My dad barges in an hour later. His shirt is full of drops of blood but I guess I'm supposed to ignore that.
Dad: what were you saying?!
Me: shut the door, dude.
Dad: don't talk to me like I'm your friend, man! what were you saying?!
Me: I want to join the business.
Dad: you're not doing that.
Me: why?
Dad: I thought we agreed that you're not doing that.
I get up and shut my door.
Me: no, dad! you did! you made that decision for me. I had no part in it and you made that decision for me.
Dad: Ntsikelelo, my word is final.
Me: well, maybe it doesn't have to be.
Dad: try me, boy.
He says and then walks out. I don't know how old he thinks I am but I am not going to be intimidated by him.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Junior Dlamini
Lãng mạnthis is just added to the sequel of 'my gangster fantasies'. this is the story of the son of Ntsikelelo Dlamini, Junior Dlamini. a hot headed, trouble maker but where does this all come from? did he just inherit the business?
