Unwanted Marriage

[Trevan Scott Point of View]

The disappointment I felt today was beyond my life.

My most enormous trauma is happening right now. I fucking hated being treated like this. My family and I are inside Dad's library, tackling that freaking arranged marriage. And guess what? They have planned for this since I was a kid.

"Am I late?"

Trevor was catching his breath as he entered the library.

Dad and Mom were staring at him while I was here fucking sick of being stuck to my father's decisions in his life.

"You may be seated."

Mom said.

"Since we're complete, I would announce something important to all of you anyway. Your mom and I tackled this, and she also knows what it is."

Dad said while playing with his pen in his hand.

"Spill it, dad. I have something to do."

Trevor uttered. His mouth has been so bad since then.

"Trevor, you're already twenty-three years old, and still, you didn't show respect to dad."

I couldn't stop my mouth at his lousy demeanor.

But he ignored me as if he didn't hear me.

"I'll be straight to the point, Trevan. You need to marry the twenty-five-year-old daughter of my best friend; her name is Samantha Greyson, you can search about her on her social media platforms, and by the way, since you were kids, we have already planned this matter. Since I haven't seen you dating some girls, here is it you can finally experience that word called love."

Even though I already know about that matter, I am still shocked by what dad said.

"What's her name again?"

I saw Trevor's reaction to what dad said.

"Samantha Greyson, why do you know her?"

Dad asked him, and he said no.

"What if I won't marry her? Dad, I am not at the right age to enter marriage life, and especially we don't know each other, and I'm pretty sure we don't love each other."

I almost cried just to stop him.

But he just stared at me and.

"You are already twenty-five years of age, Trevan; you have excellent skills handling our business and our company."

Dad answered.

"That's a lame reason!"

I almost yelled at him, which was the first time yelling him.

*PAAAAAAAAAAK*

I was startled when mom slapped me.

"YOUR DAD IS DYING! JUST OBEY HIS LAST WILL!"

Mom shouted at me, and my tears started to fall from what I heard.

"WHAT?!"

Trevor shouted, and I also saw his tears falling to his cheeks.

I looked at dad, and I expected he would say he was joking, but I was wrong.

"Your Mom Tricia was right. I am dying; I have lung cancer stage 3, and that's why I'm getting weaker day by day. The Doctor said that I needed to take the operation, but it's not a hundred percent that I'll survive. I chose not to have it since it would be wasting our money, and I had already accepted my faith. And I want to fulfill my responsibilities with you, and since I'm done with it, it's time for you, Trevan, to grant my last will."

He said, and he looked happy.

"Why not pursue that operation instead of pursuing Trevan to marry a woman that he didn't even love, or why not I can marry that woman? We all know that Trevan doesn't want to marry that girl."

Trevor suggested to dad and mom.

"Don't question my decisions."

Dad uttered.

"Please obey your dad Trevan."

Mom pleaded with me.

"You will marry her for the sake of my last wish. You'll find out why I fix your marriage once you live under the same roof."

Dad said, and I just nodded since that was his final decision.

I'm at the right age of my life where still my parents are the ones who decide about my pathways in life.

Dad wasn't still done discussing his disease and about my fixed marriage when suddenly Trevor walked away, and Mom followed him.

"Trevan."

Dad whispered.

I look up to him and.

"Yes, dad?"

He let out a heavy sigh, and he holds my hand.

"Promise me; you'll love my best friend's daughter unconditionally. He needs you in her life. Sooner you'll remember this day why I am begging you to marry her."

He uttered.

"You were still thinking about our marriage even though you were sick."

I said because all along with the discussion, he kept mentioning that wedding matter.

"I already accepted this time will come, the end of my life. Your mom already accepted it, but she was still crying about it. And please, once I am gone, I want you to check your mother and your younger brother Trevor."

He seriously said.

*Knock Knock*

Someone is knocking on the door, so I stand up and open it, and it's Dad's secretary.

"Good day, Sir Troy Scott. I want you to remind your upcoming session with your Doctor."

The secretary said, at first, he was hesitant because I was here, but dad just gave him a signal that he could say it even I am here.

"Okay, just call my driver and call my wife to arrange my things needed."

Dad commanded his secretary.

He ended our conversation and asked me to leave his library, and I did.

I'm still wondering why out of a sudden, he decided to put me in a situation I didn't want.

