Isaac’s eyes fluttered open as the light of the room he was in started to flood his dark world. He was now slipping out of unconsciousness and coming back to the real world. His vision was at first blurry and then after blinking a few times, it cleared.
Where was he?
His mind was a bit foggy but with each passing second, his memories were returning. He now remembered everything; the loud argument that his parents had, and his trying to intervene when it went too far.
Isaac had almost died. He could still imagine how very afraid he felt. It was like he looked death in its eyes!
He never wanted to feel that way again. And if that meant putting his foot down for the first time in years, then that was what he was going to do.
He realized that he was laying on a bed in a room that looked like the hospital room that his grandmother from his mother's side used to be in when he was only nine. She was very ill; a disease that was too aggressive to let her see his tenth birthday which was just in days at the time.
Isaac remembered crying so hard when he came the next day to see his grandmother’s bed empty. It was a day he would never forget. He loved her, more than his mind could comprehend, and now he missed her.
“Oh, you’re awake,” A voice startled Isaac and he looked to the other side of his bed for the first time, only to see his mother. Her eyes looked drained and weary. It was clear that she had just woken up from sleeping but also clear that she had been crying.
“Mom…” Isaac tried to speak but his voice came out weak and raspy. His body was still in pain but not as before. The pain was now just dull, only awakened when he moved much.
“Don’t speak, you need to rest,” Mrs. Ford woke up from the chair she was sitting in and walked closer to her son. Seeing him lying on the bed, all frail and hurt pained her heart. She could not stop herself from sobbing quietly as she approached him.
This was all her fault. If she had not agreed to enter into the arranged marriage with Robert, her son wouldn’t be in this state. But again, if she had not entered into this marriage, her life would have been over.
Her parents were poor and being pregnant with Isaac didn’t make things any easier. She had two choices: abort her baby boy, or keep him. She chose the latter and she has never regretted her decision.
But choosing Isaac came with consequences. Things became much harder for her and her family until the Ford family approached them. They wanted her to marry their son and be saved from a life of poverty and at that time, especially being pregnant, that was a miracle.
She took the deal. Robert was willing to take care of the baby in her belly and even willing to accept the child as his own. He was going to give him all life had to offer, except his love.
“It’s all going to be over very soon,” Mrs. Ford touched her son’s face gently, as a way to comfort him. She could see that her once-little boy was all grown now. His eyes reminded her of his real father, and though that triggered her a lot of time; it brought her comfort.
“Why? Did you finally report that piece of crap to the police?” Isaac asked his mother, his voice filled with hope. He was talking about Mr. Robert, that man deserved to rot in prison! He was evil!
Mrs. Ford shook her head slowly and Isaac frowned. “Mom, he’s a monster.” He reminded her.
“Yeah, but he’s the monster that has given us all that we have. The money, the fame, the respect; all of it.” She reminded her son.
Isaac scoffed and looked away from his mother. He could not believe that she was willing to still be in the arranged marriage with Mr. Robert. Yes, her reasons obviously made sense but it was not like she did not have enough money now to leave him.
The only thing was that leaving the marriage would bring repercussions from Mr. Robert’s parents, very harsh ones. It was the only reason Isaac was not going to argue with his mother too much about the matter. He somehow understood her.
“Where is he now?” Isaac asked about Mr. Robert, and his mother withdrew her hand from his face and sat down next to him on the bed.
“He should be back at the mansion, but I’m not sure. It’s either that or he’s at Ford Technologies.” She replied to him.
Ford Technologies was the biggest tech company in South Africa. Its net worth was about a billion dollars, and it had over a thousand employees. The CEO of this giant company was Robert Ford, and the man next in line was Isaac.
Isaac was the one who would take over the company and other family businesses when the time was right. He did not know when that was but frankly did not care much.
“Listen, sweetheart. I have booked a flight for you for tomorrow morning. A flight to the United States Of America. I think it’s time that you started college,” Mrs. Ford informed her son.
She knew that this was not just about sending Isaac off to college in another country, it really was about him escaping the life that he had here. Mrs. Ford knew that it was a good life, but it was also a miserable one.
And she knew that they had a huge problem. Lisa Keating, CEO of Keating Travel, approached her and Robert some days ago about Isaac. She wanted Isaac to marry her daughter and that triggered Mrs. Ford.
It reminded Mrs. Ford of her own experience and she did not want that for her only son. She did not want Isaac to walk into a marriage just because it would make him more respected and rich. She wanted her son to get married to a girl that he truly loved. And Isaac barely knew Lisa’s daughter.
