Billionaire's Best Mistake: Love After I Do

Chapter Five

Tobias

The moment I step out of the house I’m disgusted by the look and strong scent outside. I was even struggling to find my way out of the building when some random guy showed me a way out.

I have no idea where this estate is, but I know one thing for sure, I would never set foot in such a place if I was in a sober mind.

There are just buildings close to each other with several apartments and the place just looks too congested, and what makes it worse is that the moment I step outside, there is an array of businesses going on, and when I say and array, I mean, all kinds of businesses, there is even street food, and kids playing around and on the road like it’s a playground.

I know this part of life exists, but it is one I don’t want to be in ever in my life.

I turn on my phone and the buzzes from all the messages coming in just piss me further. I know they are concerned about my whereabouts, but they need to understand that I needed space. Them bombarding me with calls and texts doesn’t quite give me that.

There is even a missed call from a new number, and for a second there my mind tells me it could be Ally, but I quickly shun off the thought. I know she wouldn’t dare do that, after what she just pilled on me. I swear I thought I loved that girl, but after she did that, there is not even a single ounce of love in my heart, but hate for her.

You don’t bring that kind of scandalous drama to a Walker family and expect to get away with it. We don’t thrive on drama, when there is drama, we lose clients, when we lose clients we lose money, when we lose money, no one is happy in the family. We don’t play that kind of game and that is why, for the past fifteen years or so, there hasn’t been any single scandal in our family.

We have been on top of our game, and our job has been to keep that legacy going.

The last scandal we had in the family was when my parents divorced, and that was a hell of a rollercoaster. It was bad, not just for the family, but for business.

If there is one person that hates drama and scandals in our family, it is my father, and he sure as hell showed it to me yesterday with the look he gave me when we both realized that Ally wasn’t showing up, and from the number of calls he has tried to call me when I was off, I won’t hear the end of it.

That is just one reason; I won’t let Ally get away with this. I have helped her and her family become the big name that they are, so her doing this is an insult.

I quickly call my driver before I can take a step further into the unknown.

People just keep staring at me, and it’s making me quite uncomfortable.

What was I even thinking by entrusting my safety to some random bar attendant? For sure I was too drunk she was f*****g beautiful and we had stuck a pretty good conversation, or more of she was giving me a listening ear, something I never get, but I shouldn’t have been too careless to let things get to that level.

I’m glad when my driver picks up on the first call.

“Boss.” I can tell from his tone, that he has been waiting for this call.

“Hey Jonas, look, I’m pinning you my location, could you to come get me as soon as now?”

“Yea.”

I quickly send him the pin once I’ve hung up the call.

I was supposed to call him, once I was ready to go back home, but I didn’t, because I didn’t want to go back to that house. I just wanted to run away from my life for a moment, but I most definitely didn’t want to land in such a place.

Because, not only am I lost, but I lost my wallet with all of my important documents in it, including the address to my place. I wouldn’t care much about the money in it, but I just need my passports and cards back, I don’t want to go through the stress of trying to renew all that.

Now, I don’t know for sure if that girl back there took my wallet, but I will have my cards tracked and I just hope she wasn’t lying to me because I would be so pissed, and at this rate, I’m kind of getting fed up with women taking advantage of me, I just don’t want her to be the unfortunate one to face my wrath.

As I’m standing by the entrance to the building that leads to her apartment, waiting impatiently for Jonas to arrive, I see a group of guys approach me. They are dressed in black beaten-up biker leather jackets and if I’m not wrong they must be from a gang or something.

“Are you lost Mr.?” They ask and I take one look at them, and I can tell they are up to no good.

“I don’t have any money to give you, so how about you run along?” I won’t be extorted by some lowlife gang.

“You can give us your phone, it looks like a fortune.” One of the guys whose teeth look more yellow than maize corn says and I smirk.

I don’t know why they think that is something I would do? If they think they are going to intimidate me, then they are in for quite a surprise. Sure, I might not be armed right now, but I can put up a hell of a fight. I’m known to be good at breaking jaws. I even had a record in school for breaking as many jaws as possible in the school.

