A young man sat on a bench. The phone in his pocket started to ring and he slid his hand inside then pulled it out of his pocket.
'Grandfather' was the name of the caller, he contemplated for a bit before picking up the call and placing the phone on his ear.
"Alex, you brat, stop with this little tricks and come back home.", a stern voice spoke out, the young man's face grimace as he heard the voice.
"I'm not coming home, We already had this talk Grandpa, I am never going back, never!" He spoke back before looking out towards the park and seen a camera crew starting to set up and as soon as they finished the same voice spoke out through the phone. "I never said you`ll be brought back willingly."
He`d scream out as a bag was suddenly tossed over his head and lifted up by two burly men. When onlookers saw this scene their first thought was 'must be an acting scene' as the camera crew that was set up was only a cover for it.
Alex was shoved into a blacked out S.U.V. The two men entered as well and it drove off. A man stood up from the camera crew and yelled cut before instructing them to clean up the area.
The SUV drove away from the city into a suburban area and entered a gate on the side of the road and headed up towards a large ancestral home. Alex was quiet throughout the trip but as soon as they stopped in front of the An , he took the sack of himself and glanced at the two burly men, "I see, so it was you two! Traitorous snakes!" He`d pointed at two of his old bodyguards.
"Don`t bother carrying me off, I`ll get out myself." One of his body guards got out of the car before he got off. He sighed heavily before heading towards the door of the mansion and saw his father and grandfather sat down on the couches of the living room.
"Wasn't it better for me not to come back?" Alex spoke out as he remained stood up.
His Grandpa scoffed at his words, "Everything I do is for the betterment of the family so don't you dare talk back to me you brat. You're to marry the youngest child of the Haciers."
"I will never, ever be forced into a marriage." Alex spoke defiantly making his grandfather smack the arm rest making a loud thud.
"Either you marry her and stop playing around with those art and music instruments or leave the family." When his grandfather gave the ultimatum Alex's father looked softly at Him before turning towards his father.
"Dad! Don't kick out Alex he's still young." His dad pleaded with his Grandpa but he was unfazed by his son's begging.
"This is my ultimatum, get married and give up your art and music instruments or leave the family." Alex's face grimaced as he heard the ultimatum,
"So you want to take everything from me away? I'd rather leave the family!" He'd grab his wallet and tossed his credit cards down on the coffee table. Thankfully he already took the money out of those cards and moved them to his private account.
"I won't even pack, I'll just go." He'd turn his back towards them and heard his Dad call out to him but he ignored it.
"Once you go out that door, you're out of the family for good." His grandpa threatened him but he only laughed in response as he walked out of the ancestral home. He'd walk out of the property before hailing a cab to go to a motel.
He'd lay down on the bed and contemplated for a bit before calling an unnamed contact from his phone, "Grandaunt, It's Me Alex."