24 hours with the Ruthless Billionaire.
Written by Oyebamiji Samuel Feathers
(Calling your dad)
I stood inside the beautiful room and starred around.
“How dare you peep into my room?” He asked sternly and walked towards me like he would pound on me any
“I’m sorry sir ” I said and he smirked.
“Sorry , did you just say sorry. I don’t forgive. Forgiveness is a sin to me ” He said and I knew I’ve entered some deep sh!ts.
I suddenly realized that he’s taking advantage of my gentility then I decided to form like I’m a somebody too.
I laughed and clapped my hands sarcastically.
“Seems you do not know who I am” I said boldly.
“You heard me right. Is it because I had being pretending to be one nonentity. You and I knows that whoever is coming to this hotel must be a notable person in this society. You have no idea who I am young man” I said and walked close to him.
I stood before him and pocketed. “If only you know who I am. You won’t ever dare me ”
“Who are you? ” He asked sternly. “Tell me who you are and let me show you who I am”
“Why not tell me who you are first ” I said and smirked.
“I’m the son of the richest and most powerful man in this country. I’m his only heir and I have access to top officials in the government including the President” He bragged.
“You mean my father?”
“Oh yes, the president is my father ” I said.
“Huh? I knew the presidents had children but I can’t recognize then , so you are one of them”
“The second born to be precise ” I said and looked around the room proudly.
His shoulders came down and his face dropped.
Good! It’s my time to threaten him now.
I picked up my phone and hurriedly saved a random digit as PRESIDENT (My Dad)
I put a call across to the digit and the person picked it.
“Hello dad ,I’m being oppressed by someone here ” I reported and I could see him arch his brow.
He quickly signalled for me to hung the phone. When he sees that I’m not willing to stop. He pleaded with his hands and I finally hung up.
“You are reporting me to him already”
“Of course, He needs to teach you some lessons. You don’t just treat anyone anyhow. ”
He lowered his head and brought his phone.
“I’m sure he would be wondering who it is that is oppressing you. I better apologize quickly. ” He said and start dialing a number.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Calling your dad of course , I need to apologize for what I did to his daughter. ”
I’m dead. The President that I had never seen physically in my life.