🔶Caspian Gray-27, lawyer

(Studying for a lawyer is between 5 and 7 years)

Lionel's 3-5-6-9

🔶Dion Wilson-28, business man, millionaire

hills four- zero-one-nine. Big black mansion.

(From a rich family and started business young)

🔶Ira Pierce-34, Dion's uncle- from mom's side

(1.Dion's mom-oldest-46

2.Sister-43

3.Sister-40

4.Brother- 36

5.Ira-youngest-34)

🔶Asa Cohen-29, Caspian's step brother from mom's side

( Not blood related. Caspian's mom is divorced and dating Asa's dad for some years now.)

Note: people in their late 20's and early 30's are not old. If anyone's thinking that. Sometimes readers are triggered if they see characters over like ... 27☠️Not you doing like life ends when you are 30. Damn. Old to me is 65+ so, chille, anyGays. Let them have romance 👹.

🔶Orson- Caspian's Neighbor and friend

🔶Reggie-Dion's assistant

🔶Osvaldo Finnegan-owner of the company that hired Caspian

🔶Scott-dion's lawyer

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Caspian's pov

"Dion?" I ask confused.

I must be sleepy. Why would Wilson be in my flat?

That is nonsence. Ada was giving me a tea ...well, i don't know how long it is.

I don't know what day or hour is right now.

"Yes. I texted you. Oh, shit. Please don't read the text."

"What text? What?" I sit up.

"No, lay down he stands up and touches my chest.

I now fully gain conscientious as i look at him.

Oh my god. He is really here.

No. I look so horrible right now.

The room stinks. I have sweaty unwashed hair.

I out on some old shirt and pants I can sleep in.

And my nose is red and dry from the cold.

"I- what are you doing here?" I try to cove myself with the blanket.

"Asa told me you are sick and i got worried."

When did Asa call him? I didn't tell him to do it. What did he tell about me?

Why is Dion worried about my health? Wilson.

"He told you that?"

"Yes. I bought you vitamins." He point to the plate.

That is nice of him.

"I realized Asa should take a break and also be in his shop.

I send Reggie with him."

"But ...don't you have work?" Unless it's already night.

"Don't worry about it. How do you feel?

Do you have a fever ?

I made tea. Drink it okay. Here." He hands me the cup.

"Wow. The ginger is strong."

"Good. It will take all the sickness from your body."

"You shouldn't be here. You will get sick too."

He shakes his head. "It's good. Drink more.

Do you need something? Help ... Ehm, walk to the bathroom."

I blush. "No. I can do that myself. I'm not disabled.

I just have a cold. I slept a lot so I'm feeling better."

"Okay. Good. Do you want a soup?"

"You don't have to cook."

"It's from the package. I'll just pour a hot water on it. Two minutes.

Do you want to?"

"Okay."

"I will be in the kitchen." He says and leaves the room.

Oh my god. I look like shit.

I get out of the bed and close the door. Then out some normal clothes on me.

Also open the blinds so there is light and window because it stinks here.

Then walk to the bathroom.

"You are up? Do you need help?"

"I'm ok."

I lock the bathroom door and brush my teeth aggressively. Then take the mouth wash.

Put on half of the dry shampoo on my hair and brush it.

Then clean my face with water and put cream on.

Also antiperspirant and some lip gloss.

Okay, I look so much better now.

I use the toilet quickly and walk to the kitchen.

"Oh, you ...changed." Dion looks at me.

"I need to wash the clothes anyway. Yeah"

He puts the soup in front of me. I look around to see any mess.

There are some shorts in the living room. Geez.

"Thank you " I eat the soup. "You are nice you stopped by."

"Of course."

"Why did Asa call? What text did you send?"

"Nothing. Just delete it "

"How will I delete it without reading it "

"Then give me your phone and I will "

"No " i shake my head.

The starts coughing. He brings me the tissues.

"You don't have to be here."

"You are sick. You shouldn't be alone "

"I'm old enough to be alone." I eat the soup.

"I'm staying." He pulls out his laptop "i can work here too ."

I look at him typing on the key board.

" About the things you said , in the club.

I didn't realize how hard it is to be a business man.

You are right. People do thing you just get the money easily and live your life.

I'm just a bit annoyed because ... I imagine being a lawyer a lot more fun.

So far I hate it." I laugh a bit.

"I don't need an apology. I should have snapped.

But no ones live is either white or black.

Everyone does ... Things they shouldn't be doing.

Maybe it's excuses but someone will take the money anyway. If not me from Finnegan. Then it will be Finnegan from me.

And if not him, then some other business man. Or state. Or ... Robber." He chuckles. "Everyone is obsessed with money, Caspian.

You never craved having millions on your bank account "

"Every day." I say without thinking. Then blush. "I think I should take a shower. I look awful "

"You look fine for a sick person."

For a sick person.