"You were still indeed the favorite son, huh."

Trevor uttered when he saw me walking down the stairs.

"What are you trying to say?"

I asked him while giving him a smirk.

"Imagine, you will marry the only daughter of Mr. Greyson, one of the Billionaires in California, who owns a lot of branches of their business and companies around the world. And take note, that woman is no other than Ms. Samantha Greyson, the blond curly hair woman who loves music, a mountain climber, and a model of victoria's secret."

He said while clapping his hand, which made me annoyed with him.

I stand closer to him and.

"I didn't care how wealth that woman is; what matters for me is Dad's last wish and if you have nothing to say good, just fucking shut your freaking mouth, and one more thing, can you respect me, especially dad, you asshole."

I answered him.

"You were still lucky for what's dad's decision. I am wishing you luck."

He whispered at me, and he walked away.

"Please don't mind your younger brother."

Mom suddenly came up in front of me while giving me a cup of coffee.

"I'm sorry, mom, you heard our argument. Anyway, I thought you were with dad?"

I thought she and dad would be heading to Dad's private Doctor, but why suddenly was she still here?

"Yes, but I saw you and Trevor look like they were arguing, and I wasn't wrong. Your dad commanded me to talk to both of you, and he was the one to go to his Doctor since his secretary is with him. But Trevor has already walked away; I want to talk to him but never mind. We can't please Trevor."

Mom said while sipping her coffee.

At the age of twenty-five, I am still beyond lucky that our parents are still alive. Mom was the same age as my dad, but the tragic part was that Dad was dying because of cancer.

"Let's sit in the living room; I'll tell you how good a person is, Samantha Greyson. And also, I'll discuss with you how Mr. Greyson and your dad became best friends when they were kids."

Mom excitedly said, and I followed her through the living room.

Even mom was happy to announce that I was getting married. I guess there's no turning back in this Unwanted Marriage.

We're in the living room, and to my surprise, Trevor was there; he was about to leave, but mom stopped him.

"Oops, just stay on the sofa bed; we need to talk."

Mom stopped him.

"I need to sleep."

Trevor said, but Mom didn't make him leave.

"Trevor, can you please obey Mom."

I said with authority, and he knew I was mad if my voice was full of authority.

"I'm sorry."

He uttered and sat beside Mom.

"Trevor, since Trevan will be marrying Samantha, and they will live together after the wedding. Therefore your dad, me and you will stay here at the house. And you will handle our family business since Samantha's business will be handled by Trevan once they are married."

Mom said.

"Wait, if Samantha owns a business, why I'll be the one who will handle it? If I can build my own business since I have my savings."

I said because I'm wondering why they need to let me handle Samantha's business if I can build my own.

"You will know soon once you are living together."

Mom said without no trace of emotions.

She's been weird since we've opened about Samantha.

"I can't handle our business, and it seems arduous since I have no passion for the business thingy."

He reasons out.

"You can learn from it; I'll hire someone who will train you because Trevan can't train you; he will be busy dating Samantha."

Mom keeps on mentioning Samantha, and it makes me suck.

"I can't quit my music industry for that fucking business."

It will be challenging for him to change his passion into a business.

"Music can't make you a successful one, and you are just wasting your time and effort on that nonsense."

I uttered, and I didn't even think he would be mad at me.

He suddenly stood up and punched me.

"YOU ARE A MORON! HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT? YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M GOING THROUGH, ESPECIALLY RIGHT NOW! YES, YOU ARE ELDER WITH ME, BUT YOU FUCKING DIDN'T MIND, YOU FREAKING STUPID DUMB MOUTH! YOU ARE JUST THINKING ABOUT YOUR GOODS! YOU ARE FUCKING SELFISH!"

He shouted at me while his fist was still close.

Mom was about to stop him from yelling at me but.

"Just let him say what he wants."

I calmly uttered.

"OKAY! THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT! GO AND FIGHT FOR YOUR NONSENSE REASONS!"

Mom shouted at us.

"I've spent my life just behind Trevan's back, mom. You and Dad have always been proud of this fucking asshole! While me, here I found my happiness in the music industry, and now you want me to quit about it? May I ask you, is there an event of mine that you attended? None right? It was because you've been focusing on your favorite Trevan! How about me, mom? You didn't even notice my accomplishment in the music industry. Since I was in grade school, you haven't attended any occasions with me. Mom, I am also your son, for God's sake, I also have feelings, and I am not numb!"

