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Introducing Daniel... (Chapter 1)

Family: noun A group consisting of two parents and their children living together as a unit.

You get two types of people in this world the lone wolf, and the family man. One who is comforted by the touch and presence of another.

Daniel Bowman was always labeled as a lone wolf, having never been seen with a girl or even labeled married. Being thirty three and not having a partner in life, people started to talk, though that never kept the woman from falling to his feet. Whether it was for the money or the Bowman name, they could care less if he was gay or not. Reason enough why he never dated. He was raised into a big family and he wanted one of his own but not the kind of family who loves the riches and run for the hills once it’s gone. Running multi billion companies, he never thought he had time nor did he think he deserved a family. His time was running out but there was just one problem, he didn’t want any girl. He wanted the one. The right one for him, the one who’s heartbeat matches his, the one who’s his rock and shoulder to cry on. The one who can light up his world with a simple smile. That’s the one, but he would never admit this. Why would he? He has and empire to run and a reputation to up hold. Some say he’s scared other’s say he’s too busy. Truth be told it’s a little of both. Busy he was, scared because of the money, oh yes. Money is the root of all evil and Daniel knew that like the back of his hand. He has experienced it first hand, he could easily be one of those cliche CEO’s, flashing their money and sports cars. But not even all the money in the world could fill the whole in his heart. In a world like this it is impossible finding the right one, but it is in the word itself. Possible.

Daniel was sitting in his office one faithful Sunday evening. Not that it counted as a weekend or restful day. To him it was just another day spent at his usual hang out, seven days a week, twenty four hours a day. His office. The 500x500 square meter space, all white and grey completely described Daniel. A big white desk near the window over looking the beautiful city of Johannesburg, two white chairs in front of his desk. On both the left and right, the walls were covered with tones of books and music plates as well as a gramophone, every inch of that office was more comforting than his childhood home itself.

It was not that he hated home, just seeing his sister Sophie, happy with her husband and son, he’d be lying if he said that he wasn’t feeling envious. What was he to do? He loved his nephew and he loved his entire family, but being successful with riches and work, he wished that he could have been successful when it came to love as well. But his father did leave him with a big chip on his shoulders, the business. Since Alec nor Sophie wanted to be that invested in the business , Daniel took it upon himself to make his father proud and raise the business higher. Working made him feel connected to his father. Somehow he would always wait for his father’s approval that didn’t come any more.

Daniel took it much harder when Conrad Bowman passed away. Conrad was very much like Daniel, hard worker, disappointment just wasn’t an option and they always gave their 110%. Daniel would do his work to the point of perfection and wait for his to come and give him a pat on the shoulder saying ‘Well done my son.’ and 'I am proud.’ and it made his day when it indeed happened. Not anymore. Conrad was gone along with his line of approval. But he was proud, of both his sons and daughter. He was the happiest man when he was alive and died with a smile on his face knowing his beloved and children would be perfectly fine. But were they really? Alec and Sophie continued on a positive note, or as positive as you can get for Alec since he found it comforting in numerous women’s beds. Sophie confided his her husband and son, treasuring every single moment with them. Claire Bowman had been left with riches and a big mansion, every ounce of that place haunting her with the spear image of her late husband. She lost her one true love but for the children’s sake she had to keep her head held high.

As for Daniel, he had struggled putting foot back into his parent’s house. The memories in that house was just too painful and Daniel did the most mundane thing, threw himself into work. But that wasn’t all, he found music. Sweet sweet music, like Bach and Mozart. It was strange for a soul so sad and broken to be listening to something so sweet but it gave him a sense of emotion he craved. One thing that attracted people towards him was no matter how broken and sad he was, he could never be rude or cold towards others. Why should he? To burden them with his problems? No. They had their own to deal with.

Daniel took a break from work sighing, something that never happened. It was always strictly work, but at that moment Daniel was just exhausted. It was already past midnight and the office was dark except for little lamp on his desk, the only light in the office. Taking a sip of water he opened his email seeing his nephew sent him a link to one of his you-tubers as he called it. Matthew always said that Daniel needed to check her out. Apparently she had incredible talent along with passion and beauty. Daniel debated but eventually did it since he loved the 14 year old.

