Tony Lawson was known as a millionaire playboy of the Lawson family. Yet, he's stuck in the office with piles of documents on her table and doesn't have time to mess around. When he arrive at his penthouse just around the city, he didn't have the energy to remove his socks. He just removed all of his clothes except for the inner garment.
He slump on the bed and starts snoring after some minutes. If he had a wife—she would probably have complained of him always getting home late and not having time for her. But he's single and always ready to mingle. When was the last time he slept with a woman?
He woke up from a call and he crawl on the bed to get his phone. He answer it groggily.
"Hello?" he mutter in hoarse voice.
"Tony, what happened to the facility for our launching?" It was his boss—his cousin.
"What launching?" he mutter. His brain was still half asleep.
guys sorry for late update. I have been sleeping for more than 12 hours. And I am ready to make chapters later.
Two updates today!