“I’m not giving you my phone,” I say with a smile.

One of the guys lifts his jacket and I see a gun, for a moment there, I panic but I’m quick to get my composure.

“Oh, a gun, I see.”

I had a feeling this was the kind of estate where people would try to rob you in broad daylight and it seems like I wasn’t wrong at all. They are trying to rob me at gunpoint.

“Easy now,” I say putting my hands up.

“Put those hands down.” The yellow teethed one orders, but I’m not the type that takes orders from anyone, especially from people like him who think they can rob my hard-earned phone.

“Why, because it attracts attention?” I know exactly what I’m doing.

“Just give us the phone and we will be on our way.” Like hell, I would.

“You do know that if it happens I give you my phone, which is not going to happen by the way, but let’s just say, you manage to take it, I will have it tracked, and well, I don’t normally show mercy on people that steal from me, so it wouldn’t be a good idea for you guys to rob me.”

I know they are smart and might try to remove the tracker from the phone, but mine is double secured, I would still find them. But I just don’t want to go through all that stress.

“Do you want to die?” One of the other guys asks and I chuckle and shake my head.

“ Not really, but do you guys want to die?”

They chuckle and then frown, and I know I just messed up by threatening them, but I’m not going to back down, I just can’t them my phone, I have already lost enough in the past twenty-four hours, and just because I can get it all back, there are just some things that I’m not ready to part with.

“This is not a game of threats Mr. you give us the phone or you die.” One of them says and I shrug my shoulders, prompting them to do their worst.

“Is everything okay?” I hear a female voice from behind me, and I watch as the guys start walking back slowly.

The voice sounded familiar and when I turn, it is the one person that I definitely don’t want to see. I mean after what I just did back there, she is probably here to teach me a lesson or something. She almost beat me with a baseball bat earlier on, and that was because she didn’t know who I was, and now I just accused her sister of stealing my wallet, she probably came after me to make me pay or give me a talk.

“Lis.” The guy who was acting arrogantly like the leader says and I realize she is referring to the girl behind me, if I’m not wrong the sister said her name was Ellis.

“Come on Fatu, you want to rob my guy?” She asks him and he shakes his head.

“We didn’t know he was with you.” He says with a very ugly smile, and I’m just wondering why this girl would know people that walk around robbing people in broad daylight with a gun.

“Well, who else would have someone like him around here?” She asks and they chuckle.

“We are sorry.” The guy says and turns to walk away just as the other guys follow.

I turn to look at Ellis surprised at what she just pulled. I don’t know her, and it’s obvious from the way she pulled the threat on me earlier on, she was a feisty one, but her talking to people like them, is quite questionable, and it doesn’t make things better in terms of me believing her sister didn’t steal my wallet. I mean, come on, they are friends with thugs.

“Are you okay?” She asks the one question that I never expected would come from a woman, hell; no woman has ever asked me if I’m okay. I guess it’s because I always take care of myself in a way that no one would ever have to be concerned about my well-being.

“Yea, they didn’t take anything, what are you doing here?” I ask her, because like I said, I’m a little scared of her.

“Well, I figured, a guy like you alone, in our estate, it would take you five minutes max to be mugged.”

“And so you came to check if I was okay?” I ask and she shrugs her shoulders.

“Well, god forbids you find another reason to call my sister a thief, you know, I don’t want you to accuse her again.”

Of course, she would bring that up.

But if she is coming here, to try and give me a talk about how her sister didn’t steal my wallet, she is not going to convince me, and until I have it back, I’m trusting neither of them.

“Well, I lost it, and I was with her,” I say and she looks me in the eye and shakes her head in disbelief.

“You know, you could have accused me, I would probably be guilty or something, but my sister, she can be many things, but one thing she is not, is a thief. So how about you order a taxi while I’m still being nice and get the hell out of this estate before three of my friends that were here, come to have a chat of fist with you?” She says with so much certainty and I swear I have never seen a woman this bold before.

And from the death glare she is giving me, I know she means every single word that just came out of her mouth, and just at that moment a Benz pulls up in front of us, and I have never been glad for the perfect timing.

