I Was Forced To Be Yours.

C H A P T E R - S I X

Aiden's POV

Do I look like I date guys?

Don't I look like a ladies man?

I stared harder at myself in the mirror, all the thoughts swirling around in my head.

"Hey! You have been looking at yourself in the mirror for way too long. If you want me to paint your nails then just let me know, happy to help." Dave laughed sitting on the bed.

Dave is my elder brother, he is two years older than me.

"Haha funny" I made a blank face, "I know it's been a week already. I just can't wrap my head around the fact that she thought I was gay. I mean I have been flirting with girls while she was present." I sat in the bean bag grumpily.

"Dude, she said she saw us in that compromising position so ..." Dave replied.

"Weren't you two friends in school? Why does she think you are gay?" I asked.

David's POV

Shit!

I can't tell Aiden. None of my family knows what I did in school.

"I don't know man. I didn't really talk to her that much in school." I shrugged.

Aiden didn't study in the same school as mine.

"Tsk tsk. Anyways..." Aiden was interrupted.

*knock knock*

"Mr. David, your father asked for your presence in his bedroom." Lari, the helper informed.

I nodded, got up and patted Aiden's shoulder as I passed him.

"Dave is in trouble." Aiden chanted.

"Shut up." I said smiling while shaking my head and exiting,

One down, one more to go.

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"Hey dad, you called me?" I peeked my head in the room.

"Yes. Come, sit beside me." Dad said as he sat on the sofa near the balcony.

Dad and I don't have the perfect relationship. I don't think any father-son has but seeing his relationship with Aiden makes me wonder otherwise.

"I want to expand my business. Before you say anything, I want to expand it into other fields. For example, in the hotels." He went straight to the point.

"But dad our business is doing well enough in the hospitals." We own multiple hospitals here. "So why the need to expand, it comes with more stress and why are you being greedy?" I place my palms on my thighs and huff.

I have been alongside him in the business for over a year and the stress kills me.

"It is because I want to donate. The profits I make from the hotel business will go to the new organization for the poor that Prestige and Co. are making. By the time the organization is up and running, I will be halfway there." He expressed.

"Why can't we give from what we already earn?"

"You all live a luxurious life. When you go to Paris, Canada, London or Germany, there is an already beautiful villa waiting for you. How do you think I can afford those places and live here too? Anyways, it's time to think about the people of this world too." He replied.

I sighed and asked, "What do you want?"

"I need help from Parker. His family is in this business for years. I spoke to him and came to a conclusion. To keep up with the reputation and to do well in this new field, we need to make some compromises. My son has to get engaged to his daughter for a year. And..."