KAISER
She's behaving like I've abandoned them for years, and I just come back for the first time after all hope is lost. When honestly my parents and I occasionally meet at some buildings they possessed around San Diego or San Francisco. I mean she was in my penthouse the other day making me lunch.
"I want to see you." I ordered, unable to control the fuming, my eyes meander around the older women smiling at me like I am some baby with a tiny organ for a heart.
"Okay." She nods and excuses herself before attending to me.
That was easy.
I lead to the opposite room and push open the wooden door, revealing sets of leather lounging sofas and a fireplace as magnificent as the royals.
"I miss you." Mom says immediately the door closes and pulls me into an unexpected hug.
Okay, I con
