The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride

Chapter 7

Aidan's POV

I watched the drama between my father and Tessa.

How did they know each other? Am I banging one of my father's slut? I ask myself.

Tessa is barely looking him in the face, she seems to have a lot of regard for him and I am curious to

know what is between them.

I have been looking for ways to get rid of her and getting to know her relationship with my father might

make it easier, I thought to myself.

"A fine girl you've got yourself, I never knew you've started dating again", father says as he takes a

seat after Tessa is out of the office.

I keep a straight face, wondering why he is here. He doesn't visit me and I don't pick his calls. The last

time we saw each other was a year ago.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him in a stern tone.

He chuckles lightly. "What am I doing in my son's company? That's ridiculous", he throws his hands up

in the air in demonstration of how ridiculous I sound.

"How do you know Tessa?" I ask again.

"Oh, Tessa is my friend's daughter. I never knew she has grown up to be this beautiful. The last time I

saw her was when she was 16." He explains.

I am not relieved, I thought his explanation will be enough to get rid of her. She keeps coming back,

making me want her. I am tired of her but whenever I see her and her sexy curves, I lose my mind and

forget about how much I want to get rid of her. Her clinginess is tiring and annoying.

"You two should get married", father utters, jerking me out of my reverie.

"What? What the hell!"

"Yes, she is a good girl. It's obvious you two are dating, why is the mention of marriage making you

tense?" He frowns, looking at my contorted face. Marriage is the last thing on my mind. I don't want it.

"We aren't dating", I confess.

"Oh, you are just f***** her?" He eyes me. "Her father mustn't know."

"She keeps coming back, how is that my fault?" I scowl at him. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"She will make a good wife, Aidan. You are getting older by the day and........."

"Why are you here?" I bark, interrupting him.

He glance at me briefly before looking around the office. He smiles to himself with a proud look on his

face. This look is something I have always wanted to see on his face.

I have been working tirelessly day and night just to make him proud but seeing the pride in his eyes

isn't making me happy.

My anger is increasing instead because my father denied me something precious and I don't know if I

will ever forgive him for that.

"Your office looks different from the last time. That's good of you", he nod his head.

"Why are you here?" I ask him again, wanting him to get done with whatever it is he came for so I can

get back to work.

"I came to see you and the office." He mutters. The smile is back on his face. He is a well-built man of

55 and we look alike. His hair is just like mine, sandy brown hair, and his jawlines are set straight. The

only difference is the eyes, mine is blue while he has brown eyes. He is an attractive man which is why

he keeps cheating on my mother. And I hate him for that.

"Now that you've seen me, can you leave? I have work to do." I take my eyes off him and open my

laptop which Tessa closed just to gain my attention. I have lots of work to do and I am planning to stay

out late to finish up before tomorrow.

"I also came here for a business talk", he leans back in the chair comfortably. I am getting irritated with

his presence and I feel like throwing him out.

I have always thought of unimaginable things I will do to my father whenever we meet but the thoughts

of my mother always stop me from acting rashly.

Mother is a kind soul and he doesn't deserve her. Mother deserves someone better. She loved him and

stood by him, despite his unfaithfulness and stupid attitude.

"I am not interested." I declare.

"Really? I am sure you will be interested when you get to know who is going to compete with you", he

smirks again.

I know what the smirk signifies and I am curious to know what he is talking about.

"What are you talking about?"

"The grand business award for this year is coming up next month and you are among the nominees.

You will get more business proposals if you get selected as the best businessman of the year because

you are the richest billionaire in New York....."

I know about the fact already but I didn't know about the date. I guess having him as a father isn't a

useless thing. He's not an entirely useless person. He directs most of his clients to me.

"But there is a problem", he adds.

"What is it?" I ask him.

"Damien is back to New York and I heard his father is going to nominate him too."

"But Damien hasn't been in New York for 3 years now, what rubbish is this?" I shout.

The award is something I have been looking forward to. The award is what I want before telling my

father to his face to fuck off.

Why is Damien back at this time?

Damien is my number one enemy and we have a history together. The last thing he did to me that

broke the camel's back was that he took my girlfriend.

I was still struggling in the business when Paige left me broken. I vow to make Damien pay. I didn't

blame Paige much because I know Damien did it on purpose, just to spite me.

Damien and my father are the people who made me the person I am today. Damien bullied me

throughout high school and my father's constant beating made me strong. I became arrogant and

harsh with no human feelings

Damien is going to pay, and so is father.

"I have a plan and I am sure it will work. Damien and his father have influence all over America, if we

are not careful in whatever strategy we use, he might win the award."

I nod for him to go on. "I can't tell you now but I will when you come home by the weekend."

"I'm not coming home", I blurt

out.

He stands up. "Well, your mother misses you and she sends her regards."

I became weak after hearing my mother's name. It's been so long since I saw her. I hate going home

because I don't like seeing dad and I don't like seeing my mother's pitiful face. She refused to come to

stay with me.

He walks to the door proudly. "I will be expecting you on Saturday and if possible, come with Tessa. I

will talk to her father before you come."

I didn't say anything as I watch him go. He can threaten me to do his bid but I will never marry Tessa.

This is a sure thing for me. I will rather go to hell than marry the bitch.

"Goodbye, son", he says and slams the door shut.