The Greek billionaire, Angel valtinos, strode into his father's office suite to find both his brother's waiting in reception and he stop dead, ebony brows skating up "what is this ? a family reunion?"
"Or papa is planning to carpet us for something," his Italian half brother, prince Vitale Castiglione commented with perceptible amusement because they were all beyond the age where parental disapproval was a normal source of concern.
" Does he make a habit of that?" Zac Da rocha demanded with a frown.
Angel met Vitale's eyes and his jawline squared neither passing comment. Zac, their illegitimate Brazilian sibling, was pretty much a wild card. As he was a new an rather mysterious addition to the family circle his brother's has yet to fully accept him. And trust came no more easily to the suspicious Angel than it did to Vitale.
Vitale grinned. ' you are the eldest,' he reminded Angel 'you got the top billings and first appearance.'
'Not sure I want it on this occasion,' Angel conceded, but he swiftly shrugged off the faint and comically unfamiliar sense of unease assailing his innately Rock solid confident.
After all Charles Russell has never played the role of a heavy father in his son's life but even without exercising that authority he has still been a remarkable decent father, Angel conceded reflectively Charles has not stay married to either his or vatale's mother for a very long time but he has taken a keen interest post divorce in fostering and maintaining a close relationship with his son's. Angel has always has course to be greatful to his father's stable approach to life and shrewd business brain he suspect he has inherited from him. His mother was a thoroughly flighty and frivilous Greek heiress , whose attitude to childcare and education would have been careless without his father's stipulation on his son behalf
Charles Russell crossed his office to greet his eldest son ' 'you're late' he told him without heat.
' My board meeting ran over,' Angel told him smoothly.
'What is this all about? when I saw Zac and Vitale's in the reception I wondered if they is a family emergency.'
' it depends on what you call an emergency', Charles deflected, studying his thirty three years old son, who top him in heights by several inches.
A son to be proud of , Charles has believe until very recently when the startling discovery of a certain disquieting information has punctured his parental pride. To be fair, Angel also carried his genes of a fabulously and predigreed Greek family,more known for their self destructiveness than their acheviment. Even so Charles has prided himself on Angel hugely successful reputation in the business world. Angel was the first valtinos in two generation to make more money than he spent. A very astute high achiever and a loyal and loving son he was the very last child Charles has expected to disappoint him. Nonetheless, Angel has let him down by revealing a ruthless streak of the valtinos self interested and irresponsible ' tell me what this is about,' Angel urged with characteristics cool.
Charles rested his back against his tidy desk, a still handsome man with greying hair in his early fifties. His well built frame was tense . 'When do you plan to grow up' he murmured wryly.
Angel blinked in bewilderment. ' is that a joke? he whispered.
'Sadly not' his father comfirmed . ' A week ago I learned from a source I will not share that am a grand father....'
Angel froze, his lean, extravagantly handsome features suddenly wiped clean of all animation, while his shrewd dark eyes hardened and veiled . In less than a split second, though , he lifted his aggressive chin in a grin acknowledgement of unwelcome shock he has been dealt: an issued he had hoped to keep buried has been unexpectedly an most unhappily disinterred by the only man in the world whose good opinion he valued.