The video started off with the beautiful girl introducing herself as Annabelle Parker. She started talking about a new cover she has been working on and then sat in front of her piano. Daniel immediately recognized the song, it was Prelude and Fugue in C major by Johann Sebastian Bach. One of Daniel’s favorite pieces. And in an instant Daniel’s attention was captured. He loved the way she played. The she moved as the music spoke to her. He just knew one thing. He needed to know her. But how? He could track her down but then he would look like a stalker. No he couldn’t do that. He could however subscribe her video and just keep watching her. No that sounded more ridiculous. He shook his head running a hand through his hair. He was being ridiculous it was just a girl and music. Yes she was like a siren, her music and he could bet her voice would and could just hypnotize every single inch of him. The brunette just clued herself to his thoughts.

Shaking his thoughts away he saw the next email that almost made him shrink. Seeing it was from the Academy of Creative Arts. Daniel owns half of the shares of this college and he was more than willing to invest in it especially because it was the arts. The reason he was conflicted of this email was because of a vivid woman. Mrs. Call. Mrs. Call is the owner of the other shares and she is also more involved as she is headmistress of the school. That annoyed Daniel as he gets constant emails a day from her with no relevant reason towards the school. It was always to accompany her somewhere, sure it doesn’t sound that bad, only once when Daniel did say yes however, he was shocked at the married and very flirtatious woman who tried to seduce him. Daniel made it clear he was not interested. She misunderstood and divorced r husband two weeks later hoping Daniel would take notice in her, unfortunately for her, he never changed his mind. So she got married for the third time six months later. Daniel was much relieved and felt sorry for her current husband as he was too in love to notice her getting around.

He chose to ignore his inner battle and opened the email not knowing that it would change his whole life.

To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Date: 2 November 2016 Time: 22:30pm

Dear Mr. Bowman,

I would like to inform you of our third year students yearly recital this coming week. Inviting all their family and friends to listen and watch their progress and give us feedback on satisfaction etc. This year’s event will take place at our Theatre on the Bay in Camps Bay, Cape Town. We would appreciate it if you could attended seeing as you are our other founder. The event will take place on the 5th November 2016 at 19:00 pm.

Please RSVP as soon as possible. With love

Charlotte Call Headmistress, founder and owner of the Academy of Creative Arts.

Daniel only now saw the email was sent three nights ago, how could he not see the email. Oh right, it was in the spam box. His bad. Since it was technically already the day of the recital he had to reply fast. Lucky for him he lived in Johannesburg, meaning it would be merely a few hours flight from there to Cape Town.

To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Date: 5 November 2016 Time: 00:30am

Greeting Mrs.Call,

I do apologize for the delay. I kindly accept your invitation.

Regards Daniel Bowman Owner, founder and CEO of Bowman industries.

Daniel shut his laptop and decided that it would be wise to head home, being in his office was now starting to suffocate him. Daniel packed his laptop in his suitcase and made his way to his office door. Locking it behind him he walked towards the elevator, pressing the button to the lobby. As he rode the elevator too many things clouded his mind. His father, work and Mrs. Call. He sighed and shook his head, that woman was repulsive he thought. She would leave her husband, the man who worshiped at her feet for a fling with Daniel. That disgusted him. When you marry you make a life long commitment, that person becomes your other half and more. She was reason enough why Daniel was scared. Woman wanted him for the wrong reasons and for that he felt cursed.

The elevator dinged, breaking his train of thoughts, signalling that he had arrived on the ground floor. Daniel stepped out giving a nod in greeting to the janitor. Always treat the janitor with the same respect you receive. His father told him when he was entering the business as a teenager. Exiting the building Daniel greeted his driver/ bodyguard Travis and got into the car. 

“Where to sir?” Travis asked his boss.

 “Home please Travis.” Daniel said rubbing his eyes. Daniel leaned his head back closing is eyes. It was just to relax but instead he fell into a deep slumber.

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