Trevor was now crying, and I tried to hug him, but he pushed me away.

"Trevan, both of you were my favorite. I apologize for making you feel that way. Indeed, I love both of you because you are my good son. "

Mom was also trying to calm him down.

I stare at Trevan.

"Trev, we didn't mean to say that the music industry is nonsense. We are trying to say that if you handle our business, it will be easy for you to earn your own money. Because we all know that it is tough for you to earn money in your passion, don't worry, I'll be here for you. You can lean on me every time you need me."

I said and smiled at him, but he just smirked at me.

"Can you hear yourself? Will you help me? HAHAHAHAHA are you fucking joking or what? Considering how you treat me, you wouldn't do that. I don't need your fucking help. I can stand on my own."

I don't know what to say to convince him because he is a hard-headed man.

"Please, Trevan, hear me out-

He interrupted what Mom was trying to say, and He kicked the center table and walked away.

It turns out he's not interested in managing our business, and he will pursue his music career. Fuck this situation of us; I can't leave this family without convincing him. What should I do with Trevan? I'm stuck between marrying Samantha or stay in our home if Trevan wouldn't manage our business.

Trevor was beyond lucky for living his life without the prediction of our parents. In my twenty-five years of existence, I've been obeying our parent's decisions even if it's against my will, but still, I follow them. Even in my marriage life, they are the ones who chose who will be my fiance and soon to be my wife.

"Your Dad was looking for Trevan; I've just said Trevan was on his gig."

Mom said while I was here on our terrace, drinking some tequila.

"Sorry, mom, I can't even convince Trevan of what you want."

I said.

She sat beside me and grabbed my wine glass.

"Stop drinking, and it's not healthy."

She stopped me from drinking, but I took the wine glass back at me.

"Let me drink it, and it is just my only freedom in this home."

I couldn't stop reasoning since I was stating the fact.

She let out a heavy sigh.

"I am sorry, Trevan, you've been tired of obeying us, especially your Dad. It was for all your own good sake. I am also grateful that you're not hard-headed, unlike Trevor."

She said.

"Let's not talk about him and let him do whatever he wants. We can't please him."

I suggested, and Mom nodded.

"Anyway, Fix yourself. We will meet the Greyson family in their house."

Mom said that made me fall from the chair.

"Do you mean we will meet the Family Greyson? Including Samantha, right?"

Why out, of a sudden does she want me to meet Samantha?

"Hurry up and wear your most elegant suit. By the way, it's 6:00 p.m., so it's a good time to have dinner with them. I also texted Samantha's father about it."

I don't have any choice, so I'll do it. I am going to take a risk because Risk is better than regrets.

I'll trust their plan for me.

After an hour, we finally arrived at Greyson's mansion.

Dad was smiling while we were entering the big gate of the mansion, while Mom was asking me if I was good.

"They're quite a wealthy family, huh."

I whispered to myself.

"Trevan, be polite and don't give Samantha your cold attitude."

Dad reminded me, and I smiled at him.

[Inside of the mansion of Greyson]

They are indeed a wealthy family from the giant gate until here inside of their mansion.

"Good evening Mr. Alex Greyson."

I greeted him with a genuine smile.

"Likewise, my future son-in-law. Nice meeting you."

He uttered and offered me to shake hands.

After the greeting, we proceeded to their dining area, and as I expected, their dining room seemed so large. It has a simple yet good-looking design.

"Have a seat Troy, Tricia, and Trevan."

He offered us a seat.

I was about to ask Dad where the daughter of Mr. Troy Greyson but suddenly, Mr. Greyson called one of their maids, and he commanded her to call Samantha, but out of nowhere, something bright idea came into my mind.

"Can I accompany her to call Samantha?"

I asked Mr.Greyson, and he said.

"Yes, thank you, Trevan."

I also saw mom and Dad smiling. I guess this kind of treatment they want me to do with Samantha.

As I walked with their maid upstairs, I didn't see any family picture in their living room or beside their staircase. I am wondering what kind of family they are.

After several steps on their stairs, we stopped at a large black door, and I smiled for a moment at what I'd read. "Do not disturb."