Even Robert was not okay with this and agreed with Mrs. Ford that they were not even going to bring it up with their son. But Lisa was really desperate because she then did something that caused the Fords to be in awe.
She decided to blackmail them. Lisa had a senior partner at her company that was openly gay, and this man had slept with Mr. Robert Ford just two nights ago. The man told Lisa and even provided proof.
Revealing this to the world would be a huge blow to the Fords. Everyone would then know that the Fords are dishonest and wouldn’t want to do business with them. Because if they were willing to fabricate a marriage just to hide who they truly were, then what else were they willing to do, or are already doing?
Mr. Ford was very ashamed and knew that this was his fault, which is why he was willing to entertain the idea of Isaac marrying Lisa’s daughter; he wanted all this to go away.
But Mrs. Ford did not give a damn. This was more reason not to let her son do this. This was the cause of the huge argument that they had in which Robert almost killed Isaac.
“What? You’re kidding, right? Dad is becoming more aggressive and you want to send me away? I’m not leaving you with that monster,” Isaac looked at his mother as he spoke to her confidently. His voice was gaining its strength back.
“I would be fine,” Mrs. Ford replied to him as a tear escaped her eye without her permission. “Don’t think of it as leaving me, but rather as finally getting the chance at true happiness and freedom.”
“He freaking choked you, mom! How are you so calm about this?” Isaac could not wrap his head around this. Wasn’t his mother nervous to be alone with that man in the mansion? He was impulsive and unpredictable!
Even with Isaac present, Mr. Robert had assaulted his mother verbally many times. Last night was the first time he hit her, who knows how far he would take it if Isaac left?
“Isaac, I need this. I need you to do this for me. This is all I’m asking of you. Leave the country and go and live a fulfilled life. It would be one of the most thrilling things that have happened in my life for years,” Mrs. Ford explained.
“You leaving for America would help heal my wounded soul. Please, my son…” She added.
His mother begging him like this broke Isaac’s heart. If she wanted this so bad, he would be more than happy to do it for her. But he just could not stop thinking of how alone she would be.
“I–” Isaac tried to speak but no words came out.
“Don’t overthink it, just say yes,” His mother gave him a smile that tugged at his emotions.
He had a choice to make, either say yes to his mother and leave the country, or say no and stay stuck in the life that he was starting to deeply hate.
“Yes,” He finally agreed and Mrs. Ford gave him a hug as she sobbed happily.
Mrs. Ford was beyond happy. This was her biggest desire, to see her son happy and not held down by the restraints of the Ford family. The call she made earlier in the ambulance was to the chancellor of one of the most respected and competitive universities in America.
She pulled the necessary strings needed to get Isaac admission without even having him submit an application. Now he only needed to get on the flight to America and start school.
Convincing Isaac was difficult but convincing Mr. Robert to let his heir leave the country would be like trying to mop the ocean. She knew what she needed to do though, and that would not happen if she was still in this hospital room with her son.
“I have to leave. I would be back very soon, okay?” Mrs. Ford gave her son a kiss on his forehead and then left.
An expensive car took her straight to Ford Technologies, and when she reached it, she marched right into the office of her husband.
“I need to talk to you, Robert,” Mrs. Ford demanded. Her husband sat behind his large desk with his face buried in his computer.
“If this is about Isaac and what happened last night, then I really don’t have the time to argue,” Robert replied without looking at his wife. “But if you persist, then I’m sorry for how I behaved.” He added, his voice robotic and nonchalant.
“Isaac is leaving for America tomorrow morning, for college,” Mrs. Ford ripped the bandage off boldly.
“What did you just say to me?” Robert finally looked at his wife for the first time since she entered his office. His tone was daring and filled with authority.
