Mr. Billionare

Chapter 1

The day was quiet.
The halls were empty and dark, no one was there. Except for it's owner, Steve Rogers.

He laid on top of the newly made king sized bed. The room was made for royalty, freshly ironed sheets and the scent of his cologne lingered around.

Everything was dead silent, so much it seemed he was dead.
Maybe he was, that's how he felt.

Large eye bags formed under his eyes after crying for countless nights.

His father had passed away and he was alone. He was an only child with no mother.

Then suddenly there was a creak.
Footsteps climbed up the three story castle and stopped in front of his room.

He knew who it was, he'd locked the door for this particular reason.

"Steve, I will break this door down"

No response, he knew his best friend would stay there no matter if he had to sleep out.

But he didn't care, he stared at the ceiling lost in thought.

"It's ok Steve, be a good boy, mommy left on a trip"
"But daddy....who was that man"
"It's ok, he's a friend....lets go home"

Flashbacks emerged his mind.

"Dad...tomorrow is my culmination..."
"Good job son! I'm so proud! I'll make sure to take the front seats"
"Is mom coming...."
"Son.....we've been over this"

He was doing his best as a single father, he gave all of his spare time to his son.
Steve knew that, and he was so grateful.

"Dad...why don't any of the girls at school like me...."
"Son" he chuckled, "wait till puberty hits"
"What..."
"It's weird but it happens to all the men in the family, we're skinny and small but believe me, once it hits, it's like we were injected with something"
"I don't understand..."
"You will"

And he was right.
After his 15th birthday he began growing taller, attractive and faster. All his acne had vanished so suddenly.

He joined sports and began working out, before he knew it he was the talk of the school and every girl's crush.

"Dad, are you sure I can handle the company someday..."
"I don't believe it, I know it. You'll be the best heir yet"
"Dad....you're truly the best dad...I'm not just saying it cause it's father's day"
"It's Father's Day?"
"Yeah....why'd you think I got you these presents..."
"Thought you were just being nice"

That was one of his last memories.
In a year he'd graduate high school, his dad would be in the row and cheering the loudest.
Like always.

But it all changed when a drunk man crashed into him.

"Steve, someone's at the door, he says he's here to talk about the inheritance"

He got up from his bed and headed towards the bathroom.
He starred at himself in the mirror.

He looked horrible.
Dead even, a part....maybe all of him died when his dad did.
His once joyful and bright atmosphere was extinguished.

After washing his face and making himself look a good as possible he headed down stairs.

"How's the tea" Bucky asked.
"Delicious, Thank you" they older man smiled, he kept his suitcase close to him at all times.

Steve walked in causing the man to panic.
This was after all, Steve Rodgers, the billionaire.

"Sir, good afternoon, my name is Daniel Lincoln" he extended his arm but was ignored as Steve sat down.

".....right, of course. Right to the point. You're father left everything in your hands, the company, the house, and the money...but you already knew"

Steve stayed quiet.

"But, Sir, it also states that you can only receive this when you...."
"What?..."
"Your father left you a letter..I think you should read it first"

Dear Son,
If you're reading this then I'm dead, I know, I should have chosen a different beginning. Whatever the reason you have to move on, whatever you do don't destroy yourself over this....your part of the Rogers, we don't cry.

Steve felt ashamed.

This letter has a meaning, I need to talk about your mom. You know she's left us...for another man. She didn't just hurt us, she hurt the man's family.

Steve had never once thought about that. He assumed the man was single.

The mom, Maria, was in great debt and she didn't know what to do. She had a son, one year younger then you...and she came to beg for help. So I did, and i still am...
This boy is a genius!
He has straight A's and skipped a year of high school. You guys are both in the same grade now. I don't know if you know Tony Stark, but that's him.

Tony Stark?!
Of course Steve knew who he was, who didn't.
They were rivals, he knew all his secrets, including his crush. Pepper Pots.

Steve had a girlfriend, Peggy, and he loved her very much. They were together for as long as he hated Tony, Sophomore year.

The reason I'm writing this is because....you have to marry him.
I know...it is completely absurd but it doesn't have to be forever. Just until he finished his debt. If you marry all his debt will be yours and you'll pay them. Maria never wanted to tell me how deep they were so this is the only way. Please son, my last request.

The letter finished.

"What the hell!? How am I supposed to marry him?! A guy?! And to top it off the guy I hate the most!"
"Calm down Steve, I'm sure you don't have too"

"Actually you do, in order to receive the inheritance you have to marry him"
"What?!"