Chapter 2- THE DECLARATION

" Isn't she just so beautiful?" My mother asked for the hundredth time and still, I didn't bother to look at the tv screen, I had far more important things to do than looking at the face of a woman on tv I didn't give two shits about. Especially these spoiled rich girls who go around flaunting their parents' money they didn't even work for.

All they know how to do is throw money to plastic surgeons to alter their already hideous faces. Such a waste.

" Son? Son?! Are you even listening to me?" Could I ever have peace without this woman breathing down my neck?

" Mom not now." I knew what was coming next whenever she started showing me pictures are videos of a woman and it was a sign for me to run away.

" But I want grandkids, do you want me to die first before you do just this one thing for me?" There, I knew it.

Instead of starting an argument, I just took my laptop with the documents I was reviewing and left her in the sitting room.

I wonder what part of I am not getting married she didn't understand. There was nothing she or my father could do to convince me. And if I eventually give in, I'll make the life of whoever the unfortunate woman is a living hell, so much so that she'll be forced to file for a divorce.

" Sir, what would you like for lunch?" My butler asked me as I walked passed him.

" I'll leave that up to you Fred," I said to him as I walked to my office.

It was like my mom had it all planned out and was still on my neck though she wasn't in the room with me. The television in my office was on and somehow, my eyes got hooked to the screen.

I couldn't help but smirk.

It was her. Well, I think I just found my wife.

" I am telling you, son, you can't continue like this, remember that I gave birth to you, that means you should also give birth to babies." Gosh what did I do to offend this woman, so she actually followed me in here to nag me about getting a wife?

But not even her nagging could stop the happiness inside of me, I finally found the perfect opportunity for my revenge.

" Son…" I didn't let her finish her statement,..." You want me to get married right?" I asked her and for a moment I thought my mom's head was going to fall off her neck with how fast she nodded.

" Okay, I will, but I will marry only her," I said as I pointed to the screen just as the lady got into the car. But my mom already knew just who I was referring to because she had been glued to that screen and making my life a misery.

" Antonio Giovanni Gonzalez, this isn't one of your jokes right?" Okay, my mom just changed personality, whenever she called me by my full name I knew that any trace of playfulness was thrown away, in front of me was a lioness ready to pounce on me if she found out I was making a fool of her.

" No, it is no joke, or don't you want me to get married? You can just say so."

" Are you insane? I've been begging you to get married for three years and now that you finally agreed to, you think I'll say no. You have to be kidding, your father has to hear this. Let's meet with this girl's family." She happily said as she rushed out of my office, I am very sure she was going to meet my father so they could discuss whatever they wanted to. I didn't care.

All I knew was that someone just helped me kill two birds with one stone.

I went back to my work as my mom was off me and my archenemy would soon be in the palm of my hands.

I could never forget the terrible things she did to me. She was one of those popular girls in school and she made my life a living hell.

The name still rings in my ear after several years.

Crippled boy. That was what they called me. I had a terrible accident that made me unable to work for some years, so during my teenage days I felt so insecure, girls would always laugh at me, I couldn't play football with the boys as I used to and to make it all worse I had a guard who was always with me in school.

They mocked me that I had a babysitter even at my age. It was a miracle how after years of taking therapy I could finally walk.

This isn't some childish revenge game. She did terrible things to me and till date, I still feel disgusted at how such a young teenage girl could be so evil.

So marrying her isn't revenge, I am just returning a favor.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and I took it out to see it was a call from one of my gold-diggers, I knew none of them loved me, not like I cared, they gave me what I wanted in return for what they wanted. It was a win-win.

" Casey."

" Hi babe, I have good news for you." What was she up to this time? I knew she wanted more money, it was never enough, why does she need to beat around the bush?

" Casey go straight to the point. What do you want?" I am a busy man and as much as I didn't go to the office today, didn't mean I wasn't working.

" No honey, why don't you just guess." I couldn't help but roll my eyes, they'll call you whatever sweet name they can when they want money from you, honey, my love, women were like that.

" I am not in the mood…" I was just about to hang up when she gladly declared in a cheery voice something that made my heart stop.

" I am pregnant."