So her room has signage huh as if she's a busy person.

I was about to knock on her door when the maid warned me.

"You can't disturb her right now, and I guess she's writing a song."

I looked at the maid and asked her.

"Is she a composer?"

And the maid nodded.

But she needs to open the door and have dinner with us since it's a family dinner.

I held the doorknob, and it was not locked, so I entered her room.

I was astonished after I entered her room. I don't know what you can call it, but her room isn't typical. It is fucking unique. Her room was filled with musical instruments and albums that were hung. She reminds me of my brother, who is also in love with the music industry.

I was about to touch one of the guitars but suddenly

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

I was startled when she tapped my back, and I almost threw her guitar.

As I turned my back to her, I was amazed by her gorgeous face and her curly hair made her stunned.

Oh fuck, what do I expect? No wonder why she's one of the models of Victoria's Secret.

"It seems like you were amazed by my gorgeous looks. Be careful, sweetie; you might fall with me."

She said and walked away.

What the fuck she have said?! I followed her, and she was wearing pajamas and a black t-shirt. Is she insane?

Oh fuck, why should I overthink about her?

[Dining area]

All of them were staring at her, and I am sure they wondered why Samantha was wearing those pajamas.

"Sammy, why you didn't wear formal attire?"

His Dad said, but she didn't answer. Instead, she sits beside his Dad and puts some food on her plate.

"Anyway, let us start eating and discuss their engagement party."

Dad said, and I almost dropped my utensils on the floor.

Why do they seem so excited?

"Introduce yourself to them."

Mom whispered at me.

I cleared my throat first.

"Good evening Mr. Alex Greyson and my dear gorgeous lady Samantha Greyson. I am Trevan Scott, twenty-five years old and at the age of nineteen I already start to manage our businesses until now. Dad already told me about this fixed marriage with Ms. Samantha, and obviously, I am here in front of you to agree with it."

I introduced myself to them, and I noticed Samantha was staring at me, and she was fucking smiling.

"So Trevan is the name, huh. By the way, I'm Samantha Greyson; we're the same age."

She shortly introduced herself.

"So, Alex and I already build your own house together, and you will move there once you are finally married."

Dad uttered.

"How about their engagement party?"

Mom asked them.

Could somebody get away from me in this kind of position? I am stuck with their dumb determinations.

"Excuse me, Dad and Mr. and Mrs. Scott, can I have a discussion with your son for a while privately?"

Samantha asked them.

What's going on in her mind right now?

She seems unreadable.

"Enjoy your time."

Her Dad said.

She's walking fast the time I stand up, and I am here like an asshole following her.

But I am amazed we're here in their backyard.

There's a tree house, and I was about to climb it up, but she freaking hit me.

"No trespassing,"

She uttered and sat on the grass as if it was clean.

I stand up in front of her while staring at her with no emotions.

I don't need to show my emotions to her, especially between her and me.

"All the good things must come to an end, but guess what? It was just the beginning of your miserable life HAHAHAHA. You should enjoy your freaking single life because sooner or later, you wouldn't enjoy your life with me. You know what? I'm done obeying him, but I wasn't surprised that Dad fucking fixed this nonsense marriage."

She was ranting on me as if we were close, tsk.

"As if I care?"

I coldly answered.

She rolled her eyes and threw her slippers on me.

"You're fucking rude!"

She's yelling at me.

"Are you a legitimate model of Victoria's Secret?"

I frankly asked her.

"Hey, are you a stalker? Why did you know?"

She was surprised by what I said.

"Excuse me; I'm too attractive just to be your stalker."

I reason out. She's overreacting again.

"Wow, you don't look even attractive, unlike other businessmen of our same age."

She's been comparing me, huh.

I sat beside her and leaned closer to her.

I can barely hear her breath, and I look straightly at her eyes down to her lips. I'm just trying to give her a lesson.

"Now tell me I ain't attractive."

I whispered.

But she can't even look at me, and she pushes me slowly as if she was strength rather than me.

"Anyway, why are you here with your parents? It looks like you're excited to meet me, huh."

She changed the topic HAHAHAHA.

"Don't say as if I'm interested in you. Remember, I will marry you for the sake of my Dad's last wish."

I've said that suddenly her facial reaction became in serious mode.

