The good guy (Remade)

"Dylan, I know how hard you have been working so far to get on my good side and I'm pleased to tell you that you will soon be promoted to the CEO position, but before you get there you'll have to do a little task for me", Dad said looking sternly at me.

I have always been the shy type and very quiet and obedient , so I always ended up doing everything my dad wanted me to do. I groaned internally wanting the moment to end. I just wanted a quiet and simple life which consisted of me , my room and my gadgets. I was a computer genius, I liked how easy it was to code and hack into computers, it gave me the thrill.

"What do you want dad?", I asked. My dad smiled and said quickly.

" Well I don't want anything so hard, You need to fly to Las Vegas, to sign a simple deal with Mr. Humphrey ," Dad said looking everywhere else but at me. It made me suspicious , what other tricks was dad trying to play.

"What is the deal you want to sign?," I asked , Dad smiled, it was more like a tight smile that hardly reached his eyes.

"There's no need for me to beat around the bush any longer, I want you to get married to Mr. Humphrey's daughter, Amelia Humphrey , she's a nice girl, she's beautiful and is working in her father's company and from what I have heard about her, she is quite intelligent and I'm sure you will like her plus you know the the crisis that our business is going through at the moment so this would do the business a lot of good and think about it, you are 26, it is the perfect age for you t-"

"I have never heard you talk so much in my entire life, " I said touching my glasses with mysweaty hands.

"Well, it is a matter of concern so I wanted to make sure I have you on board", Father said looking straight into my eyes.

I didn't even know the reason why Father was telling me this deal, it was almost certain that i was going to accept it, i have always said yes to dad since the first day, so what will make today different.

"I will start packing my bags then,"I said standing up and leaving. It wasn't like I could change his mind or anything

I reached my house very late at night, I lived at the edge of London and I knew the journey I was about to go on was going to be a long one. I pulled out a bottle of red wine and considered it for a while. I kept it on the counter and brought out Whiskey and drank it directly from the bottle. It was unlike me to do something so unhygienic , I never drank or smoked unless I was frustrated, angry or depressed and at this moment ididn't even know if it was the arranged marriage that frustrated or the fact that I was fed up with my life , I just wanted everything to end.

Finishing the bottle, I dropped it to the ground slowly and walked to my bedroom. I looked at my bed, it has been a while since I had any sex and maybe it was adding to my problems, I haven't had some in a few years he lost track of how many years it had been. It's probably because I wasn't a great fuck, I had watched porn once, twice but I just couldn't make a girl cum and after a girl made a joke about it, I drowned my lust and it never came up for air again. I shook my head to get rid of my filthy thoughts and took off my glasses and dropped them on my side table. I hope tomorrow will be over quickly, I thought before drifting off .