I sit and stare sulkily at Christian as we sit on opposite side of dad's desk.

'Matt, what's your problem? I thought speaking to Flynn today would help.' Christian says gently.

'He did help but then I heard you talking to mom. There's so much that I don't know about and I want to know more but I'm not sure I'm ready for it. I heard you say something about a deal until I was eighteen, what was all that about?' I ask him.

'Please be patient until dad gets here.' He says and then changes the subject. 'How did you feel about going over the floating bridge today?'

'Not as bad as yesterday. Taylor was mad at that security guy, he fired him.' I say.

'He deserved it, he couldn't follow one simple instruction. How could we trust him not to fuck up more when he's on his own with you?' he says. 'I saw the red mark.'

'Are you mad at me?' I say with a smirk.

'I was but it isn't significant with everything else that is going on. You should have said something at the time.' He says.

'What and have you go thermonuclear on me, no thanks. I'm sorry I went shopping, I should have called you straight away.' I say.

'I hope you enjoyed it, it's probably the last time you'll have the freedom of being on your own.' He says. 'Where did you go to sleep? Everyone was worried about you.' He stares at me through his cool gray eyes. I gulp, I don't want to tell him. I look away and squirm. 'Well, it wasn't in this house or the boathouse we searched everywhere. Perhaps we should have micro-chipped you when you were younger or even last week when you were unconscious.'

'You wouldn't of dared, mom would have gone mad.' I say.

'Are you daring me?' he asks, I gulp. Shit no, I can't dare him, he always carries them out. I shake my head slowly. 'Tell me where you went.'

'Next door. I slept in my old bedroom.' I say quietly. I stand and walk to the window and stare at the view, anything is better than looking at Christian at the moment. I feel his arm round my shoulder and turn to look at him. He looks at me with concern etched on his face.

'I'm sorry little bro. I've been having a go at you and you must be pretty emotional right now.' He says gently and I nod. 'Do you want to talk?'

'I was a bit dazed when I was dropped off here and ended up next door. I played daddy's piano for a while.' I say before Christian interrupts.

'Were you careful?' he asks.

'Yes very, I don't know why but I just seemed to have so much respect for that piano. I lifted the lid carefully. It felt beautiful to play, so familiar. I remembered sitting there with daddy and him teaching me. When I finished I lowered the lid gently. I was exhausted so just headed upstairs to sleep. It felt like the most natural thing to do and when I woke I felt truly rested. I felt calm, totally relaxed. I haven't felt like that for a long time. It sort of scared me, I don't know why, it's hard to explain. I think that's why I went into my stroppy mode when I saw everyone.'

'Your daddy always told you that you could play it but you had to be very careful and you always were even when you were small.' Christian says.

'I also found some toys in the top drawer of his desk in his study.' I say.

'Let me guess, a power ranger, a car, a plane and a helicopter.'

'How did you know?' I say.

'You always took one of each wherever you went. If you'd been naughty your daddy would have taken them off you and that's probably where he put them.' Christian says with a smile.

'Was I naughty a lot?' I ask.

'You just did things without thinking, I don't think you meant to be naughty but you had a mind of your own and didn't listen to anyone until it was too late. You haven't changed.' He says but he's still smiling.

'Thanks for not telling mom why you and Elliot hosed me down. I'm mortified even now.' I say.

'Matt, you've got to look on the funny side of the situation. Elliot thought it was hilarious but thought you were too young and didn't want you going off the rails.' He says.

'I thought I would be like you and Elliot.' I mutter. 'I didn't expect you to be at home, I thought you'd both be working.'

'So you skipped school to get drunk, smoke and look at a porn magazine. Matt, we've never even smoked a cigarette never mind what you were smoking that day.'

'Well I always had to go one step further and push the boundaries. How come dad never found out?' I ask.

'He had an inkling with the beer because it was his that you pinched but he just thought we'd hosed you down to sober you up and left us to it. Where did you even get the other stuff?'

'Someone at school, the magazine and the smoke. They were even thoughtful enough to sell it ready rolled. Why did you strip me though before you did it?' I ask.

'To make you feel even more humiliated so you wouldn't do it again. Did you even get an erection that day?' Christian asks smirking at me.

'Not that I remember and you put me off even looking at a girl until recently.' I say.

'Well the punishment worked then. Just remember when you and Hannah have kids they'll be like you and will probably get up to all sorts of mischief.' He says.

'I don't think we'll bother then.' I say. 'Are you and Ana going to have any kids?'