"So Mr. Troy Scott is dying? Since I was a kid, you know what? Your Dad was always with my father. They have been best friends since then. Your Dad is a great man, and I adore him for being a responsible father to you and your family."

Why does she adore my Dad?

"Not everything you see was true. What you see isn't enough; you said that because you are not in my position as a son of him."

I sat on the grass with her, and a question ran through my head.

I badly want to ask her.

I let out a heavy sigh before asking her.

"Sam."

"Don't call me Sam, weren't closed."

See how rude she is.

"You don't have nothing to do about it. If you don't mind, I'm curious about your mom. I haven't seen her inside of your home. Where she is?"

I asked her out of curiosity.

She tied her hair, and I saw a birthmark on her neck; I won't be denied how gorgeous she is even though she's skinny, but still, she's sexy.

"She's gone."

She uttered while not looking at me.

"What do you mean by?"

I asked

"She died because of cardiac arrest. I was a freshman in college, and Dad called me because Mom was dead on arrival. There are no words to explain how miserable I am during that time. My world collapsed when mom died. And you know what most broke me?"

I am not used to hearing some rants from other people, but I guess I should learn how to, especially since Samantha seems like have lots of rants in her life.

I look at her and ask.

"What is it?"

"Since mom perished, Dad didn't care about me at all. He became a workaholic. He doesn't even care that I'm existing."

She uttered, and she's teary-eyed.

I took my handkerchief out of my pocket and gave it to her, but she just raised her brows.

"What's for that handkerchief?"

She dumbly asked.

"Your tears will fall, just let them and use my handkerchief to wipe your tears. Don't worry, and it's clean."

I said, and she just took it. See, we can quickly get along.

"I apologize for using your handkerchief. But back to the story, Dad didn't care about me, and months passed. I was happy when your Dad, Uncle Troy, always pays a visit to the house. He was the one who talked to me, supported me in writing a poem, writing my own composed of songs, and mostly your Dad was there to attend my first gig in the event at our School. I am beyond grateful for your Dad."

I was little hurt by how she told me how good my Dad was to her; I hadn't seen Dad that he attended one of Trevor's gigs. Even mine, I also have a passion for the music industry, I used to sing before, but Dad told me to stop my career in singing.

"Are you still grateful to my Dad after discovering that you will marry me, even though we don't know each other and didn't even love each other?"

I asked her since some women are not used to it, and I am sure she won't agree with it.

She looks at me, and she smiles bitterly.

"It's a different situation, and yes, I am still grateful to him. Significantly I am aware that he has cancer. Dad also begged for me to marry you. You should be happy that I am your future wife HAHAHAHHAHA."

After she cried, now she's freaking laughing out loud.

I ignored her and left her in their backyard. It seems she's been talking too much. I guess she's a person who has lots of problems. Now I know that she's been craving the love from her Dad. I don't know if it is right to marry a woman who has a lot of drama in her life, but I am already here, so there's no turning back, but my mind says that I should find a reason to do so after the wedding I'll file a divorce.

It's been a late-night since we got home from Greyson's Mansion. Mr. Alex Greyson wants to drink with me, but Samantha tells her dad that I am not drinking alcohol. That woman is giving me a headache; she is getting to my nerves.

"Have sweet dreams, my dear son."

Mom said, and I kissed her cheeks.

"Goodnight, mom and dad."

I said before entering my room.

As I enter my room, I take a quick shower and open my laptop; I need to file a report to our accountant. Sooner I will no longer manage our company, but yeah, I'll be the one who will manage Samantha's business. I don't know what kind of business she had. But I am expecting it will be a good one.

While sending my report to our accountant, I also opened my social media platform, and to my surprise, someone followed me on my Instagram account, and guess what? It's no other than Samantha the great.

*Samantha Greyson is calling*

I was about to click the decline button, but I was startled when I clicked the answer button Fucked it!

"Hello, my future husband! How are you? I am missing you!"

She was freaking shouting at the video call.

"How did you find my account? It is a private account for your information. And why are you calling at this hour?"

I was about to curse her, but I still respected this woman.

"Your mom told me that I should follow you on Instagram. So as a good person, I did. Anyway, let's have a date tomorrow evening, don't forget to fetch me, okay?"

Wow, She's demanding and insane!

Fuck! What should I do?

"I have work tomorrow, and I'm not free, and please stop calling me future husband; it's cringe."

