always wanted and this seemed to be like the only way.

It was going to be a long day.