"Aah~ Yes! Right there," a woman moaned. "Faster!"
William was standing right in front of the president's office. It seemed he had arrived at an inappropriate time, but he couldn't care less. Why should he go back when he had come all this way? Besides, if the president wanted to enjoy his fun time he shouldn't have called for him. So without knocking Dwyl opened the door.
The first thing he saw was the president's back, with his pants down to his feet. Before the man was a woman splayed upon the bureau. Her legs were wide open and her blouse unbuttoned so her voluminous breasts were on display.
"Dad, I'm here," Dwyl called. He didn't look away from the scene. He was indifferent to watching someone else go at it. The only times s*x is interesting, according to Dwyl, was when you're involved yourself. And the character he was playing had walked in on his dad multiple times since childhood, so much so that he had be become numb to the sight. "You wanted to speak with me."
He walked closer and settled himself on one of the two seats before the desk, watching how the woman hurriedly dressed herself and the president, Wayne Wright, pulled his pants up.
"Couldn't you have waited just a couple of minutes?" The president asked annoyed by the interruption. This son of his, didn't have any consideration!
"No, I've got things to do." William said crossing his legs.
The president walked behind his desk and sat on the chair, while the woman quickly left the office. "Haven't I taught you any respect? I'm your father, the president."
"There is no reason to remind me of that, my memory works perfectly fine. And it's not like this is the first time I saw you banging someone. Besides, you called for me. I wouldn't want to keep you waiting." He cocked his head to the side, and put up an arrogant expression, as if taunting his father.
Wayne Wright sighed. This kid really needed a scolding! But he knew better than to argue with his son on this aspect, he was right and wouldn't listen no matter what he said. Better to cut to the chase. "We need to talk about the reason for your disappearance."
"I wouldn't call it a disappearance. I've barely been gone a day."
"Shut it!" The president said, not appreciating the commentary. "You left without asking for permission."
"Isn't that just a formality? You would have said yes either way. Besides, I had my bodyguards with me and they kept you up to date, right?" William shrugged. "Just tell me why you are really angry."
The president gnashed his teeth. How can he give a proper lecture with his son interrupting him all the time with undeniable facts? "This Kailey King. Who is she and why is she here?"
There must be more to this girl than meets the eye, because William would never bring anybody home, much less a normal civilian. Just like his father, he loathed common folk. They were at the top of the keychain, why would they lower themselves to associate with anyone lesser than them? Wayne couldn't fathom his son doing something so absurd, so he had asked all his people to find out information about this girl, but nothing abnormal popped up. If William had really just brought someone so ordinary home, he needs to know why so he can decide which actions to undertake.
"She is a normal civilian and she is here because I want her here." Dwyl looked at his so called father with a look that said: 'How can you be so dumb? Isn't it obvious?'
"That is not an answer! According to my sources you stepped out of the plane, and went straight to her house. Where do you know her from?"
"Nowhere. I was bored and chose a random person to visit."
"Do you really think I believe such a dumb excuse? Tell me the truth." Wayne Wright slammed his fist on the desk. He wanted a real answer, now!
"Calm down, dad. You'll get a heart attack."
A vein popped on the president's forehead. How can he calm down when William was dodging his questions? It only made him madder. "The truth or I will lock you in your room for the rest of the day without food or water!" he said sternly.
Dwyl immediately sat up straighter. The president was very lax towards his son on most aspects, but when he starts to threaten like this he is serious. He would do it if William didn't cooperate. "Sorry, father. I didn't mean to get you angry, but I was really telling the truth. Yesterday morning I was scrolling through a list of civilians out of boredom and then I decided it would be interesting to randomly choose a person and play with them for a while. That person turned out to be Kailey King."
Wayne Wright calmed down a bit after hearing William's explanation, but he still wasn't convinced. "I don't get it, William. If you want to sleep with a girl, the most beautiful are right here in the palace. They are even better trained. And if you want a friend, you should choose one from the other elites. There is no reason to bring that ugly girl here."
"I don't want to f**k those girls you selected. They are all so boring. And those stupid elites can go to hell, I don't want to be friends with people who don't listen to me. Why would you just assume I want either a f**kbuddy or a friend?"
The president was a little bit insulted by his son calling the girls he personally selected and trained boring. They were the best of the best! How come he raised such a tasteless boy? "You still haven't told me what you are planning to do with that Kailey girl."
"We'll see. For now I gave her a guest room."
"A guest room?! Those are reserved for the other world leaders! What are you thinking? Don't tell me you're in love with her or something."
In love? William furrowed his brows, displeased by the mere suggestion. "That is preposterous. How could I fall for someone like that? No, I just want to have some fun. She is merely something like a toy to me."
"Then give her a servants room!"
"No. I don't want that." Dwyl refused the suggestion. He might not really like Lea, but Writer had asked to take good care of her. Dwyl would make sure to keep it's word as best as it can without diminishing the fun.
The president massaged his aching forehead. William was as stubborn as his mother. "Fine. I will allow it, but make sure she is gone by next week. I don't want you to make a fool of yourself when we host the yearly World Ball. Imagine the shame we would face when the others notice we let a civilian stay with us as a guest."
William stood up. "Thank you, dad. You are the best!" Before the president could change his mind, Dwyl left the room.
Wayne Wright slumped down in his chair. William was such a handful. He was only nice to him after he had gotten what he wanted. So much like his mother. The problem was that his mother was way harder to please… He sighed. There is nothing he could do about it.
He ringed the bell to call a servant in. "Bring that woman back in. We weren't done yet." He needed the stress relief.