I told her, but she kept smiling on the screen as if I would fall for her tsk.

"I would tell Uncle Troy that you don't want to see me, huhuhuhu."

And now she's faking some cry; she's indeed a crazy woman.

"Stop acting like a childish."

I said and ended the call.

I need to gain more energy and long patience with her. It is one of the reasons why I wasn't entertaining some girls. They will give me a headache.

I turn off my laptop because I'm sleepy; I need to be in the company tomorrow morning. I will give some documents to Dad's secretary.

[Tuesday Morning 7:00 in the morning]

I woke up precisely at seven o'clock in the morning. I usually do my morning routine, just like having quick push-ups, because I haven't visited the gym since last week. After that, I took a bath and wore my office suit.

"It's already 8:00 in the morning; I should take my breakfast."

I whispered at myself and ran downstairs, and there was Mom having breakfast with Trevor.

"Good morning, everyone!"

I greeted them.

"Good morning, Trevan; come and join us in breakfast."

Mom greeted me, and I expected Trevor to greet me but suddenly.

"What's good in the morning? If your ugly face, I will see."

He mumbled, but I just ignored him. If I answer him, it will cause trouble again between Trevor and me.

"By the way, are you going to the office?"

Mom asked me.

"Yes, mom, I will just give some essential documents to Dad's secretary, and after that, I will also visit Luke. We haven't seen each other for a while."

I answered and started to eat.

"Who's Luke?"

Trevor suddenly asked me, but I didn't have the energy to answer him.

"Luke Hernandez was your brother's best friend, and at the age of twenty-seven, he is already a licensed Doctor in one of the great Hospitals here in California."

Mom was the one who answered him.

"I thought you were not a normal person. I didn't expect that you have a best friend knowing you have a bad attitude HAHAHAHA."

I was about to punch him when suddenly Dad appeared.

"It's early in the morning to see you fighting. You didn't even respect the food!"

Dad yelled at us.

"I'm sorry, Dad."

I ask for an apology from dad.

Trevor didn't even say sorry to Dad; instead, he just continued his food. What do I expect from him? He is a black sheep of this family.

"Say sorry to Dad."

I whispered at him, but He just raised her brows.

For God's sake!

"Don't mind your sibling. Anyway, Alex called me a while ago, and he told me that you have a dinner date with Samantha."

Dad said, and I saw Mom smile after what she heard.

"Wow, did you invite Samantha for a dinner date?"

Mom asked me, and I didn't know what to say since I remembered that Samantha had called me last night asking me for a dinner date.

"Here we go again, the lover boy."

Trevor muttered.

"You were right mom, I asked her for a dinner date since we need are getting to know each other. And since she's free later in the evening, we will have a dinner date."

I lied to them fuck it!

It was all fault by Samantha.

"Alright, finish your breakfast, and I'll call my secretary that you are going to the office. Just gave him all the documents needed to launch our new product. Since Trevor was also here, you can also take a ride with Trevan or just follow him. This day is your first day of training since I have just a few months left. You better start learning how to handle the business. And lastly, I don't want to hear you again fighting with Trevan. Remember, he is your eldest brother."

Dad said to Trevor, and I know it's against him to be at the company, but I hope he would like it even just a little bit.

After a few minutes, I was here at the parking lot, seeing Trevor walking towards me.

"What do you want?"

I asked him as he stood in front of me.

"Give me the address of the company. I don't want to take a ride with you."

He is now talking with me with no manners.

If the killing wasn't a crime, I almost killed him, but still, He is my younger brother.

"I will send it to you."

I shortly uttered, and I went inside my car.

After I started the engine, I sent him the address first, and he didn't even reply thank you.

It was a rushed hour since I drove from the house to the company. As I parked my car, I saw Trevor with his guitar on his body, and it made me trigger to punch him. He was here to be trained, not to have a session!

"Why you didn't even wear formal attire? Look at you; you have messy red hair with just a Tribal black T-shirt, tattered pants, and sneakers! Why didn't you change your clothes, and can you please put that guitar inside your car or else I'll break it."

I said, but it seemed like He didn't care and listen to me.

"My body, my rules."

He answered me, and that made me more enraged.

"I am aware of that, but this is not your playground, Trevor. You know what, you were not like this before, you became rude right now, and you didn't even respect me."

