CHAPTER 3

***Xavier POV****

"Babe," I greeted through the phone. "Aren't you going to come see me today?" I enquired with a smile spread across my face.

"You know I have a modeling shoot with some top agencies. "Melissa said in a sweet tone. "How about I come by tomorrow?" Her voice turned me on, making my dick twitch in my pants.

I heaved a sigh, as my mind trailed off to the conversation I had with my parents.

"It's in your best interest that you break up with that woman and start a family of your own my son, you aren't getting any younger and I'm sure you want to inherit the family business. You will make us happy if you do as we have asked." Those were my father's words.

"Melissa, have you thought about what my parents said?" I asked her.

"Xavier darling, you know I love you but I can't get married. At least not now. That's a lot of commitment baby. A wave of depression washed over me. I didn't know what else to say.

"Hello… hello, Melissa are you there?"

She hung up the call on me.

I pursed my lip in anger, a frown creased upon my forehead.

I picked up the phone again and called my best friend Jason.

"Hey man, let's meet up at the Imperials" I said.

"What? Jason asked, obviously he just woke up. "I was sleeping you little p***k"

I scoffed as I got the keys to my bugatti chevron "Call the others"

"Okay man, you got it" Jason replied.

I smirked as I revved up my engine making my way to the venue. I got to the Imperials and was surprised to see all my friends already there.

"What's up man, we already ordered some drinks and the ladies are on their way." Jason said with a grin across his face. He took a cup and filled it with liquor, pouring the liquid down his throat.

"Wow, slow down buddy" Maxwell, one of my friends said his voice laced with concern.

"Why did you call us out to drink, Xavier?" his gaze fixed on me.

"Same old thing." I replied.

"Wait, don't tell me… Is this about starting a family? your parents are still on that?" Maxwell chuckled shaking his head in disbelief.

"Yes, and I think they are serious this time around. They don't want to hand me the company until I have a family of my own." I said, my voice drained of every emotion. I couldn't believe my father would make me agree to such terms and conditions before handing over the company to me. The same company I put my blood, sweat and tears into. My father was being unreasonable.

"What? That's bullshit!, you've been working at that company since we were little. Jason exclaimed.

"Have you discussed this with Melissa yet?" he added.

"That's the challenge, Melissa doesn't want to start a family with me. She is more focused on her modeling career, especially now that big brands are beginning to recognize her. I don't think my mum would approve of her either" I said, rolling my eyes.

Maxwell clicked his tongue. "You are right about that, Melissa doesn't speak in your parents presence and I've seen the way your mother looks at her".

I sighed in frustration, taking another glass of liquor. "I don't know what to do anymore, I might just give up the company"

"No, you can't do that, Not after everything you've been through" Maxwell bellowed, placing my hands in his own.

"I have a brilliant idea guys" Jason said with a serious look. "How about you get a fake bride, and you two get married for a year. That way you get the company and she in return is well paid. It's only for a short period right?"

"You might have a point there Jason. You aren't a total drunk after all." Maxwell chuckled. I reclined in my seat, as I thought about what Jason had suggested. Time was running out on me, if I didn't take a decisive stance. I would lose the company. Confusing thoughts raced through my mind, I felt my heart clench tightly against my rib cage. The thought of a fake bride seemed repulsive to me. But that seemed like the only possible way to get my parents to will over the company to me. I noticed one of the girls that Jason invited was staring at me. So I signaled for her to come closer.

We went to a private room and got down to business. She unzipped my trouser as she held onto my dick firmly. Putting it in her mouth, she sucked on me like it was candy. I grabbed her hair, pushing my cock deeper down her throat. I had no interest in her, although she was voluptuous, I fucked her face. She pleased me so well, I smeared my semen all over her face. "Get the hell out" I barked, spraying a wad of cash at her.

She smiled, picked the cash and left the room. She looked hideous to me afterwards. I drove home after settling the bills, took a shower and went straight to bed. As I laid in bed, thoughts of Chloe floated through my mind. Her beautiful emerald green eyes, her cupid bow shaped lips and her blonde locks, which accentuated her very beauty.

How is it possible, that I always visited that store but I'd never seen her. 'Strange' I murmured to myself. "All you need is a fake bride and all your problems will be over." Jason's words echoed in my head.

At this point, I was caught between the devil and a deep blue sea. I sat up from my bed as I scrolled through my phone. The picture of Melissa made me smile. 'Hey love, I hope your photo shoot was great. Let's spend some time together this weekend. Love you' I sent her a text message, and then i sighed.