Mike sighed after the call with his father ended. He asked himself, "What does my Father want from me again? Haven't I left home for good?"
Mike swirled his office chair around and stared at his wristwatch, as he was still seated on his executive black couch.
He said, "6 p.m. already. I guess I should start going there now, as I cannot sleep there for the night."
Mike stood up to leave his office, knowing his father had been complaining about his Casanova nature, as he hosted a lot of women. His mother's complaints were the worst before he finally moved out of their mansion.
Mike remembered his mother telling him, "Son, there are a lot of s****l diseases out there. Your father and I just want the best for you. You need to stop hosting different ladies and stop bringing shame to our fam