“I think you heard me very well, Robert,” Mrs. Ford spoke with boldness. Even though she was almost choked by Robert last night, she was still not scared of him in the least. She had never been. She headed towards one of the chairs in front of his fancy desk and sat down, waiting for him to respond. Robert scoffed and then stared at his wife for a few seconds. “You have to be joking, Ava. The boy is my heir.” He reminded her. “Yes, I know that. But sometimes, from the way you treat him, it makes me wonder if you know that.” Mrs. Ford flipped her hair gently and kept looking into the hard eyes of her husband. “It’s complicated,” Robert looked away from his wife. He really did not want to get into a yelling match with her and hoped to God that she would drop this. There was no way he would just let Isaac fly across the world when he was being groomed to take over the family businesses and fortune. “It’s really not. Isaac can still be the heir of the Ford fortune whether he’s here i
Isaac watched his mother leave him and his father alone in the living room. He walked towards one of the couches and sat down. He could feel his father’s eyes on him as he tried to make himself comfortable on the luxurious couch. “I see they fixed up your neck,” His father began as he stared at Isaac. His eyes were not looking the way they usually looked. Instead of seeing the hardness that he knew so well in them, Isaac saw compassion and guilt. “Don’t start,” He warned his father. “I’m not starting anything,” His father replied to him boldly as he crossed his legs. “I’m just stating what is obvious, and right now, that’s your neck.” Isaac was really being tested. He could feel his patience becoming thinner. If his father continued on this path of arrogance, he would certainly snap. “Why am I here? Why did you want to see me?” His father smiled faintly and ran his hand through his salt-and-pepper hair. “I’m sorry for what happened last night. I was abusive and deserve to go to p
Isaac looked out the plane’s window as it descended slowly over the concrete jungle that is New York City. He was blown away at how many buildings he saw, the place looked surreal! After landing and when the engine noises had subsided, the pilot spoke, “Ladies and Gentlemen, we welcome you to the city of New York. The local time is 7:45 AM. For your safety and the safety of those around you, please remain seated with your seatbelts fastened and keep the aisles clear until we are parked at the gate.” Isaac could not contain his excitement. Even though he was a bit jetlagged from the flight, he was not going to let that dull his experience. When the plane parked at the gate, he unfastened his seatbelt and headed out. The air was cold and his nose hurt slightly every time he inhaled. Why was it so cold? It was not even snowing; just a slight drizzle. “Isaac Ford, yes?” A man that worked with the airport asked Isaac when he was in the huge building. Isaac nodded and the man continued
Isaac watched the look on the chancellor's face. He knew that the man was annoyed but had no choice but to answer any question thrown at him. “Mr. Ford…” Mr. Hart began after he released a sigh. “I don’t appreciate that our relationship is starting on the basis of money.” Isaac could not help but chuckle at the man’s response. Was he being serious? Whether he liked it or not, their relationship had already been cemented by money. By Ford money. “Now, I have arranged a tour of the campus and our facilities for you. I’m sure you would love to see where you would be going to school for the next couple of years.” Mr. Hart smiled warmly as he stared at the boy; he was proving to be trouble already and this was just the first day. “Okay,” Isaac replied as he put the phone back into his pocket. “One of our best students would be the one in charge of the tour,” Mr. Hart continued. “No,” Isaac stood to his feet and stared at the man. If his parents were literally paying almost a millio
The girl watched Isaac get closer to her and he seemed intimidating but yet had a softness that called to her. His eyes were dark and his smile was doing something to her that she could not completely understand at the moment. Who was this man? “Hi,” Isaac ran his hand through his hair as he kept his eyes on the beautiful girl that stood in front of him. He was a very calculated person that did things smoothly but for the first time in years, he did not know what to do. “Hi,” The words came out as a soft whisper. “I’m Jessie Whitfield, and I’m a second-year student here.” Isaac chuckled in response and Jessie raised one of her eyebrows before asking, “Why are you laughing?” Her voice was gentle.“It’s just that you’re acting like you’re being interviewed,” Isaac's body was getting dryer with each minute that passed because of the flow of air in the room, but his hair was still drenched. “I’m just introducing myself, stranger,” Jessie replied as she ran her hands over the spine of
Jessie tried her best to listen to her lecturer but she could not help feeling Isaac’s eyes on her. He kept looking at her and each time she looked back at him, he looked away. This made Jessie giggle. She felt like a teenager, and for a long time in her life, she was not overly obsessed about how she did in school, getting her family out of poverty, or the dark secret she had that gnawed at her every damn day. She felt seen. “Okay, class. That would be all for today. Make sure to read and prepare for your midterms which would be coming up pretty soon.” The lecturer spoke loudly so everyone in the class could hear her. The class was now over and everyone was trying to leave. Isaac stood up and folded his arms on his broad chest as he watched Jessie put her books, markers, and other things into her tote bag. She had a small smile on her face that Isaac liked looking at. He needed to find a way to spend more time with her. “Hey, pretty boy!” One of the students startled Isaac.
