XAVION MIKHAILOV
"Son, I will come to Luxembourg next week." Dad says over the phone call.
"That's good to know but may I know the reason why you are coming here so suddenly?" I ask because I wasn't aware of his visit.
"Your sister wants to meet you as you haven't gotten the time to come here by yourself." Dad replies smoothly although I can hear the sarcasm in his voice. He is a man of few words with the rest of the world but with his family, he is a talkative man.
"You know how much workload I have on my shoulders and that's why I am not able to come to Russia. But it's good that you are coming here along with Bella. I will ask Graham to get rooms ready for you and Bella." I let out while lighting a cigarette.
"By the way, I have another thing to tell you." Dad says.
"What is it?" I ask looking outside my office cabin from where I can see most of the town.
"Although I know you're going to hate this news but unfortunately your mother has selected some girls for you to get married to." I start coughing when Dad's register in my mind.
"What the f**k?" I let out loudly.
"Don't yell at me because I am not the one who has selected anyone for you. It's your mom you should worry about." By saying this, he cuts the call before I can even utter a word.
"The f**k Dad means by Mom has selected girls for me! Does Mom thinks that I am still a child who needs his mom to select things for him?" I say aloud in shock.
"Who are you talking with?" Someone asks making me look up to see that it's Matteo who walks inside the cabin before putting a briefcase on the desk. But I am not interested in asking him what's inside because right now Dad's words are the only thing that's going through my mind.
"Mom has selected some girls for me to marry." I inform but much to my surprise my dear best friend starts laughing loudly while clapping his hands along with it.
"Now, why the hell are you laughing at?" I ask getting irritated.
"Your mother is a legend or why would she take the risk of finding girls for you in the first place?" Matteo remarks between his laughing fit.
"Stop laughing or I will put a bullet between your forehead." I threaten but all he does is roll his eyes at me.
"You will never do that because then you won't have a perfect right-hand man like me." Matteo replies sassily making my eyes widen.
"You are spending too much time with Rosalind." I remark.
"So, what? She is not a bad influencer at all." Matteo defends.
"She is a bad influencer because this is the first time I am seeing you rolling your eyes at me." I retort glaring at him.
"Leave it aside and listen to me. Our trusted men have brought the briefcase to me and I am surprised to see the items inside." Matteo says seriously so I know that he is not in any playful mood anymore.