"What's up?" Nick said as he sat beside Adrian, who was staring at his laptop as he clicked on different pictures of girls.
"What are you doing?" He asked when he was not responding.
"Trying to find a wife," he replied.
"Huh? Is that how you find a wife?" He chuckles, carrying the laptop from his lap.
" I am honestly confused. I don't know what to do," he sighed in frustration. He has been trying to find a beautiful girl that will suit him.
His father started again yesterday; he went to visit him. He actually called for him. He knew they were going to end up in an argument, and they did.
He was throwing it at his face about many billionaires who are married and not just married but with kids, those that are younger and older than him.
He told him to stop comparing himself to others, but he wouldn't listen. He keeps acting like the father of the year when the truth is that he's the worst.
Ever since he was a kid, he rarely showed him love, and yes always found a way to make him look and feel bad.
They never talk without fighting; maybe that was one of the reasons he worked hard on himself.
He thought he would be proud and stop making his life miserable, but it was just a dream. The more he worked hard, the more his father reminded him of his mistakes.
He actually stopped trying to please him; he let him say whatever he wanted. But the issue of marriage actually hit him hard.
He might not want to agree with his father, but he actually has a point; after his ex left him, he has been a coward in the relationship.
He is afraid to fall in love again. He sighed as he rubbed his temples. Will he find that girl meant for him?
"Let's hold an audition," Nick suggested, "audition? What are you talking about? I'm not making a movie. I need a wife," he snapped.
" I know, but looks are deceptive. We need to keep them close so that you will choose the one that pleases you," he said.
" So we should hold an audition?" Adrian asked, " yes, we need five to ten girls. It's going to last for a week or two; after that, you will choose your bride," he explained.
"All right, do the necessary preparations," he said more like an order, and Nick nodded.
*****
Mirabel wandered on the streets as he felt like all hope was lost. Maybe it is. She just lost her job.
She started working there barely two weeks, and now she's out. Her life is really the worst. If an award is to be given to the person with the weirdest luck in history, she will definitely win.
Too bad there is nothing of such. "Why is everything like this!" She yelled, and her voice echoed in the background.
She stared around, and luckily no one was passing by. At least she's saved from those that will contact the nearest mental asylum.
She sighed and sat on the floor. Mirabel Lopez is a twenty-two-year-old girl. She grew up with her mom, but they got separated when she was ten.
She left the house to get something for them to eat, but she never returned. Being a strong girl, she had no problem coping.
But life doesn't give a damn about how strong you are. Finishing high school was so hard I got into college on a scholarship.
She had to drop out when she couldn't pay some fees and put food on the table. It was just too hard.
She was still lost in thought when she saw some guys walking into a bar. "I will definitely eat dinner. I just have to be smart," she mumbled and walked into the bar.
" Go get some drinks from the bartender; we have to celebrate," she heard one of the guys say.
" Guys, I think this is too much," another guy who looked like the richest said as they sat in the VIP section.
"Congratulations, man!" One of the guys yelled as he opened a bottle of champagne, and they all raised a cup to get theirs.
"Wow! Congratulations!" A man yelled as he clicked glass with Adrian. He just smiled and drank a sip from his cup; the last thing he needs is getting drunk.
He just closed another deal. It is really a great achievement. He is getting richer and richer as each minute goes by.
Well, he has the brain, so what's stopping him from expanding his company and getting richer?
"That was a hard deal, bro. I actually thought you wouldn't be able to handle that cocky man," one of his friends said.
" What are you talking about? Of course, he can handle any living thing, including a pu**y," another guy joked, and they laughed except Adrian, who chuckled.
" He is Adrian Gonzales; he moves a mountain," Nick stated with his hands around his shoulder.
"You joke a lot," he uttered, removing his hand from his shoulder." Excuse me," Adrian excused himself and walked away.
He washed his hand after easing himself. He stared at his reflection in the mirror, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lip.
'I should not give a damn about what dad says, I am doing great, and I will do many more great things because I am Adrian Gonzales,' he thought.
It's high time he stopped living up to other people's expectations. He should just believe in himself.
He was still thinking as he walked out of the restroom. Someone, a girl to be precise, bumped into him.
"I'm sorry," she apologized, and he could tell she was drunk. She stunk of alcohol.
" It's fine," he said, and she winked. He felt his heart race for that second. It was so fast that he could not tell if it was real.
"Excuse me," the lady uttered and staggered away.
