THE CONTRACT MISTAKE

ith anyone, Shawn yelled at the door,

orry si

," Mr Dylan Harrington baritone voic

owing fully well what his

s complements his white skin, his black tuxedo and leather shoes gives him a sophisticated business look. After all he was a Harrington,

here". came Shawn 's

ylan said icily, faking the smile plastered on

hated it so much, his grandfather loathed the thing calle

Shawn grumbled i

miling and gave his usual expression which stil

ink hiding in that crib you call a house will keep you away from me?". Mr Dylan asked

d people to ". Shawn said but one glance from h

ak up Shawn, cause I guess you enjoy it when I crush every cottage you build in the mi

ruining them because you have the power to, I work tirelessly and

worked hard, you are in this position because of me, so what do

o be here. I have my own profession and I don't need all o

n? Oh yes Music, For Goodness sake Shawn, you are a

h inwardly, how much he hated the

inding it so difficult to fulfill her dying wish". Mr Dylan asked,

than at his grandfather, it was yet anothe

it". Shawn simply repl

do I have to wait, when I get to my death bed right? That wo

eed time, it isn't as easy as you think". Shawn

or consider "The Loyals" the Gonners". Mr Dylan said and for the f

Mr Dylan shut him up just b

lready begun, see you in 3 days ," Mr Dylan said, standin

in deep breaths to calm his ne

ose to him went flying in the air crashing on the tiled floor, brea

k. The sound reverberated through his sleek, modern office. His voice, usually smo

usic career for once?" His hands tugged at his neatly styled hair, me

. They were his pride, his passion, a testament to the career he tried to build, passionately. Yet,

t could ease the pains he felt. The sound was raw, primal and loud. He dou

drown him in responsibilities he neither wanted nor asked for. Running the family business? Wh

ushed into Shawn's office in a

ir

hawn wasted no sec

t sir

the top of his voice which felt like the

lmost immediately, tears mes