THE TEXAN BILLIONAIRE HEIR

CHAPTER 1: A NIGHT TO REMEMBER.

"That being said, you're dismissed," Professor James said, ending his class. The students packed their books to leave the lecture hall, chattering as they went out, mostly in pairs.

"Justin? A word," Professor James called.

"Uh man! What now?" Justin grumbled under his breath. He sighed frustratedly leaving the company of his friends to go meet his Business Management Professor, who happened to also be his supervisor.

"You called for me," Justin said as he approached Professor James.

"Yes. You're just a month away from your graduation. Have you considered my proposition?" Professor James asked, looking intently at Justin.

"Yes, I have," he replied. "But, I never thought of taking such a path before."

His Professor chuckled softly, looking at Justin.

"You're a smart young man, and this faculty could use someone like you. Besides, this is you being offered a job even before graduation. That's a rare opportunity for most students here at San Jacinto College."

Justin exhaled, giving what his Professor said some thought. He had bigger dreams than to end up caged in his home town. He wanted more from life, in as much as he was an orphan, and raised by his late mother's stepsister.

"I truly am grateful for the offer sir. I'll give more consideration to it," Justin said, respectfully declining, but not outrightly. Moreover, he was in a hurry to get ready for something he had been planning all week.

"Alright then. Enjoy the rest of your day," Professor James bade him. He smiled in acknowledgement as he hasted to his friends who awaited him at the entrance of the lecture hall.

"What was that for? The job offer?" Duke asked Justin.

"Mm-hmm," Justin replied.

"Dude, he sure is persistent," Alex said. "But I don't blame him. You're the best student he's got."

"Dude, I'm definitely leaving this dump. I can't be tied down here," Justin said.

"I love your enthusiasm," Duke said.

"That aside. Right now, it's all about Samantha," Justin was ecstatic. "Got everything I asked you to?"

"Yup. Everything will be set up in forty minutes tops," Alex replied.

"Perfect. Duke, reached out to some of Samantha's friends yet?"

"I did. And they've all agreed to play along," he replied.

"Amazing. Tonight is going to be a night to remember. I know it," Justin said, smiling satisfactorily.

"Definitely," Duke concurred.

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"How do I look guys?" Justin called the attention of his friends, Duke and Alex. He had freshened up after they had set up their shared apartment off campus, for the surprise birthday party for Samantha, his girlfriend.

"Dude, quit asking us how you look, when we all know how good you always look even if you're putting on rags," Alex responded.

"In essence, you're looking great," Duke said.

"Thank you," Justin appreciated. "I'll be heading out now. Please guys, no slip ups."

"Roger that sir," Alex responded. Justin grabbed Duke's car keys, and headed to Samantha's dorm, to pick her up.

It was a ten minutes drive to Samantha's dorm. Arriving there, he parked and put a call across to her.

"Hey babe. I'm parked outside," Justin said.

"Alright. I'll be there shortly," Samantha replied ending the call. Justin sighed, thinking about how the night would go.

He checked his time as he had noticed that Samantha had kept him waiting way longer he had anticipated. He furrowed his brow wondering what could be delaying her. So he called her again.

"Anything the matter babe?" he asked.

"No. Be right out soon," she replied, ending the call. Justin shrugged it off, assuming she was doing her girly stuff, putting on her make up and all.

Justin waited for nearly ten more minutes before he saw her casually walking out of the entrance of her dorm. Seeing her, he alighted from the car to courteously receive her.

"You look beautiful," Justin complimented Samantha.

"Thank you," she nonchalantly replied. Justin went on to open the car door for her, ushering her in. He quickly got in and began driving off.

"So, where are we going?" Samantha asked.

"I told you it was a surprise. And it wouldn't be one if I told you, now would it?" Justin smiled.

"Alright captain," Samantha smiled back at Justin. She saw him typing something in his phone, but didn't care to ask what it was. He was sending a message to his roommates, letting them know they were on their way.

Shortly after, they began their commute. They hadn't gone far when Justin exclaimed, "Crap!"

"What is it?" Samantha asked.

"I forgot to get my wallet. I'll need to pass through my apartment and get it."

"Oh. It's alright," Samantha said.

Justin then drove to his apartment complex and parked at the parking lot.

"Why don't you come in? It'll be real quick. I promise," Justin assured her.

