Chapter 8

Daniel’s POV

I sighed as I checked my phone for a response but found none. What’s the matter with him?

It’s been weeks since he began leaving the mansion at night, returning in the wee hours, spending time with various women, drinking, and partying.

“The F Rious, what’s the matter with you?” I blurted out my worries.

We’ve never been like this before; we never kept secrets from each other and always had the same thoughts, but now I can’t read him at all. Previously, he would always tell me his plans, whether he wanted to have fun or go somewhere else.

We’ve been together since birth, and we only trust each other. We never let anyone into our private world.

We don’t trust anyone, not even our parents or siblings, just the two of us.

“Arrrghh,” I yelled, pulling my hair back and lying on my bed. To be honest, I’m running out of patience.

I suddenly remember our past together.

We couldn’t play with the other kids before because they