'Not yet, I'm not ready to be a father.' He says sadly.

'Why, you were good with me most of the time when I was growing up.' I say surprised.

'That was different.' He mutters.

'Why?'

'Don't start on your 'Why' questions, we'll be here all night.' He says just as dad comes into the study.

'Evening boys. Are you sure about this Christian? Dad says and he nods. 'Are you ready to hear everything Matt?' I look at him warily and then at Christian who nods at me and then back to dad. I nod slowly but unsurely. 'Ok, let's sit down, we could be a while.' I sit in the chair that I left not so long ago.

'Dinner will be in an hour.' Mom says as she pops her head round the door. I look at her with my wide eyes and she comes to hug me. 'Don't worry darling, we'll still protect you.' She says quietly and run her fingers through my curls to reassure me.' I smile weakly at her as she turns and leaves the study.

'Right Matt, let's get started. Do you remember much about your life when your mommy and daddy were alive?' dad asks.

'No.' I whisper.

'Do you remember breaking your arm when you were about three?' he asks.

'No.' I whisper again. I look at Christian who smiles at me.

'You fell out of the tree near the boathouse. When your daddy took you to the hospital the paparazzi had taken photos of you leaving the hospital with your arm in a cast. Your daddy was normally so vigilant but he never noticed them. The story was meant to run in the Seattle Times the following day but he managed to get it stopped. The following day you'd gone out for the day and again more pictures were taken of you with your parents. Your daddy didn't mind photos of him and your mommy but he wanted to keep you out of the media. Your daddy was always in the papers, whether it was charity work or something to do with one of his companies there was usually something about them most days. It wasn't just Seattle though, it was the whole of America, Canada and also the UK and Australia. We managed to do a deal with many of the newspaper groups where they could have the stories on him but they had to keep you out of the photos until you were eighteen. He invested heavily in many media groups so that this could happen. Of course you turned eighteen a couple of months ago and the interest is out there to get photos of you. They want to run a story on you as they're very interested in what has become of the heir of the billionaire.'

'Billionaire.' I whisper.

'Yes, he was even when he was alive. Matt, Christian has been working hard to keep the press away. They tried to get a story about you being in hospital but he managed to get it blocked. It's going to happen at some point and it might be best if we try and control it.' Dad says gently.

'Shit, I didn't want any of this.' I say.

'Matt, it won't be that bad.' Christian says. 'The press want stuff about me all the time but I just let them have something every now and again. Once the initial story is out of the way we can have more control.'

'Was it like that for daddy, everyone wanting to know everything about him and wanting to talk to him.' I ask.

'Yes, he couldn't walk down the street without someone stopping him. I think if you were with him then they just knew to leave him alone.' Dad says.

'Can we stop them until I finish school?' I ask.

'Matt, they're desperate. They've been waiting fifteen years to have something on you. Last week they even had an article on your daddy.' Dad says.

'Really, I didn't see it.' I mutter.

'I didn't give you that part of the paper.' Dad says.

'Oh. Is there anything else you can tell me?' I ask.

'Yes, when we drew up the contracts with the papers we also put others things in place for you. Your daddy had been going through a difficult time. He'd just discovered that he was being ripped off in a big way by someone who he'd trusted his whole life. They had a lot invested in properties in England but this person had managed to take millions of pounds from the business. It didn't get to the courts but it hurt him. That person was your other godparent.' I gulp, shit I have another godparent. 'Your daddy cut all ties with his family over the fraud and a tight legal document was drawn up so only Grace and I could look after you if anything should happen. It even stated everything about the adoption and change of name. He couldn't trust his family again and he didn't want them to have any contact with you. You can change your surname back though whenever you want and now with the media interest people will know anyway.'

'Do they know where I am?' I ask.

'Who, the family?' Dad asks and I nod. 'Yes, do you want any more details?' again I nod. 'Your grandmother is in her nineties and is quite frail now. Your Uncle Nick lives in London and has the property business still, he's married and has two girls. One the same age as you and the other is a few years older. Your Uncle Nick was the one he was in business with, he's your other godparent.' I sit and stare at a spot on the desk. I don't know what to say. I have a family that I knew nothing of. Dad continues to talk. 'Matt, you have an absolute fortune. More money than you can ever know what to do with. A lot of it is tied up in business which you have seen some of the paperwork for.'

'I thought you gave me all of the paperwork.' I say looking at him.