"Okay..." Samantha hesitantly agreed. Justin quickly alighted from the car and opened the door for Samantha, as he held her by the hand affectionately, leading her to his apartment, taking the elevator.

As they got to his apartment, he unlocked the door and led Samantha into the room, but it was all dark.

"Why is it all dar-"

"Happy birthday!" A host of voices chorused all at once, clapping and cheering. It startled Samantha. Her heart skipped causing her to lose balance, but Justin held her, stabilizing her. She turned towards Justin looking at him in surprise.

"Happy birthday babe," Justin smiled at her.

"You sly devil. You got me real good," Samantha said, giving him a kiss and a hug. She was impressed.

"Let's celebrate," Justin declared as everyone indulged themselves with the little delicacies and drinks that Justin had sacrificially made available for them.

Duke and Alex approached Justin, as they shook each other.

"Nice work guys. I knew I could count on you both," Justin appreciated them.

"Always buddy," Alex responded.

"So, phase two now huh?" Duke asked as they looked at Samantha, chattering with her girlfriends.

"Yup. Phase two," Justin affirmed. He sighed and approached Samantha from behind. He tapped her from behind and got on one knee. Samantha turned to see who it was. She gasped in surprise seeing Justin on his knees, holding up an engagement ring.

"Babe, you've been the best thing that has ever happened to me. You've brought so much joy to my life, and I want us to continue this till the day we're old and grey," Justin began his proposal.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and paid attention to what was happening.

"So, Samantha Grayson, will you marry me?" Justin proposed.

Samantha looked intently at Justin, with her chin up. She smirked at him. It made most folks there wonder what that was all about. Justin was more perplexed at her expression.

"Justin, you're sweet, nice, and all, but no. I cannot marry you."

CHAPTER 2: BROTHERHOOD.

"Um, I'm not sure I got you babe," Justin smiled nervously, seriously hoping she was just messing around.

"I said, I cannot marry you," Samantha said slowly, and clearly, counting her words. Justin looked at her, furrowing his brow, confused.

"I don't- I don't understand, Sam," he said, still on knees.

"Aren't you getting me? I cannot marry you. You can't afford to take care of me. I've endured putting up with your broke life for this long. I can't anymore."

Those words hit Justin as though a two thousand pound bison slammed him in the gut on full speed. His head swirled, as a daze overwhelmed him.

"Sam, tell me you're kidding right now," Justin said, struggling real hard to fight back tears.

Samantha sighed frustratedly, and said, "Do I look like I am joking right now? It's over between us."

Justin stood up, dumbfounded at the turn of events. This was the last thing he ever imagined could happen. He looked round and saw Samantha's friends laughing at him. The worst part of it was that, Samantha joined them.

"Oh wake up Justin. We both knew this was bound to happen. Stop acting like a child," Samantha laughed with her friends.

Tears ran down Justin's cheeks. He could no longer hold it in. He looked at the girl he had made sacrifices for, a good years of his time in college, schooling and working a part time job.

Duke and Alex walked over to him, standing on both sides, holding him.

"Party's over guys. Everyone out," Alex declared.

Everyone whom was invited took their leave, quietly. It sure was a night they'd all live to remember. Samantha and her friends were still there, and Alex walked up to her.

"That includes you, most especially," he snarled.

She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Let's go girls." They all walked out.

Reaching the door, Samantha turned and looked at Justin. With tear filled eyes, he looked back at her. He had put on a tough persona, refusing to let himself weep nor sob.

"Justin, let's both take what we had as a fair trade. You gave what you could and I gave what I could. I think that makes us even."

Justin scoffed, wondering who Samantha actually was. He couldn't recognize her anymore. Saying that, she turned and left the apartment.

Duke patted Justin on the back, consoling him nonverbally. He took a few steps away from Justin and kicked a balloon that was on the floor, causing it to pop.

"That fucking bitch! How could she, after everything you've done?" Alex raved. Justin simply scoffed, and chuckled softly, wiping the tears off his face.

"All I ever did was love her. Well, that wasn't enough," Justin said, cracking a smile, but from a pained heart.

Alex angrily approached the cake that he was asked to contract someone to bake with the intention of throwing it into the waste bin.

"Yo! Hold on," Duke yelled. "Don't do that. We can't let such beautiful cake go to waste. Isn't that right?"

