Alistair's Pov

Without further questioning, I exited my room but first made sure that Charles and Christine were out of it too. What? It's not like I didn't trust my sister, it's just that my room had too much personal stuff. Plus, I didn't trust Charles yet, so....

As soon as I made my way towards dad's study room, I gathered all the courage I had to question him. When suddenly I reached that specific place, I, for a moment, considered taking a "u" turn as a preferable option. But, I didn't, I marched inside gathering all the manly courage which was left within me. No matter it took me long enough to man up, even longer than Miley Stewart took to reveal to the world that she's Hannah Montana.

"Can I?" I half opened the door. A pair of the spectacle was surfaced on dad's nose. When he saw me, he granted me access inside and closed the file.

Considering his nod as an answer, I walked slowly towards him. I made myself comfortable on the chair, as I sat in front of dad. I stiffened my back and saw straight.

"Look son", Oh, I was very sure that something serious was on its way.

"Where were you these past days?" he rested his elbows on the table and positioned his chin on top of his clenched knuckles.

"I....?" I re-questioned which I later realized was very stupid of me.

"I mean, I was out for a friend's birthday", I re-continued. "And then I met with a little accident. I mean, I did call you. Do you remember it?" I questioned him back to which he just nodded.

"Yeah, Chace and Zack came to your rescue before me. So, where was this friend's party?" he furrowed his brows, tightened his lips, and waited for me to answer his straight-yet-not-very-straight question.

"I-um" I stammered and then continued "It wasn't exactly a friend's party. It was a friend's girlfriend's party" I looked at him straight in his eyes, making my reply more confident "I think you're well aware of Aaron. He was the one who has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend had her birthday, and it was the very birthday I've been to", I truly knew that it was garbage which was being thrown out of my mouth in place of words.

"Yeah, I'm very well aware of it", dad smirked to which I widened my eyes because it was very obvious that he knew. Maybe I did try my best to hide away from him, and maybe I failed miserably.

"Oh! I don't remember sharing any such information with you" I tried playing dumb "Oh wait, were you invited to the party as well?" I arched my brows and filled my face with curiosity whilst looking towards dad.

"Who am I?" my dad rhetorically questioned. "Yeah, right, I'm your father", he replied himself when I stayed mute. "You did try your best to hide from me, but to be honest, you failed miserably. I did see you that night, and I also saw a woman along with you. Though, I couldn't see her face properly---" I sighed in relief "But I did see that you were accompanied by a woman", he kept his right hand on my shoulder and continued "I'm very well aware of the fact that you hang out with woman, then why lie to me, or hide away from me?"

I listened silently without interrupting him. For a moment, I decided to tell him the truth, but then I realized that he was the one who should be speaking the truth and not me. So, I decided to question him first, and if he answered me accurately then I'll do the same, and if lied then I'll continue with my lying tradition as well.

I took a deep breath and began with my interrogation. "So.... who was the woman you were with? Don't tell me you are cheating on mo----" I was about to add 'm' to complete my word but was interrupted by dad.

"Seriously, son..? Do you think that very low of me? I may have been there with a woman but she was no one to me other than some business delegate"

"Delegate huh?" I questioned again focusing on the keyword 'delegate'

"I mean an acquaintance who's helping me with some project", One thing was pretty sure with the reply was that dad was lying. He may not be cheating on mom, but, he was definitely keeping some secrets. I mean Humpty Dumpty a delegate? The only thing she's good at is women trafficking.

"I'm the one who should be questioning" Dad disrupted the silence.

"Yeah, I thought you may overreact that's why I kept myself and my girl away from you", when dad's face didn't look much satisfied with the answer then I continued "I mean she doesn't match our standard. Not that I'm very serious about her but the least I wanted, was you insulting her" I completed my statement with proper justification.

"No son. I would never do that. You're definitely taking me for something I ain't. I mean, if you're seeing some low-class girl, or eventually tying the knot with her then we gain their class's votes as well. Plus you'll be considered as a modern age prince. I think you should definitely make appearances with her in public. I mean, why don't you just invite her for dinner someday, or let me say tomorrow?" his eyes shined as he spoke. It felt like he unleashed some technique to fail the opposition.

"Uh" I coughed "Ahem" I was lost for words, as my lies were getting deeper and deeper. "Sure, sure" I coughed again.

"That's great then. I'll see you with your girl soon", he responded whilst side-hugging me. I fake smiled making it look as genuine as I could.

After making sure that dad left the room, I picked up some files from the desk and threw them on the floor as an attempt to empty my frustration. I was here to question dad about Rosaline but seems like he put me in a situation that I, at the moment, am questioning my very own existence.

