Kyle
“Kyle, your breakfast is ready,” I heard Yelena say as she walked inside my bedroom. “Good morning,” she added, pulling and drawing the curtains wide, letting in the sunshine in my room.
“Ugh. I’m still sleepy!” I grunted, covering my face with a pillow.
“Well, sad to say, you are the CEO of your family’s company,” Yelena snorted, pulling and removing the thick blanket covering my body. Lucky her, I was wearing my boxers and shirt.
“Stop!”
“Nope. I am not leaving until you get up and pull your shits together,”
“I know! I will get up soon!”
“No can do,” Yelena took the pillow off my face, “We’ve been doing this for more than a week now, Kyle!” she scolded, “It's like waking up a kid and telling him to go to school every day! Despiértate! Vas a llegar tarde a clase!” she yelle