"Of course," Justin replied softly.

"Hmm," Alex grunted dissatisfactorily. Duke went ahead to pour each of them some beer in plastic cups.

"This, is to better days," Duke said.

"And good riddance," Alex added.

"Yeah. Good riddance," Duke acknowledged. They toasted and gulped down their beer.

"Go get some rest. We'll clean up," Duke told Justin. He nodded, and went to his room. Duke and Alex went on cleaning up their living room.

"He's going to be okay. Won't he?" Alex asked.

Duke sighed, and said, "He will be. He's got us." He smiled at Alex, and continued cleaning up.

Justin went straight to his room and laid on his bed, face up. He felt like letting himself breakdown in tears, but he willfully and consciously refrained from letting himself come to such a point.

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"Whoo...! Yo, we made it!" Duke yelled out excitedly as they trio joined in shouting and celebrating. It was finally the day of their graduation ceremony.

"Bye bye to education, forever," Alex said, filling fulfilled.

"Let's go meet my family guys," Duke said to his friends.

"And after your's, we'll go see mine," Alex said to them.

"Let's go," Justin said smiling. But his heart was dismayed. No one came to celebrate him. His late mother's sister didn't come, neither did her son nor husband.

Both families eventually came together as they had gotten to know themselves through their kids. They all celebrated joyously, taking pictures.

"Let's head to the apartment guys, and continue this. What'd you say?" Alex suggested.

"It's an excellent idea," Duke's mother agreed, and everyone else did also. So they all got up and headed to their cars.

"Justin!" Professor James called out to. Justin excused himself from the bunch and went to his Professor.

"Congratulations are definitely in order," Professor James said. "Graduating with honors."

"I can't take all the credit for that," Justin responded.

"So, my offer is still open," Professor James said.

"I truly am grateful Professor James, but I don't think I'll need it," Justin outrightly declined this time.

"Well, the offer will still be open. But if I don't hear from you in three weeks time, I'll take it that you've passed up the opportunity."

"Thank you Professor," Justin politely said, as he rushed back to his friends.

"Still making his offer?" Duke asked, as he got into his car.

"Yeah," Justin replied.

"Don't you think you should reconsider?" Duke asked, as he turned on the ignition.

"I don't know man. I don't know," Justin replied, looking out the window.

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Two days after his graduation ceremony, Justin decided to go see his family. He needed to let them know he was done with school, in as much as they hadn't spent a dime for his college tuition, neither did they support him for his daily needs.

He solely depended on his full time scholarship and part time job to survive. And yet, he loved them.

Duke and Alex had left to go spend some time with their family as well, on the same day as Justin.

Getting off the taxi that conveyed him from the bus stop to his house, he headed straight to the door. He sighed, adjusting himself, then he rang the door bell.

Nobody responded at the first instance, so he rang it a second time. Then, a voice that he was familiar with but wasn't expecting, responded from within.

As the swung open, his heart thumped. He couldn't believe his eyes.

CHAPTER 3: A FULL HOUSE.

"Oh, Justin. It took you long enough. Welcome," Samantha greeted.

Justin was utterly perplexed seeing Samantha at his house, being all warm and friendly towards him. He didn't know what to make of it.

"Samantha? What are you doing here? We're no longer together. You broke up with me. Remember?" Justin said, doing his best to maintain his cool.

"Oh Justin, I am fully aware of that," Samantha said, rolling her eyes. "Are you gonna come in or what?"

Justin kept looking at her, confused and oblivious as to what was going on. But then, he got his bag and walked into the house.

Coming in, he was greeted with a sight that brought back mostly hurtful memories of his growing up days as a child. Not being a biological child of the family that raised him, made them to treat him discriminatively. He always felt like an outsider amongst them, under the same roof.

He knew his only hope for a bailout from that situation was his education. So, he burned the midnight candle, studying to ace his SAT, which should hopefully acquire him a scholarship to a prestigious university of his choice.

He did ace his SAT, but unfortunately, he didn't get any scholarship offer into the universities he had hoped to get into. All hope seemed to have been lost, not until when San Jacinto College offered him a full time scholarship, to his surprise.

The scholarship was his salvation from the clutches of mistreatment and outright discrimination.

