THE BLACK SEA | Gay Novel

Ch 4

The papers my father was talking about signing, were just prenuptial agreement papers, this isn't something I'm against, on the contrary, I'm glad they had their lawyer prepare them.

We had agreed that any property purchased before or during the marriage by an individual, belonged to said individual even after a divorce. We also agreed that if we have shared properties, said properties will be divided in half. "Gifts" are not to be returned, given, or sold. And lastly, family inheritance belongs to the sole heir/s mentioned in the will.

I only care about my properties, I could care less about the family inheritance, I mean, surely my father will not leave it to me, if they had to go to this length of forcing me to marry Rosario, just so he can have the Potenza's last name, or considered by my father's logic a family member, I'm sure he will leave everything to him since he will be leading the organization after my father's death.

Gifts and shared properties. I had to roll my eyes at that one, I'm not planning on staying married long enough to get this lovey-dovey.

After the signing of papers was done, Westley approaches me, "Sir, I'll be your best man for today if you will allow me," Westley says.

I shrug my shoulders, "do whatever you want," the 'it's not like I have a say here' is left unsaid.

"... alright then, you'll be walking down the aisle soon, I'll be going before you, the ring will be with me," he says before taking his leave.

I nod my head and turn around to look outside the patio doors, the central courtyard has been transformed and decorated for the wedding ceremony, and dressed-up strangers were being seated in the set-up chairs.

My father stands beside me, "am ready to go when you're," he says, trying to be reassuring.

"Are you walking me down the Isle?" I asked raising my eyebrow at his nerve.

"Of course, I'm your father." He says it like it's a no-brainer.

I chuckle at that, his concept of fatherhood is questionable, "holding my hand as you drop me off at hell's gate is very fatherly of you," His eyes twitch at that, but before he can say anything I pat his shoulder as I walk past him, saying over my shoulder, "come on daddy, it's time to walk your princess down the Isle."

Honestly, I know it's bad, but the best thing that's coming out of this for me is the entertainment of taunting my father. I mean, if he thought that he can die peacefully then he's wrong, at least I gotta have some memories that I can look back fondly on.

The change that nine years can do to you, and it's not like I'm thirteen all over again, this is different.

Had they proposed this madness three years ago, I'd have utterly refused, but ever since that day three years ago, my weaknesses started piling up, one after another.

I don't regret it though, laying on that hospital bed and watching Teegan as she sneakily tries to look through the door window, going against what the doctors said, helplessly looking for what remained of her brother, I couldn't help pushing her away, and instead, I let her in.

She was sixteen at the time, like the little sister I never had, she had lost her only family suddenly, and I didn't mind taking her in, and being her guardian.

She was anxious, alone, and scared, I saw my younger self In her, the young self I was after I lost my mother.

I glance at my father standing beside me, I just wish you took me in, instead of pushing me away, shaking my head, I look ahead and watch as the bodyguards opened the doors to the courtyard, there's no point in thinking of what could have been, he made his choices, and I made mine.