CHAPTER 4C

Xavier shook his head in disbelief. "I can't believe you're doing this. What do you even know about this Aurora girl? She's probably just some gold digger trying to trap us," he accuses, his eyes blazing with anger.

William's expression darkens. "Aurora is not a gold digger, Xavier. She's a sweet girl who deserves a better life than the one she's living in now," he says, his voice cold.

Xavier scoffs. "Oh, please. You're just trying to expand an already thriving company, by marrying me off to some nobody," he retorts, his words dripping with disdain.

William's eyes narrow. "Watch your tone, Xavier. This is not up for negotiation. You will marry Aurora in three days, and that's final," he says, his voice laced with authority.

"THREE DAYS... "he all but shouted

Xavier's eyes blazed with anger as he listened to his father's words. He couldn't believe that William was asking him to marry some random girl he had never met. He had heard stories of gold-diggers who only cared about social status and money, and he wasn't about to fall victim to one of them.

"I will not marry that bitch!" he exclaimed, slamming his hand down on the desk. "She's probably just after social status and my hard earned money, and I will not be a part of any of it. AND. THAT. IS. FINAL."

Before he could continue his rant, the bedroom door opened and two scantily dressed women emerged

"Whoopsie, are we inturrpting" the blond girl uttered, smiling seductively

"Ah, looks like we stumbled upon a little party here," the redhead purred mischievously, her eyes sparkling with amusement, whilst the blonde blew a playful kiss towards William.

"Hey handsome" they said in unity

William's jaw dropped in disbelief as he stared at the women standing before him. They were the very same women he had seen in the scandalous magazine photos with his son, Xavier.

Xavier scratched his head nervously, his anger dissipating into a sheepish blush on his cheeks. He glanced at the women, then back at his dad, his voice filled with embarrassment. "I was totally drunk, Dad. And they were just about to leave, I swear!"

The blonde girl, full of excitement, bounded over to Xavier, when her eyes fixated on the magazine on the coffee table.

"OMG! OMG! OMG!" she shrieked, her voice filled with an infectious energy, as she picked it up

Leslie, the red-headed girl, sprinted towards her, curiosity written all over her face. "What's all the fuss about?" she exclaimed, snatching the magazine from her friend's hands.

"Holy shit! We're famous! Look at us!" Leslie's eyes widened, scanning the glossy pages with delight. The two girls exchanged ecstatic glances, their outfits, though a little worse for wear, suddenly transforming into symbols of newfound fame.

"We're famous! Can you believe we're in The Glam Magazine!" Both women jumped up and down in joy.

Xavier's face flushed with embarrassment as his father observed the commotion, his mouth agape. He tried to regain control of the situation, clearing his throat to get their attention.

"Ladies, it's been quite an experience, but it's time for you to leave now," Xavier said, attempting to sound firm while inwardly cringing at the thought of their escapades being witnessed by his father.

"But what about breakfast?" the blonde girl pleaded, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "We could continue the fun, and your old man here can join if he's up for it. We wouldn't mind, would we, Leslie?"

Leslie smirked, appraising William from head to toe. "Not at all," she chimed in, her tone filled with playful innuendo.

Xavier's face turned a shade redder, mortified by their audacity. He quickly interjected, trying to salvage the situation. "No, no, that won't be necessary. Thank you for the offer, but we have other plans." He motioned towards the exit, urging them to leave.

The girls exchanged disappointed glances but eventually agreed, understanding that their impromptu rendezvous had come to an end. With a final flirtatious wink,

The blonde added with a smirk, "We'll be on our way. But hey, Xavier, give us a call anytime you want some real fun again."

They turned and sauntered away, leaving Xavier to contend with his embarrassment and his father's bewildered gaze.

Xavier's face turned even redder as he muttered a quick goodbye. The two women sashayed out of the room, leaving behind an awkward silence.

William shook his head, trying to collect his thoughts. "Xavier, what were you thinking? These kinds of scandals can ruin your reputation, the company's reputation!"

Xavier simply rolled his eyes, as he made his way to the coffee machine.

Sighing, William followed behind, "Xavier, you are going to repair the damage to the Knight name. Your playboy image has gone too far. The only way is with your marriage with Aurora, otherwise bid bye bye to your position of CEO in the company"

Xavier let out a weary sigh, his back pressed against the cool kitchen counter. He understood the gravity of the situation and the stakes his father had laid out. His inheritance, as well as his cherished position as CEO, hung in the balance. Deep down, he knew he had to handle this delicate situation with utmost care.

Thoughts of a cunning escape plan swirled in his mind as he pondered the absurdity of this proposed alliance. There had to be a way out, a solution that would appease his father's demands while allowing him to maintain his independence. Xavier resolved to strategize, to find a path that would lead him away from this impending union, and towards a future of his own design.

"Fine, Dad. I'll do it," Xavier muttered reluctantly, his voice tinged with resignation.

William nodded, a glimmer of respect shining in his eyes. "Thank you, son. You won't regret it, I promise. I can arrange a meeting with Aurora, if you're willing. But I urge you to keep an open mind. Sometimes, love can blossom in the most unexpected places."

"I'm not interested in meeting her, Dad!" Xavier snapped, his frustration evident. "Meeting her won't change the fact that I'll forever despise that girl for taking away everything I hold dear-my independence, my freedom."

"Xavier," William began, but Xavier raised his hand to silence him.

"You've got what you came for," Xavier declared, his tone final. "There's nothing more to be said."

With those words hanging heavy in the air, a palpable tension settled between father and son. Their differing perspectives and unresolved emotions stood as an impenetrable barrier, casting a shadow over any possibility of reconciliation. Xavier's heart hardened, his determination to keep Aurora at a distance solidifying with each passing moment.