Chapter 3 Night Life.

It was midnight when Morgan was disturbed by his phone continuously ringing. Scoffing he just adjusted himself to grab his phone from the nightstand when he saw the name of the incoming caller, he cursed under his breath. In a sleepy voice, he uttered, "What is it, mother fucker?"

"It is all because of your mother and now my mother won't let me sleep in peace!" the impatient yet eager voice came through the other side. He opened his eyes and laid on his back from the stomach position and asked, "What do you mean, brother? What did I do?"

"The fucking lie you told about me dating that girl, dude."

Taking a deep breath, Morgan answered, "I thought the discussion was over..."

"Oh, sure it wasn't. The way she was glaring at me with that deadly look, I can tell you, bro...she wants me to get fucking married to that fucking girl."

"Fuck! I don't even know who that girl was..." Shawn was hell pissed. "I know....do you want me to introduce her to you? Damn, bro. She was so good in bed..." Morgan locked his lips, recalling the moment when he banged her. "Fuck it, Morgan. I'm talking about the trouble you caused me and you're talking about the fucking sex you had..." there came Shawn's annoying voice. "Alright, alright. Nigga, I know what to do..." he assured his best friend and after talking to him, he went back to sleep. Next morning, Emma and David went to have breakfast and was expecting their son. Putting a napkin on his lap, David looked up and asked his wife, "Is your prince not awake yet?"

Emma got hesitant for a moment...she asked him to wake up early and have breakfast with them...but he being the stubborn one. Emma knew that her husband was a hot-tempered person so was her son. And to avoid this kind of situations she pleads her son to listen to his father. "Leave him, David darling. Shawn was with him late at night...he must be feeling sleepy..."

David shook his head then looked to his wife as he uttered, "Emma, I don't believe the story the kids told us."

"What story?" Emma sipped the tea, the lady maid had poured for her. After the lady maid left the couple alone to enjoy their breakfast, David declared, "That girl who was holding our prince's hand was not Shawn's girlfriend..."

Emma put the cup of tea back to the table and crossed her hands together as she asked, "What do you mean, my dear?"

"I can't believe my som be that innocent to hold his best friend's girlfriend hand..."

"And right now I only have a little doubt, if I get the confirmation, Emma...I may not tolerate this once again. Your son has ruined all of my reputations. What is it with him being a playboy? Twenty-seven year old don't do this but they get settled."

"Darling, David...he has told us that he will be completing his education first..." the mother favoured her only son. "What kind of education is this, Emma? I never saw him going to university or reading any books...just gets ready and go out late at night. Also, our son has completed his studies. He can't fool me, Emma."

Emma was silent. She knew her husband was annoyed at their son.

What can she do other than supporting him?

"Alright, my dear. David, have your breakfast...don't get yourself annoyed."

When David went to his company, Emma immediately rushed upstairs in her high heels clicking on the marble stairs. "My son is such a fool..." she muttered as she twisted the doorknob and stepped in. Looking around she saw the room was covered with uttered darkness and the guy was peacefully asleep. "That little piece of..." after cursing under her breath, she shouted, "Morgan!"

He just moved his face to the other side when the bright rays of the sun went directly upon his handsome face and he groaned in sleep. "Stop groaning, young man! And get up at once!" she tapped her high heels on the marble floor, her hands crossed to her chest. Emma Colton was a beautiful woman, with deep blue eyes and hair like autumn breeze she was modern and a stylish lady. Dressed in knee-length dress, her slender figure was proof that she was a diet, conscious person.

"Morgan Colton! Get up at once!" the moment she yelled annoyingly, Morgan huffed and tossed as he leaned back on the back. "What is the emergency, mother?" he asked yawning. "Your father, young man...had gone office very angry..."

"Why? Did he not get breakfast on time?" he was still clueless. Emma was getting furious. She favours him every time and yet he has no idea what she's talking about. "What did your father ask you last night, my dear handsome prince?" she was sweet this very moment. This made him realise that he has to go to the company to meet the clients. The way he looked at his mother, the scariness on his handsome sleepy face made his mother smile in a way that it could be made him more frightened. "Shit! Mom, I forgot!" he stood up to rush to the washroom. Emma knows that her son only sleeps in his briefs, nothing else. And she makes sure not to send the lady maids to his room or near him. Looking at the messy room with the empty bottles of wine, she shook her head before heading out of his room. "Carl?" Emma called out and a man wearing a professional suit with white gloves and a bow attached on the collar of his shirt, immediately walked to her, giving a slight bow to the lady boss, he asked, "Yes, madam?"

