The Genie

Chapter 1

I woke up to my skinny wife, Kiesha, lying in bed. I,
Andre work as a very successful lawyer with my own law firm. We live in Los Angeles with our 3 kids. I drive a Mercedes, so what could be missing from my life? A lot. Kiesha is a stay at home mom, and our kids are nice and do well at school, but are spoiled, and even though my wife is hot to most, I wish she had more junk in the trunk.
"Hey, Kiesha, I'll be back from work at 6. Bye!"
"see ya."

What I didn't tell her was that it was off from work, and I had set up hidden security cameras linked to my phone. I saw the whole thing, her in bed with her ex. After venting to an old friend, he linked me up with a mysterious man on the edge of town.


"Hello."
"Hi.&q uot;
"State your purpose."
"I am here because I caught my wife cheating, and I cannot divorce her because I do not have a prenup."
"hmm. Here drink this."
"ahh, that tasted like cough syrup."
"leave and keep the bottle. Now!"

I drove to an empty spot on the beach where I took out the bottle. It was bright and hard to look at for a while. It had colorful yellow stripes and a white body. I spun the bottle around interested in seeing what was on the back when I was temporarily blinded by an illuminating light.

"ahh"
"Hello, Andre!"
"what, who are you?"
"I am the genie, you rubbed the bottle, right?"
"yes"
"Well, you get 3 wishes."
"oh, umm. I want 50 billion dollars. I want something to make my wife fat, and I want my kids to be smart enough to get into Harvard."
"done."

I could suddenly see again, but the thing and the bottle were gone.
I went back to my car, and I was shocked to find a serum and a credit card in the trunk of my car. The credit card was to the world's most enormous secure bunker, where most of the world's billionaires keep their money, but the serum had a bunch of pictures of fast food. Being 33 and married for 10 years, I could tell I could not tell my wife about what went down, even without the part about her. So I quickly bought a $60 million mansion, a Bugatti, and a g-wagon, but the passenger seat in the Bugatti was custom, and very wide. The driver's seat in the g-wagon was very wide. This was on purpose. I had a custom bed delivered for the master bedroom of the house, and just like that, it was time to move in. I drove my family to our house after grabbing all our essentials, and just like that, I was ready.