C5 HAIR TO THE FAMILY.

David POV

I woke up usual slight sleepy. I rubbed my eyes with my thumb. I carefully slipped out of bed and walked to my personal bathroom. Phone in hand, I never went anywhere without it, not even restrooms. I would take my calls in the shower anytime. I stood in front of the mirror. I washed my face after dabbed my face with a towel. I looked into my black eyes. There wasn't bloodshot and the puffiness was already starting to go away. I blinked away all the last sleepiness and ran my fingers through thick dark hair.

The Benson had perfect hair. His father is billionaire. Francis Benson is in his fifties and his hair was just starting to turn gray. He looks ten years younger and David still believes he is not getting old and have all the time in the world before he needed to worry about him losing his look.

I smile at myself. I know I am handsome. I have everything I need but I feel so lonely sometimes that why I work hard not to think so much. I find women throwing themselves on me because of my money, and nothing else that matters to them. I hate them so much. These perfect teeth, my dimples and the twinkling in my black eyes. I find myself so fascinating but I have no one to share with.

I heard my phone buzzing on the counter top. I snapped out my thoughts.

"Hello sir."

"Yes, Liam, my personal assistance, schedule my appointment with the buyer's for next week."

"Okay sir."

I hung up the phone and set it back on the counter. As soon as I finished showering and brushing my teeth, my father called. I just looked at the screen but didn't touch it. All my father wants is about me getting married and I am tired of this marriage discussion. I know I am already 30 years old. I know I don't believe in love but I haven't met the right person in my life. My father didn't get that, I am busy with work. I have a role in the family business as the sole heir to the Benson Dynasty. We operates in hotels, restaurants, buildings, construction sites for new commercial and property management, etc. I have a lot of employees working for me and I am very serious when it comes to business that enough on my plate to handle.

I let the phone ring until it finally stopped, knowing that it would pick up by the voicemail anyway. I felt clean, refreshed and came out of bathroom and started going through my closet. I quickly got dressed choosing from hundreds of outfits in my walk-in closet. I managed with black and white shirts. I messaged my driver to come and picked me in five minutes.