Aayan POV:
"Aayan!", the shrilly voice of my gold digger stepmother's voice wakes me up from my sleep.
I groan as I turn around and pick myself up and out of bed. I hate my stepmother. When I was 6, she used to lock me up in a dark small space like the closet with the spiders knowing that I would be afraid. She would make me sleep on the floor when my dad wasn't home which was most of the time and made me go to boarding school where they had hit us and "disciplined" us.
I wear a white tee with some denim jeans as I head downstairs for some breakfast.
I greet my father and sit down to have breakfast in my stepmother's seat, grinning wickedly at her while doing so.She looks at my father who is currently reading the newspaper and gives an evil glare giving me a piece of toast with butter.
I take a bite in it, oblivious to my step mother's scheming. I spit it out in disgust, choking on the piece of bread as my dad surveying the situation comes to help me get the piece of toast out of my system.
"Son, you should really not bite more than you can chew", Dad says.
" It's not my fault that there is spicy masala on the butter. It made me choke by surprise!", I say.
"Besides", I continue, " Stepmother gave me that toast didn't you stepmom?"
My stepmom gives me a glare before saying " What? NO. I didn't do anything. My jaan, I didn't do anything to my beloved son. I think that maybe the maid had put spices on the butter since your son had not seen her again and has been avoiding her for the past couple of days", My stepmom grins as my face pales.
"What does she mean by that, Aayan?", My dad says though he knows exactly what I do.
" Can I be excused? I will be late!", I quickly walk out of the room and go to the company building. I have been working since I was 19 in the company as my dad has handed it down to me.
I worked in my office as my favorite hoe, Jessica came. She was everything you can ask for, big boobs and a big butt and a blond. She was pretty and good at intercourse.
She walked towards me, sitting on my lap.
"Hi Baby, are you feeling stressed? I know just how to make you relaxed", she said as she pulled my suit away from my body and kissed me.
I think you know where this is about to go.
* Later that evening
I come back home to home to see that my stepmother and my dad are sitting on the couch all dressed up waiting for someone.
I , confused as hell , ask them where they are going all dressed up. Dad answers.
" Son, I forgot to tell you this morning, but we want to get you married and we are going right now to a girl's house"
"What!", I say.
" Yeah Son, we wouldn't want you to continue to sleep around for forever", snarls my Stepmother.
"Son, for my sake, please come to at least see the girl and we will decide from there", my dad says.
" Fine but I am not getting married to a stranger", I exclaim after running upstairs to change.
I wish that I could wear the clothes from office but my clothes have the lipstick stains of Jessica, my favorite hoe.
I get ready in a black kurta and black pants because it is my casual wear but looks good at the same time.
I go downstairs and I start my one of my cars, a Buggati Vevyron.
Then my dad puts in the location in the GPS and we head to the house that we are suppose to go to.
However when we reach there, it is a apartment building that looks pretty rusty and has only 2 stories. Uhh, they are poor, even better. The girl probably wants to marry me for my money.
We go in, and we sit for 30 mins and still I don't see the girl. Heck, I don't even know her name.
"What's the girl's name?", I ask to my Dad.
" Um, Amal ", my dad says.
After sitting for about 30 mins, I get a phone call and go to talk in a separate room.
After talking to my main, Jessica, who wants me at her house tonight, I had to decline her offer but promised that I would go another night at my penthouse.
While coming out, I see a girl who is wearing a giant floral gown in the kitchen making tea. Maids don't usually wear gowns when working.
I go to look and she turns around, looking down at the tea as I go up to her confused.
I guess she didn't see me because she SPILLED THE TEA ALL OVER ME!
Jeez it burns like hell, this maid needs to be fired.
She says sorry multiple times and then finally looks up, making my heart stop.
Her eyes are a large hazel brown color and they shine so brightly and so big. Her big lips are so plump, I could just kiss them. And her hair, is like a long mane which is so pretty. She is so beautiful, I could just kiss her. But my anger takes charge!
I scream at her, for a good 5 mins but she doesn't fear me. I haven't seen any girl not get scared of my intimidating face and body or not want to flirt with me to get into my pants.
She is just screaming back at me, very rudely but I scream back trying not to be astonished. Wow, she isn't actually scared of me. Nor does she seem hesitant based on how I look. WHAT?
Then Dad comes and says that we are getting married.
WHAT THE F**K?
"Dad can I have a word with you?", I say.
He pulls me to one side in a different room and he asks "What's wrong?"
" WHAT'S WRONG? Are you serious. This girl is so rude and disrespectful. I will definitely not marry her. She has no manners", I say
" Really? Well, she is very kind but I guess she is acting rude because of the way that you reacted. I know what I heard. You were being so rude. I was so embarrassed. You will apologize! Right now. And you are getting married to her and that is final. Or else I will disown you!", Dad says.
I don't fear anyone not even my enemies but I always feared my father's wrath.
I guess I am getting married.
"..... Ok", I said.
I walk to the kitchen where the girl is, what is her name again. Amira, Abby, Anna, oh right Amal!
" I am extremely sorry for my behavior", I force out of myself. I see my dad from the corner of my eye apologizing. However, Amal is still shooting daggers at me through her eyes. What is her problem? I am the one who got tea all over me not her? Why should I apologize?
Amal says sorry as well and accepts my apology. We leave after eating dinner and we go home.
I don't want to get married. But I guess I will.
This Amal girl is probably a gold digger like my stepmother. And I will make her life a living hell when she marries me. You just watch.
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