'Only the Seattle businesses. That's only about a tenth of what you own.' Dad says. I feel the color drain from my face. I look at Christian. He looks shocked as well.

'Shit, I'm never going to be able to leave the house again.' I say.

'You are, but you just have to learn how to adapt. Obviously security will have to be tight and you will need someone as good as Taylor to be with you at all times.' Christian says. 'Matt, I've been trying to tell you that you need to be careful and you weren't listening. That's why we had to tell you everything.'

'Oh, is that why you're always been so over protective.' I ask.

'Yes, we couldn't take any chances with anything.' Dad says.

'Have I got any other family?' I ask.

'No, your mommy was an only child and her parents died quite close together when you were about two.' Dad says. 'You're taking all this news better than I expected.'

'I think I'm in shock. I'm worried that if we do a story with the Seattle Times it will make it difficult to go back to school and what about Hannah?' I say.

'If we do a story as soon as possible it will have died down before you go back to school as the next semester is eight weeks away.' Dad says.

'And Hannah, she might not even want to be with me when all this comes out.' I say.

'Matt, she'll be fine.' Christian says. 'She'll adapt quite quickly and remember you'll be doing it together. Ana has been fine and she has been thrown into my lifestyle. All the family will be there for you still and I'll be there to help you through everything.'

'OK, what do you suggest then?' I ask.

'I think we should offer a story tomorrow and then you fly to straight to Hawaii for ten days of privacy.' Christian says.

'Will they not follow me there?'

'Hopefully not, by the time it's published you'll be safely in the house. You can speak to Hannah about everything then.' Christian says.

'OK, I'm a bit scared. My life is going to be totally different to what I know now.' I say.

'Don't worry. I cope OK. You just have to be elusive and you're a master at that already.' Christian says with a smirk.

'I think I need to see Flynn again but not sure I'll have time before I go.' I mutter.

'I'll speak to him and warn him about the story and then if you need to call him whilst you're away. If things get that bad I'll fly him to see you. Matt, when you're away you just need to be vigilant at all times. I'm going to send Sawyer and Ryan with you plus this new guy. Taylor has hired a woman that can watch Ana. We'll also get some more security for the rest of the family and get them trained up for when you get back.' Christian says.

'Thank you.' I say gratefully.

'Matt, don't worry. We'll guide you through this. I helped your daddy through it all and Christian is on hand as well.' Dad says. 'Once the first story is out then hopefully things will calm down. I think they just want to know a little bit about you.'

'Luckily there's not much to tell.' I say.

'People will come up to you as if they know you and others that think they know you will try and sell a story to make a fast buck. Is there anyone at school that you've had trouble with?' dad asks gently.

'Only one person and he was killed last week.' I mutter looking at Christian. 'Did you have to keep it out of the papers when I thumped him?' He nods. I'm going to have to think before I do anything stupid again.

'Dinner will be ready in five minutes, have you got anything else you want to know?' dad asks.

'No, I think I'm better off not knowing anything else.' I mutter. 'Thanks for telling me though. Can I go now?'

'Yes.' Dad says and I leave him and Christian to talk some more, probably about me. I walk through the family room and out of the French doors into the back yard so that I can avoid the rest of the family who I can hear in the kitchen. I walk down the garden and go and sit on the edge of the jetty, hugging my knees to my chest and resting my chin on them.

'Darling boy, dinner is ready.' Mom says from behind me. I didn't hear her approach.

'OK mom.' I say standing up. She hugs me and I hug her back. 'Mom, dad told me lots of things about daddy. Please can you tell me about mommy later. I want to know more about her.'

'Of course I can darling. We'll wait till the others have gone. How do you feel about everything else?'

'Worried, scared, shocked. After sitting here I've now got so many questions.' I say as we walk back to the house together.

'Let's eat first then and then we'll sit down together and I'll try and fill in the gaps and tell you more.' Mom says.

'Thanks mom. I love you.' I say 'Mom I don't want to change my name back though.'

'You don't have to darling, it's entirely your choice.' Mom says gently.

'I'm scared that if I did I wouldn't be part of the family.' I whisper.

'Oh Matt darling. You were part of this family the day you were conceived, everyone loved you as soon as they set eyes on you. You've always been considered a brother by Elliot, Christian and Mia since the day you were born and dad and I have always been there and thought of you as a son even when your mommy and daddy were here. It's like they treated your siblings as theirs as well, we were like one big family, a name won't make any difference.'

'Thanks mom.' I say as we enter the kitchen and reality hits once again as Elliot starts his teasing.