Callie Rose

Chapter 3

Evan's POV

I slam the door of my car shut, taking my jacket off and throwing it on top of it carelessly. It was times like these I was grateful I lived alone, I could do whatever the hell I wanted such as coming home as late as two a.m in the morning and not having anybody ask me any questions about where I had been.If I lived with my parents something like this would not have been possible sure I would sneak out without their consent like I always did but if they caught me, like they usually did because I wasn't exactly ever trying to be careful, I would never hear the end of it.

I hated my parents, I wouldn't even really want to call them that, to me they were just people that had custody over me, we had no sort of relationship whatsoever, and I couldn't care less. I knew they didn't really care about me to them I was just an heir who would one day take over the company, they tried to keep a close eye on me and labelled my activities as scandalous they always said I would one day ruin their precious image, like I cared about their fucking image.

I make my way back into my house slightly tipsy but not too drunk because I knew I had to drive to get home that night, as much as I wanted to drink and forget most of my problems, I couldn't depend on anyone to take me home, not even my best friend, knowing Trey, the minute he caught sight of alcohol he would be gone.

I fumble with the key of my apartment deciding against turning on the porch lights because I felt momentarily lazy, after much struggling I finally make my way into my apartment not bothering to lock the door behind me, I have strong security up front at the gate and no one would ever even try attacking me in the first place.

I flop down on my couch sighing loudly as I try to rest from the hectic events I just went too, there were so many clingy bitches at that party practically begging me to take them all though they looked pretty good I'd slept with most of them and I truly just wasn't in the mood. The lights turn on unexpectedly revealing my Father standing above me and looking down at me disapprovingly.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" My voice comes out irritated, completely portraying the way I feel right now "and how the hell did you even get in,".

"I would appreciate if you didn't talk to me that way Evan, I'm your father show some respect"

I scoffed loudly at that, if he ever thought I was gonna talk to him like a normal person he had another thing coming plus I talked to everyone like this and I wasn't planning on making him an exception, j pinch the bridge of my nose frustrated at him is it too much for me to have peace and quiet in my own home.

"The guard let me in,"he says with a smug look and I take a mental note to either fire or threaten the guard who let him in.

"Where have you been all day?, I've been here for 5 hours now waiting for you"

"Well I don't remember asking you to come pay me a visit and last I checked where I've been and where I go is none of your fucking business" my voice is laced with venom which is the usual for the most times I talk to him.

He closes his eyes as if trying to calm himself down and I inwardly light up seeing as what I did made him so angry. After taking a few deep breaths he speaks up again.

"Anyways I'm here to share some news with you, I and your mother have made a very important decision regarding the company and you of course we have decided that you will be wed to the daughter of another company owner which is a goo-"

My brain comes to terms with what he just said and I instantly shoot up from my comfortable position on the couch, was he being serious? an arranged marriage, what was this the middle ages or some shit?

I get up after a while of thinking of what he just said, I decided not to dwell too much on it, I could always disagree with him, what made him think I would get married to some bitch i'd never met before.

I scoff and stand up from the couch brushing the edge of my shoulder with my fathers deciding to go to my room, leaving him there he knew where the door was and would leave whenever he was ready.

"Well if you have nothing more to say I guess I'll be taking my leave now.., oh and we will be having dinner with your fiancées family soon, next weekend actually make sure to clear your schedule" My father says stopping me just before I can exit the room. As much as I would love for him to leave, I didn't want him to do so thinking I was actually going to be a pawn in his fucked up business game.

I chuckle lowly "I'm not going to your fucked up dinner and neither am I getting married to some whore I don't even know!"

"You have to and you will!" My father seethes. I make my way closer to him now right in front of him with my face dangerously close to his, my eyes daring.

"You can't make me Old man" my voice comes out calm and low, I push him slightly, he gives me an unusual look as if to say I didn't have a choice.

"No you will,because if you don't, you won't be inheriting the company after your mother and I choose to retire"
I stop on my tracks at that.

"What the fuck do you mean I don't inherit the-" I chuckle slightly " you can't do that Because unfortunately I'm your son and whether you like it or not you know you can't trust anyone else with the responsibility of the business"

My father imitates my previous expression and stares at me with a look of amusement"And who's to say I don't have other children, ones you don't know about even.." A sinister smile creeps it's way onto his lips after he finishes his sentence.

His words have me shook, I couldn't tell if he was bluffing or not but I wouldn't put it past him to do this, he was clearly a psychopath.

I knew my father slept around, my mother knew that also, they had fallen out of love a long time ago so one didn't really care what the other did, what didn't understand was why she didn't want to leave him, when I found out about his affairs with numerous women I confronted him and told him to stop threatening him to reveal this information to my mother, he was completely unfazed and after a while he laughed in my face.

I was confused at first as to why he didn't care if i told his wife he was cheating on her but I figured it out soon enough it turned out she already knew and was only staying with him for their image, they agree as to be a picture perfect family for the camera's but behind closed doors they were disgusting people, another thing that contributed to them being shitty parents, and also one of the many reasons I moved out of their house.

"You bastard" I manage to muster out to him, I would love to say I expected this but this time I was surprised.

"Apparently you're not my only son and there are a lot of my other kids that would be happy to take this position, so I better see you at that dinner next weekend or don't, it depends on how willing you are to take over the company"

I want to hit him, my knuckles clench and I would gladly punch him right now but I refrain myself from doing so, I didn't want him to see that he got to me.

All I want to do is strangle the old man to death.

Luckily for him, he quickly leaves through the front door, leaving me to burn heated gazes through it as I stare at his retreating form.