I strolled back to my room, freshened up, removed a leather jacket from my wardrobe, and draped it over my t-shirt since it was cold outside. I made sure that I carried my helmet because I was currently in the mood to ride my bike. I missed it a lot lately. Elections were close, and no matter how much I tried to deny it, I was scared. Shit scared.

I probably made up my mind that this week was the last one in which I was going to visit Evelyn. I'd either tell her the truth or pledge to never see her beautiful face ever. I'm very well aware of the fact that it won't be easy. I have been kind of used to Evelyn. Even going a day without looking at her face or hearing her voice seems impossible to me. I don't know what mess I'm into. But first, I had to take care of the upcoming dinner in which my father expects me to bring my so-called low-class girl.

I rode at full speed, and within minutes reached my friend's apartment. I marched inside without knocking on the door. Chace's and Zack's faces lit up when they saw me. They came closer for a group hug.

"Damn bro, we missed you", Zack propelled his knuckles to which I knocked with mine.

"Me too", Chace winked.

We settled ourselves on the sofa in the living area. After a while, Chace stood up and threw beer bottles in our direction. We caught it and thanked him for being such a great friend. Chace has always been the best. Zack wasn't any less of a friend but Chace was like a brotherly figure to me.

"I'm actually here for some advice", I interrupted the silence.

"Yeah, maybe that's why our eyes were blessed by your face and body", Zack took a sip and sarcastically replied.

"Shut the fuck up, douchebag", I mimicked his facial expressions.

"What's the matter?" Chace questioned curiously. I then interpreted the whole of the story, word by word. With every incident, they seemed to get more engrossed in the conversation. They sipped on their beers and listened keenly like I was some storyteller.

As soon as I came to an end, I shrugged chuckling. "Damn. Is there a movie based on your life or should I make one?" Chace laughed.

"Whore, fuck you even more. No, no, no. The politician engaged with the whore. Oh, no. Father's boss but whore's sexy like Kate moss", Zack rolled on the floor laughing, his beer leaking from his bottle. Though I didn't offend his statements a part of me didn't approve of him calling Evelyn a whore. It felt like he was disrespecting her when she deserved so much respect.

"Enough, man-whore", I exaggerated the last word. He still laughed and it took him like 10 minutes to shut up.

"But still can't get over the fact that" Chace laughed which caused him discomfort to talk "I mean. Mr. Dick, dick, dick-man", he laughed hysterically, "I think I'm going to get drunk someday and call your dad by the same name. Evelyn sure is something".

"Coming back to my problem" I inhaled deeply "Help me, please."

"Why don't you just hire some woman for a night to be your girlfriend? I mean I would've recommended Evelyn, but considering the fact that she's met your dad earlier, plus you're not exactly what you are in front of her would literally fuck the whole situation up. I think you should definitely tell her the truth, not today but someday"

"Like I never thought about it" I offended.

"Of course you did", Zack winked. "Why don't you just ask Chloe to go along with you? I mean you're quite familiar with her plus she's kind of into you as well. Also, I don't think that Chace would mind, but I will if you break the bro-code"

Chace threw daggers at Zack, and then looked in my direction and continued "I really won't mind you taking Chloe out, if that helps you in any way"

"But I would if you sleep with her. Chace gets to sleep with Evelyn if you sleep with Chloe. I hope you don't forget the bro-code"

"He wouldn't" Chace cut him off

"I won't", I said in synchronization and exited the place after hugging them goodbye again. On my way, I texted Chloe to meet me at the cafe, for which she sounded extremely excited. She sent me 5 heart emojis with 'can't wait as soon as she received the message.

I always knew that she was into me, more than Chace, even before dating Chace, so it was a win-win situation for me because the way Chloe reacted when she was in front of me could really depict her desperateness of having my cock in her mouth. I was certainly sure that I wouldn't lie to her, but I was also sure that I won't tell her the exact truth as well.

As soon I drove to the destination, which was a cafe, I quickly parked my bike and rested my ass on the table I reserved for us. Within a few minutes, I could see Chloe marching in. She wore a tight sheath dress which showed her perfect curves. Also, her neck was deep, which showed half of her cleavage which I must say looked very, very sexy.

I quickly uplifted myself from my seat, as a gesture to help her sit. She marched closer in my direction and bridged the gap between us whilst hugging me tightly. She pecked me softly on my cheeks, which kind of was wet. Was she trying to seduce me? Or the main question was... was I seduced by her?

I tried pulling away, but the way she smelled opposed my decision.

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