"Send someone to clean the room of master Colton..." she ordered before walking down the stairs. Morgan rushed down the stairs when his mother was only having a coffee, chilling in the living room. Carl walked to her and informed politely, "Mrs Colton, Mrs Black is here..."

"Mom! Please call dad and ask him..." Morgan was interrupted by his mother, "Boy, just go. I've talked to him."

The way his mother assured him, he was one lucky brat. Morgan had just stepped in his father's cabin when he heard some people talking. His annoyed face has changed into a calm one when he heard the sweet voice of a female. Raising his head he cleared his throat and the girl turned around. "Ah! There is my son. Morgan, please come in..." exclaimed David Colton. The girl had just gawked at him.

Morgan Colton was bot the average guy but he was the handsome and a hot guy. With his biceps pumped to his shirt, he was wearing the navy blue shirt with first two buttons remained opened of it, the sleeves rolled up. His pants were fitted and the black loafers he was wearing made him look like some ravishing kind of a guy. His deep mesmerizing eyes were fixed on her and somehow the environment got hotter.

"This is our new partner and she will be working with you on a certain project."

Morgan stepped forward while the girl stood up and turned around. Her figure came across to his sight and his deep blue eyes were blazing with fire.

He had thought about it and soon she will be laying under him with her breaths high. Reaching out to offer her hand for a shake, she uttered, "Sophie..."

"Morgan..." he was confident much. While gazing her he rubbed her hand with his only thumb and she let out a smile. This, of course, was his way to flirt or to tell the woman that he is interested in her. "So, now. You both go to the board room and start your work."

David who was leaning back on his chair smirked then declared. Morgan asked her to go out first and before turning to go back he just winked at his dad. David slightly shook his head and buried himself back to work. Morgan was listening to Sophie when his phone rang and he excused himself. Walking to the corner, he answered the phone, "Yeah bro?"

"Where you at, man? You were supposed to dealing right now..."

Morgan closed his eyes for a second as he forgot that he had to make a deal. "Bro, I'm at the company right now."

"So what about the deal?" Shawn's voice came from the other side of the phone. "Trust me, the deal I am handling at the moment is worthy of all..." peeking a look at the beautiful girl, he told his friend. "I'm sorry, Sophie..." with that they were back to work. An hour passed by and Morgan and Sophie were working on a project in the board room and right next to the room was the cabin of David Colton.

And he was watching his son flirting with the girl, from time to time. "Two days..." Morgan exclaimed when their work was done and the girl was going back. "I'm sorry?" she asked unaware. "We will get along very well in two days, " he spoke confidently. Smiling widely and beautifully the girl waved him goodbye before stepping in the car. "Back to work, baby..." he muttered under his breath as he waved to the guard to bring his car. Morgan went directly to the nightclub, his father owns and stepped in. It was seven in the evening the club was slowly getting fill with people and he went to his friends. "Where is the guy, bro?" he asked Shawn after meeting all of his guy friends. "He must be here..." Shawn answered looking around then pointed to his left side. Morgan walked to the guy and asked, "Hey, you here for Mary Jane?"

The guy gave a slight nod to Morgan and he fetched a small plastic-wrapped up with all the cartoonist images. "What is this?" asked the guy as he put the plastic in his pocket. "Bro, this is the original stuff. Now go away, " he answered. Morgan and all the guys were having drinks with weed when Shawn saw Lara was coming in their direction. "Hide it! Lara is coming!" Shawn announced immediately. He was in a panic. Morgan leaned back on the sofa as he rolled the weed in a cigarette. He wasn't afraid of anything or anyone. Lara greeted them then turned to sit next to Morgan. "Hello, guys. What are you doing?" she asked happily. All the guys were quiet. She did not know that her childhood best friend, Morgan is a drug dealer. "And Morgan. You still smoke?" she asked with a raised brow. Poor girl didn't know that he was having hash.

Shawn raised both of his brows and clicked his tongue when another guy named Ray exclaimed, "Lara, when are you having the opening ceremony of your company?"

"Soon...very soon."

Crossing her leg onto another, she continued, "Shawn and Morgan, you guys have to come with me..."

Morgan had just looked on his right side, at the door when he immediately stood up and threw the cigarette on the glass table. Shawn rapidly put off the burning cigarette and all of them saw how Morgan adjusted his appearance before going to the girl. Clearing his throat and shrugging his black biker jacket, he commented, "You look beautiful tonight..."

