Clubbing For Sleep

It was a Friday.

Any other Friday, Derek would have long been at the manor, done with dinner and going through a few work files, stalling until he could not anymore and had to fake like he was going to bed.

But this particular Friday was not like all the others. This Friday was different. Which was why, instead of going straight to the manor right after work, Derek had chosen to stay in the city. Heading straight for his penthouse.