I couldn't stop myself; he was beyond his limitations.

He looks at me and.

"You know what? It's not the same as it was, and it's all your fault!"

He said, and I just didn't answer him. Instead, I start walking inside the building.

From my peripheral view, I can barely see him that he is following me.

After arriving at my old office, I suddenly saw Trevor sitting like a boss on my swivel chair. I thought he didn't want to be here? So why suddenly he was sitting like a boss?

"Are you enjoying your future swivel chair?''

I asked him, and he smiled at me.

"Nope, I'm just bored here."

He lied to me. HAHAHA.

I just let him know what he wants to do because in a few seconds-

*Knock*

*Knock*

Suddenly someone was knocking at the door, so I opened it, and I saw Dad's secretary.

"Good morning, Mr. Trevan and Trevor Scott."

He greeted us, and I greeted him back, but Trevor ignored him.

"Mr. Secretary, here are some documents for launching new products; if you want some other questions, you can email me and one more thing."

I said and looked to Trevor, who was busy on his guitar.

"Dad told me that you were also the one who would train him. Please take care of him and take note; you should have long patience. Call me if there are some problems, Okay?"

I said, and I had already given him all the documents needed.

"Trevor, please good to Mr. Secretary, I will leaving now."

I said and left them inside my office.

Now, it's time to visit Luke; it was just a few miles away from here, so it will take a few minutes of driving.

[At the Hospital]

It's been a while since my last visit here. I have parked my car, and I am currently walking through the front desk. I will ask if Luke was in his break time.

"Excuse me, Nurse, May I ask if Doctor Luke Hernandez was on his break time?''

I asked one of the Nurse at the front desk.

"Wait for a second Sir, I'll check it."

She answered, and I nodded.

"Sir, Doctor Hernandes was on his break right now, but may I ask who you are so that I'll call him to inform him that he has a visitor."

The Nurse said.

"I'm Trevan Scott, his best friend."

I answered, and she suddenly grabbed a telephone.

"Sir, you may proceed to Doctor Luke's room on the third floor."

She said, and I thanked her.

I didn't knock on Luke's office room where I saw him eating HAHAHA.

"It looks like you are enjoying your food, huh."

I said, and he gave me a thumbs up.

"Long time no see."

He said and smiled as if there were no tomorrow.

"How are you?''

I asked him and sat on the small sofa beside his table.

"Just the same, curing some people's diseases."

He said and looked at me.

"How about you? How's life going on?"

"I just resigned from our company, and you know what's the reason?"

I said while playing with his pencils.

"I don't know why you are asking me then? HAHAHA"

And we both laugh, HAHAHA.

"I am getting married."

I uttered, but suddenly he stood up and started jumping.

"YES, MY BEST FRIEND IS FINALLY IN LOVE! I AM GOING TO BE THE BEST MAN!"

He seems so happy, and it's kinda cringe that he was jumping because of it, as if he won from the lottery.

"Calm down, it was an arranged marriage, and it makes me sick."

I explained, and his facial reaction became melancholy.

"Why? Who decided it?"

He seriously asked.

I let out a heavy sighed and.

"It's Dad's decision and his last wish for me before he dies. Dad is dying right now, he has cancer, and it is already stage three. Mom and Dad kept it for a long time from Trevor and me. Dad had already planned it with his best friend. I am problematic about it since I've never dated a woman because it will just be a waste of time. Imagine I will marry a woman that I didn't even love. It will make my life miserable."

I was not done explaining it to him when suddenly he interrupted me to ask me about.

"So, who's the lucky woman?"

He seriously asked me.

"She's Samantha Greyson, the spoiled brat daughter of Mr. Troy Greyson. I already met her in their mansion, and she came from a wealthy family."

I said, and as I looked at him, His eyes got bigger as if he saw a ghost.

"Samantha Greyson, wait, why her?"

He suddenly asked me, which made me wonder.

"Why? Do you know her?"

Because it seems Luke knows Samantha.

"Yes, she's victoria's secret model, right, and also a song composer, right?"

He said, and I nodded.

After that, he didn't even say anything. I guess Luke was also surprised about it. No matter what I am going to say, there will be no changes about that freaking arranged marriage.

Wedding is sacred, but here I am, sooner will having a wedding ceremony with the woman I didn't even love.