Jonas is here.

“Actually, my car is here,” I tell her and I’m a little surprised when a bouncer walks out of the car and walks to open the car door for me.

I get in and funny thing, the moment I’m in the car, I sigh. There is no way in hell I’m ever coming back to this place. It is not made for people like me.

“Jonas, did you have to come with a security guy?” I ask him.

“This is not a safe side of town, I had to.” He says and I understand the need. I’m glad that he brought him.

“Thank you.” I don’t even know why I’m thanking him. Jonas has been our family driver for more than twenty years, and I have developed a family relationship with him, the whole family has, so I’m glad that he is this concerned about me. He has always cared.

Even last night when he drive me to the club, he was insisting on waiting for me outside until I felt like getting out, but he had had a really tough day with the wedding, and I just wanted him to go home to his family, normally he wouldn’t listen to me and wait still, but yesterday was a bad day for me, and I think he kind of just understood and respected that.

But now that I’m thinking of how I was a f**k up, I wish I could have just told him to wait for me.

“How are things back at home?”

I haven’t bothered to check online, because I know what I’m going to find, how the bloggers will be all over my case and coming up with some lame stories of the failed wedding, I don’t want to think about it, so I choose to focus on more important things, like making money.

“Your father is pissed.” He says and I nod.

Of course, he is, I found like a million missed calls from him. He wants an explanation.

But I don’t even think I owe anyone an explanation. Not even him or grandma who is just another case.

“I’m sorry about your wedding sir,” Jonas says and I force a smile.

“It’s okay.” It’s definitely not okay, but it’s not like I can change that. Every single moment I’m tempted to call Allie and try to fix this, but I did my part at fixing things when I found out she cheated, there are no more chances for her, what I’m focusing on right now, is cleaning up the mess that she left for me to clean.

The drive back to my house is quiet and I’m glad.

The security guys don’t normally strike conversations with me, I mean, I normally try to, but they always make it so formal that it just gets boring, so I’m glad that Jonas is doing the small talk.

“Jonas, can we pass by the coffeehouse, I need coffee.” I’m having a hangover from all the drinking last night, and I need the coffee to kick start my day.

“Yes sir.” He says and exits the route that leads to town.

The moment the car parks outside the coffeehouse and I make to step out of the car, a paparazzi guy rushes towards me and I groan in frustration as I get back in the car.

“How the hell did they even know I would be here?”

“Well, you take your coffee here every morning sir.” The security guy says for the first time, and I realize that he is actually saying the truth. I don’t take coffee from any other place, and on days when I can’t make it here, I normally order in or send someone to pick it up for me.

“I didn’t know they keep tabs of that too.”

Like come on, can't I just have privacy even for one second?

I just want coffee that’s all. Coffee to take care of my hangover. Can’t I just have that without being bombarded with questions related to my wedding?

“I’ll get the coffee for you, sir.” The security guy says and I nod.

There is no way I’m going to leave this place without my cup of coffee.

The moment he has left we just stay quiet with Jonas who keeps passing glances at me through the rearview mirror like he has something he wants to say but he doesn’t want to.

“Jonas.”

“Don’t mind me.” He quickly apologizes.

“Just ask.” He will ask me eventually, so he might as well just go on with it.

“Well, you know people are talking and the paparazzi too, about the reason why she stood you up.”

Of course, they are talking about it; it is part of their job. Besides, they were there, at the wedding. Ally wanted the media involved in our wedding, so they know everything that happened, and without a doubt there are speculations.

“And what are they saying?” I wouldn’t mind knowing, because I would also want to know why she stood me up.

“That you cheated on her.” He says and I chuckle angrily before I frown.

“Is that what they are saying?” I ask him and he nods.

“She must have told them.” I know Ally wouldn’t dare do something like that when she is the one that was playing that game so well. If she did, then she is just making things worse for her.

“Well, I didn’t cheat,” I tell him just as the security guy walks in with my coffee cup. I take a sip and sigh when the taste of caffeine hits my tongue.

It’s going to be a long day and I will need to be sober for what is going to come.

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