9. EXPECTATION!
707 Words
BRODY'S POV
The dream disturbed me all the way as I flew back home from Miami. What does this dream even mean?
Wait, what if am gay?
I mean, which straight man thinks about another man and actually ends up dreaming about him?
I have read articles around Gaysm and stuff. I support them. I have nothing against them. It however freaks me out that I might be one of them. If that is the case, I don't think that I would ever get the courage to come out to everyone.
The dream shocked me and scared me at the same time.
I am used to getting accepted and I don't think that the people will accept my s****l orientation because of the standards that they have set for me. I am the CEO of The Grand Hotel. A billionaire for that matter with a name to protect. What the world is expecting from me is to have a beautiful lady beside me, precisely a model, and after we get married, we will give birth to our baby who will take after my seat once I become an old man. From CEO position of the Grand Hotel is hereditary. I inherited the seat from my father.
Apart from the world, this is is also what my dad is expecting me to do. Thanks to this, I have to treat the dream as a huge mistake and misunderstanding. I was going to pretend that it did not happen.
Once we landed, I was taken to my Hotel. I lived in the presidential suite and that is where I went to exactly. I needed to work immediately. I felt like I had lost some precious time when I flew out to Miami.
My office was just on the next floor from my room but I figured that to ease disturbances from Every Tom, d**k and Harry, I needed to work from my room.
My presidential suite is a no go zone. No one, even my bodyguards can dare enter. I only have one trusted person who can enter my room. Actually, she has a none disclosure agreement signed and her identity remains a secret.
This was for my security as the CEO. My secret person could clean my room and serve me food in my room when I didn't desire to eat elsewhere in the hotel.
My presidential suite was the best of the best. I had a very huge bathroom which was my favorite spot in the house. Also, my balcony enabled me to see the aerial view of the city and this was definately a plus for me. A sweet spot to mediate. Make out maybe if I was a naughty person and if I did believe in love and all those wierd things people prioritize example marriage.
Anyway, as a happy and contented bachelor, the balcony was my chilling spot. I could stand here naked and see the world. After all, no one could see me from up there.
This morning however, since I was focusing on work, I took a cold shower to freshen up and after that, I went to the balcony to go through the huge document containing all the monthly finances from last month that we had prepared.
The finance team prepared this for me and all that I had to do, was to go through it and see how the Hotel was running well.
First , I wanted to check if we were doing any better but it pained my heart to learn that we were doing even worse. It has been around a week since my dad talked to me yet there is nothing that I have done to ensure that we are back to the top.
"f**k this!" I cursed as I pushed the document off the table. I was huffing and puffing in anger. This situation made me feel really helpless. What am I supposed to do?
I really need to find Ryan. I have to put my dream aside and everything I concluded from the dream. This time, I need him to tell me exactly what The High End Group of Hotels is doing to deminish us like this.
I have to do something about this situation.
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