He had harbored resentment towards his so called family for a while, but he had learned to shove them aside and forge ahead with his life.

Seeing no one in the living room, Justin walked to his room, the room he shared with his cousin, Joey, and dropped his bag. The room was now being occupied by one of the twins, since he had not been coming around for vacations for nearly two years, and Joey had also moved out.

Justin saw posters of rock bands plastered all around the room. Seeing them made him chuckle. He was never allowed to hang up even one picture of anything he loved, even at his own side of the room. Recalling all that made him shake his head, smiling.

He remained in the room, doing his possible best not to have any encounter with Samantha. That was the wisest thing he thought he could do, at that moment. But he still wondered what on earth she was doing there.

Not long after, Justin heard the squeaking sound of the wooden floor. He abruptly sat up, not knowing who exactly it was that approached the room he was in.

The door to the room swung open, and Samantha slowly emerged. Justin looked at her, wondering what brought her to the room.

"Hey," she said. Justin stared at her blankly, saying nothing. She walked slowly towards Justin, making puppy dog eyes at him.

"Are you still mad at me? Hmm?" Samantha said softly, reaching out her hand to touch Justin's face.

"Don't even dare," Justin snarled at her, forcefully grabbing her hand and shoving it aside. His hateful glare didn't deter her from still trying to touch him.

"Don't be mad. That was the way it ought to have been," she said. "But I'm sure you still remember how you gave it to me real good, don't you?"

Samantha seductively licked her lips, and placed her left leg on the bed Justin sat on, pulling up her dress, exposing her firm thighs.

Justin gulped, as his heart raced, beholding that sight. Noticing his subtle reactions, she smirked.

"I know you want it. Come get it," Samantha invited.

Justin got up, still maintaining his glare, towering over her. As he walked towards her, she walked backwards until she reached the wall, laying her back against it.

Justin quietly bent down and whispered in her ears, " Go find someone else who you'd whore around with."

Saying that, he looked at her with disdain and walked out of the room, leaving her there.

"That son of a bitch," she scoffed, sulking, gritting her teeth. She arranged herself and headed out of the room as well.

Justin sat outside on the front porch rather this time. He got himself engaged with his phone to take his mind off of Samantha. Not long after, he saw his aunt's car driving towards the house. She drove and parked the car right in front of the garage.

He stood up to welcome the family. She had gone to go get the twins who were in middle school.

"Welcome home aunt Maggie," Justin greeted, cheerfully.

"Justin? You came," Mrs Adams seemed unexcited. Justin clearly saw her reaction but shrugged it off. He was used to such treatment from her.

"Justin!" One of the twins ran and hugged him excitedly.

"Oh my god Geoffrey. You've grown," Justin said excitedly examining the fourteen year old.

"Juliet, look at you. Aren't I getting a hug?" Justin said, stretching his hand out to the other twin. But she rolled her eyes hissing, and walked away without saying a word to Justin. Justin just smiled at Geoffrey as they walked together to into the house.

"I can't wait to show you my latest collections," Geoffrey said excitedly to Justin.

"Can't wait to see them either," Justin responded smiling.

Getting into the house, the twins ran upstairs to go freshen up and change.

"Samantha, come join me prepare dinner," Mrs Adams requested.

"Yes ma'am," she replied, standing up from the couch in the living room and following Mrs Adams to the kitchen.

Justin followed them to the kitchen and asked, "Need any help?"

"We're good," Mrs Adams replied, nonchalantly. Justin nodded in acknowledgement and walked away.

But he noticed that the cooking today was way more serious than he had witnessed before, except on special occasions. But the last time he checked, that day wasn't a special day. So why all the preparations? Justin wondered.

Not long after Mr Adams got home as well, parking his car beside his wife's, and walked into the house.

"Good evening sir," Justin greeted respectfully.

"Yeah yeah." Mr Adams replied, ignoring Justin as well.

Justin simply smiled, shrugging it off as well.

After a while, the door bell rang. He didn't want to go answer the door. But the bell rang a second time, so he got up and headed to the door. Opening the door, his eyes widened in shock.

"Hello little man. Surprised to see me?" Joey gave Justin his trademark wicked smile.

"Step aside," Joey tossed him aside and walked in.

'Why is he here? What's actually going on? Why is he coming home the same day I chose to arrive?' Justin reasoned within him.