Hi I'm Alexander Vanderwalt you can call me Alex and this is my story...
My life is easy as A B C, my parents have 3 children, I'm the oldest at 26, I have a younger brother his name is Gavin his 24 and our not so little sister Miranda she's 21 and still in college. My dad own the Vanderwalt Ltd. and is currently the CEO, while my younger brother is the COO, and next in line as the CEO, I'm not going to take over the company, I have my own law firm Vanderwalt&Crawford with my partner/ best friend Matthew Crawford, we met when were in college at Harvard and decided that we will establish our own law firm. Miranda, on the other hand, likes to follow my mom and is being serious in becoming a model, not to brag but good looks run through the Vanderwalt family.
After college my life was really working and partying, people in the office see me as a very serious boss, the courtroom is my dungeon, where every word and move will be either your flag for victory or your enemies bullet that will shot you in the head. I love the thrill is every case that I handled winning is my passion. However, I'm also a party animal, my escape for every long fight, and sometimes excruciating cases in my wing. Never had a serious girlfriend. They come and go I don't let them stay for long, since relationships are hard to maintain and I don't have the time for those crap. Work hard and party harder.
Shit.
I'm having a headache after drinking too many last night, the sun shines and little light is beaming over my window, "what time is it?", my bed feels heavy rolling to my right side I see a back and a blonde hair, so I have chosen the blonde chick last night that is wearing a navy blue tight-fitting dress that left no more imagination for a pervert guy like me. I should be going I can't wait for her to wake up, standing after 5 minutes of thinking whether to take a day off from work or have another round with blonde, I've decided to make a run and clear my head.
Running in the morning for an hour or two makes me feel recharged and be ready for another battle. The sun is up, but few people are around the park, sweat all over my body, heavy breathing the air with smells of trees, mud, and smoke in between.
Heading back to my penthouse I'm thinking if the blonde chick has already left. I don't think she is still there sleeping in my bed. I forgot to book a suite for last night and ended up in my place, now I should change my bed sheet and pillowcase.