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“Very well. Your grandfather has stated that he’d like his business to be handed down to you. You’re the only one left in his direct family line since the passing of your father, and therefore the one he wishes to take on his business.”
“Fine. I’m already running it as it is.”
“There’s something else,” he says, pulling at the tie around his throat as if it’s suddenly too tight. “He’s stated very clearly that there is one term that comes with his request. You won’t become the head of the business, with everything being signed under your name that is, until you’re . . .”
“I’m what?” I bark.
“Married, sir.”
Say what?
I stare at him, waiting for him to laugh and tell me he’s joking, but his expression remains impassive.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” I scoff. “You’ve got it wrong.”
“It clearly states that until you’re married, the business will remain in the hands of his closest
“There’s something else,” he says, pulling at the tie around his throat as if it’s suddenly too tight. “He’s stated very clearly that there is one term that comes with his request. You won’t become the head of the business, with everything being signed under your name that is, until you’re . . .”
“I’m what?” I bark.
“Married, sir.”
Say what?
I stare at him, waiting for him to laugh and tell me he’s joking, but his expression remains impassive.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” I scoff. “You’ve got it wrong.”
“It clearly states that until you’re married, the business will remain in the hands of his closest
friend, Walter Johnson. You will keep your position, however you won’t take over all the finances and management of the company.”
Fucking Walter, the scheming prick. He’ll run it into the ground before I get the chance to do anything. He’s already in the head chair, making me work my ass off, and the fucker will make sure he stays there if I don’t do something. He’s rolling in money now, after all. I’m the only one who holds any passion for this business. The only fucking one. It’s my lifeline; I’ve been in it since I was twenty, and I’ve got a solid lifestyle based around it.
In a scratchy tone, I mutter, “You’re sure it says I’ve got to be married?”
“I’m sure, sir. You have a period of twelve months to do this, before it’s signed over to Walter.”
Fuck.
I love women. All women. But I don’t like ’em hanging around. If you’re looking for commitment, you won’t find it here. I’ve done only one woman in my life more than once, and it was simply for convenience. Love isn’t for men like me. I don’t have the time or the interest. Love is for the weak. Women are too difficult and I’m too much of an asshole. I don’t hide this fact and I certainly don’t pretend to be anything else. I’ve seen where relationships go wrong, and I want no part in them.
“Anything else you want to stab me with?” I grate out.
His eyes flicker, and he swallows. “There are conditions. You can’t just marry and then divorce. . You have to be married for a period of two years. If in that time you divorce, the company automatically goes to Walter.”
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
That sick son-of-a-bitch.
He knew — he fuckin’ knew it was one thing that would challenge me. He had a sick mind when he was alive and it would appear that has continued, even after death. He’s testing me, pushing me to the limit like he always did. I walk away, losing everything I’ve worked for in the last ten years, or I
Fucking Walter, the scheming prick. He’ll run it into the ground before I get the chance to do anything. He’s already in the head chair, making me work my ass off, and the fucker will make sure he stays there if I don’t do something. He’s rolling in money now, after all. I’m the only one who holds any passion for this business. The only fucking one. It’s my lifeline; I’ve been in it since I was twenty, and I’ve got a solid lifestyle based around it.
In a scratchy tone, I mutter, “You’re sure it says I’ve got to be married?”
“I’m sure, sir. You have a period of twelve months to do this, before it’s signed over to Walter.”
Fuck.
I love women. All women. But I don’t like ’em hanging around. If you’re looking for commitment, you won’t find it here. I’ve done only one woman in my life more than once, and it was simply for convenience. Love isn’t for men like me. I don’t have the time or the interest. Love is for the weak. Women are too difficult and I’m too much of an asshole. I don’t hide this fact and I certainly don’t pretend to be anything else. I’ve seen where relationships go wrong, and I want no part in them.
“Anything else you want to stab me with?” I grate out.
His eyes flicker, and he swallows. “There are conditions. You can’t just marry and then divorce. . You have to be married for a period of two years. If in that time you divorce, the company automatically goes to Walter.”
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
That sick son-of-a-bitch.
He knew — he fuckin’ knew it was one thing that would challenge me. He had a sick mind when he was alive and it would appear that has continued, even after death. He’s testing me, pushing me to the limit like he always did. I walk away, losing everything I’ve worked for in the last ten years, or I
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