Turning around she was astonished to see him looking a complete bad boy. "Oh, Morgan. You are here..." she smiled towards him. "Why, yes. Sophie, this is my father's nightclub..." he winked towards her. While Sophie made an impressing face he winked at her direction and spread his hand for her to walk, as if showing her the way. Sophie looked gorgeous in a knee-length dress with open hair and red lipstick. Lara was only gazing at Morgan, her eyes blank but slowly her jaw becomes clenching. "Did he just walked away while I was speaking?" her tone was annoyed. Her eyebrows were knitted in frustration when Shawn gestures her to stay quiet. "These are my friends..." Morgan introduced the pretty girl to all of his friends. No doubt but she was a glamours woman. Her appearance said it all. Lara had her jaw clenched but she managed to give a tight-lipped smile. "And this is Sophie...my business partner..."

"Oh, so you have a female business partner..." Lara raised both of her eyebrows in amazement. Sophie was a nice girl, she was sweet. Morgan took her to sit with him and they had drinks.

Lara was offended.

Of course, she cannot tolerate her best friend giving attention to some random girl. "Shawn, please tell me he is not planning to fuck her..." Lara uttered in a low voice, the glass of wine touched to her lips. Shawn just clicked his tongue to assure her.

But deep down all of them knew Morgan Colton doesn't flirt with any girl until he wants her for only one night. "I swear, my friend is an idiot. He is wasting his time just to spend a night with this girl..." Lara whispered again. "Let's go out of here?" Shawn suggested to the annoyed girl. It was that moment when Morgan had whispered something in Sophie's ear and she giggled. Lara has had enough. Anger was boiling deep in her system. No shit but the girl Sophie was delicately pissing Lara off. And she doesn't like to lose. She had an idea but before she could utter, Morgan announced, "Alright, guys. Let's call it a night."

With that he stood up with the girl, holding her hand and his friends could only stare at them. Morgan waved them goodbye and walked away and all the time Sophie could not help but blush. "This girl, Sophie...where did our friend find her?" Lara was staring at her back. She was an average kind of girl, with dark brown hair and tan skin, she had brown eyes. Her ass was peachy and round. The way she was walking made her look like some sort of a professional model. "Shawn?" Lara snapped out of the moment and turned to Shawn who could not stop watching her ass. "What an ass!" he exclaimed with an open mouth. Lara hit him gently on the arm and muttered, "Ass! Stop looking at her, ass!"

"Yeah, I was looking at her ass..."

This made her roll her eyes but she secretly clenched her fist in anger. She was trying her best to control her anger but deep down she wanted to kill the girl Sophie. But on the other hand, she was only a nightstand... This made her mood a little pleasant. Turning around she declared, "Shots? Anyone?"

Shawn was unaware of what might happen to her. One minute she was frustrated and another second she was celebrating. Girls... He shook his head then a ghost of a smile touched his lips, looking at her. On the empty roads of New York, Morgan was driving his black Range Rover, the sunroof of the car was open and Sophie was hanging out, feeling the cold breeze and the blasting music getting on her nerves. She was carefree yet drunk and Morgan was interested in it. He wanted her to go a little wild. "Sophie, darling?" he called out while holding her hand. She went back on her seat, next to Morgan and looked at him blankly. "What are you looking at?" he asked taking one quick look at her face. "You are hot..." she complimented out of nowhere. He chuckled lightly and this made her even turned on. Without giving a warning to him, she grabbed his face and turned it towards her, as their lips locked the sparkling waves of currents passed through their bodies. None of them could wait any longer. With a screech, the car was parked on the corner. He made out to her, caressing her body, giving her pleasure. Under the bright moonlight, the car shook gently from the pace he was holding. His breaths were high, he had too much of a weed and wine. The reaction of both of the things got mixed and he felt electrified. Panting hard on the back seat, Morgan leaned back as he took a look at the girl who was smiling towards him. The dark mascara on her face had smudged up, so was her lipstick. She was a beautiful yet sexy woman.

Taking a deep breath he caressed her long hair and she cuddled with him. Later in the night, he was rolling a cigarette when his best friend called him. "Yeah?" he puffed the weed. "Yeah, I'm with her...Shawn, can you book a room in the Plaza?" he took a look at the girl who was sleeping peacefully on the back seat and asked.