Chapter two

Davis

“Forget it, Mom… I won't marry anyone” I said with finality

“ you have to Davis” she screamed back

“Marrying that girl will not only help you, it would also gain you her father’s pathetic company,” my mom said

“There you said it Mom, pathetic… that’s what you called it” I almost yelled out

“It’s pathetic right now but will make out big once you creatively build it up” my mom screamed again

“No Mom, our company is big enough and doing well, we don’t need that craft crumbling excuse of a company,” I said calmly hoping she would see reasons with me

“Davis this isn’t about the company, you need to marry that girl,” she said calmly like she was saying something that would make New York ten times richer

“And that’s the main issue here Mom” I was really getting really frustrated with this marriage shit

“ am not gonna marry some girl I don’t know because you want me to” She immediately got up from her seat and stood in front of me pointing her finger at my face.

“You will Davis and that’s final” my mom spat angrily, I know for a fact that she was getting angry because am not agreeing with her

“I won’t Mom,” I said in the same final tone as I stood and walked toward the door

“Liam would have if he was here”

I froze at the spot I was, she always does this, using my brother to manipulate me into obeying her wishes.

“Mom…” I started but she cut me off

“ what? Of course, you know am right, your brother would have done better than you would ever do” she said as she went to sit back down. Slumping her shoulder and acting like a saddened woman.

“So I think I’ll have no other choice than to…”

“Fine!!!” I cut her off

“ I will marry whoever you want me to, just leave Liam out of this,” I said through gritted teeth.

I knew she wasn’t really saddened, I knew she was just acting, I knew bringing up Liam was just her green card to make me dance to her tunes but I couldn’t help that intrusive feeling that hit me, the guilt that threatened to break me each time she brought him up in the company matters.

“Good” she stated

“ The engagement party will be held tomorrow evening by 7 pm”

“What?” I couldn’t believe my ears

“Your engagement party holds tomorrow evening,” she said boldly like she was stating the days of the week.

“Why tomorrow mom, what’s the rush?” I asked

“ the earlier the better son,” she said as she stood up and walked towards the kitchen. I followed her hoping to convince her to delay the whole thing

“Mom, I already agreed to marry this girl right? She turned around staring at me, I took that as a cue to continue

“There’s no point in rushing things,” I said but she kept on staring without saying a word so I continued

“ It's not like am going to run away or anything Mom”

“ well you can’t” she finally said

I know she wasn’t giving in so I said the first thing that came to my mind.

“Mom I want to get to know her” Her head snapped towards me immediately like she doubted hearing right

“Yes Mom” I continued

“Give me some time to get to know my future wife… I mean we both have to get along right.. give us a week to go out on dates or something” She was still quite

“Besides tomorrow is the dinner with the Italian investors and business comes first right” To my mom business is paramount to every other thing so I knew I was going in the right direction. She stared at me quietly for a while, I prayed silently she was convinced, I don’t want to marry some random girl, and that too tomorrow. If she agrees to delay the wedding for a week then I can come up with an idea to stop the wedding somehow.

“No” her voice sounded like echoes in my ear.

“I’ll send your outfit to Jena tomorrow make sure not to be late” she continued coldly.

I turned around angrilystomping out of the kitchen disappointed. I was almost out of the kitchen when she spoke again.

“You don’t have to worry about the Italian investors, I’ll send an exclusive invitation to them,” she said with a smile

“ goodnight Mom,” I said as I left the kitchen.

Of course, I knew she wouldn’t let anything come in the way of business, inviting the Italian investors would impress them instead of postponing the meeting.

I got out of the house and got inside my car, I could feel my anger radiating off me as I grabbed the steering wheel driving like a drunk teenager.

Of all things I never imagined that my mom would force me into marriage, she’s always been controlling and makes sure she makes decisions for my brother and I.The school we went to, the courses we took, even the images we keep but my marriage was something I never thought was possible. How could she do this so casually, she could have just bought the damned company! And who was this gold digger that agreed to marry someone just for money, or was she just like me, maybe she was forced to, that explains why a sane girl would want to marry someone in this situation unless she’s really a gold digger. I wish the engagement wasn’t tomorrow, maybe I could find the idiot selling his daughter off and double whatever price my mom offered, but there was no time for that, I angrily hit the steering to let out my frustration. Suddenly a bright headlight appeared at a road corner I didn’t notice was there. I tried stepping on the brakes but it was already too late, we were in close proximity already, I quickly turned the wheel to the right with force trying to avoid the collision then boom!! The screeching sound of a scratching car and car alarm filled the air. I looked up to a shocking sight, I was speechless just seated there like a statue.