Isaac was standing in front of the full-length mirror in the penthouse as he got ready for the party. He was very excited for this would be his very first informal party, plus Jessie would be there. He really wanted to see what she would look like out of a baggy sweater and held-up messy bun. After Jessie had introduced herself to Otis, she decided to head home while Isaac let Otis drive him back to the penthouse. He then asked Otis to help him find something casual to wear at the party. He was so used to the dozens of formal parties that he went to that he was oblivious to how one should dress for a gathering as mundane as a house party. Otis was really good at finding the right outfits and was currently waiting for Isaac downstairs in the car so they could head to the party. “This is so different,” Isaac chuckled to himself as he studied his reflection in the mirror. Isaac knew that his dad would go crazy if he saw him wearing something either than an expensive suit to go to
Isaac could see that Jessie was not okay. They were building such a good momentum together but now he could feel her withdrawing. He knew that he was losing her and if he did not do something, maybe he’d lose her forever.Or maybe he was just being dramatic and really worried about Jessie.“Jessie, let me help you,” Isaac suggested as he took a few steps closer to her. He did not want to try to touch her again, knowing now that she clearly did not want to be touched. “Please.”Jessie’s eyes were filled with tears and when she blinked, they rolled down her face. She clenched the phone in her hand and stared at the message. Why was this happening to her now? If someone knew her secret then that meant her whole life was over! Everything that she had dreamed about and worked for would be for nothing! Jessie was glad that Isaac was here and that she was really having a good time before she received the message.Now she just wanted to be alone. “You can’t help me.” She laughed dryly. Who t
Isaac watched Otis park the fancy jeep in front of the airport, which was where he was with his luggage. Otis got down from the vehicle and kept the engine running as he took the luggage away from Isaac respectfully. “How was your flight?”“It was meh. I have flown on better airlines,” Isaac joked, and Otis laughed in response. When the luggage was in the trunk and Isaac was in the backseat of the car, he let out a sigh. It felt good to be back in New York. “Did you take care of what you went to take care of the back home?” Otis asked as he drove Isaac to the penthouse. The car was filled with light jazz music. “Uh, yeah. Yeah, I think I can say that.” Isaac did not want to get into the specifics with Otis. Not that he did not trust the man, but he was just a bit weary of the topic and liked that his life here was different. He was afraid that if he told Otis fully about what happened at home, then in a way he would be contaminating his life here with life back home. Isaac did no
The car ride back to the mansion was quiet. No one said a word to each other but it was clear that a lot of thinking was going on. Isaac sat in the back seat by the door while his mom sat between him and his father. Once they reached home, the car swerved smoothly into the big compound and came to a stop in front of the house. Two guards immediately approached the car and they opened it up for the Fords. When Isaac got down, he walked straight into the house and headed for the living room. He started to pace as he awaited his parents. When they finally came into the house, they joined him in the living room and sat down on the couch.“One of you please tell me that we are not going to let that madman get away with what he has planned…” Isaac began. “Isaac,” His mother's voice was filled with defeat, and her eyes held sadness. “I love you. I really do, but I think the best thing to do is to do as Victor has proposed.”Isaac stopped pacing and looked at his mother incredulously. “You
Robert Ford entered the sitting area and saw his brother sitting on the long fur-covered chair. His mother sat not too far, and she frowned a bit when her eyes landed on him.Victor stood to his feet and straightened the suit on him. His hair was perfectly styled, and the shoes he wore alone cost nearly ten thousand dollars. He had been in prison for a long time and being free felt good.He could still remember why he had been thrown in jail. It was because he beat a man to death. Victor did regret that the man died but he knew that he only assaulted him because the man had been caught trying to rape his girlfriend of six years.He had been so angry and filled with rage that all he could see was red. He bashed the man’s head in with a short-length iron pole that he had found in the same alley where everything was happening. There was so much blood but he did not stop hitting the man until he was out of breath.Afterward, he took his girlfriend to her family and turned himself in. He g
Worry filled Isaac’s heart and he aimed to know what was going on. “Mom, what do you mean that we could lose everything? What’s going on?” “I really don't want to talk about this over the phone, Isaac. Just know that we need you home as soon as possible.” Isaac heard his mother breathe out a sigh of frustration. “I always knew that this was coming, but I did not think that it would be this soon.” “Mom, you can’t just tell me all this and leave my mind to wander. Please, I promise that the moment I drop this call I would book the next flight to South Africa. But I need you to tell me what’s going on.” Isaac begged his mother for more information. “Just come home, please…” “Did dad hit you?” Anger laced his voice and he clenched his jaw. “No,” His mother replied in a breathy way. “Then what? What could be huge enough for you to sound this worried?” He held the phone to his ear as he headed for his room. He needed to start parking and would get Otis to take him to the airport as
“Come on dad, leave them alone,” Josh complained to his father. His father was a successful CEO and made sure to insert his title in every conversation. It made Josh feel uncomfortable.“I’m just trying to get to know your friends, Josh. You complained about how I am not in your life enough and when I finally attempt to, you push me away,” His father’s voice was smooth and heavy. “Jessie, this is my father, James Clinton.” Josh gave in and introduced Jessie to his father. Josh’s father smiled politely as he reached out his hand to shake Jessie’s. “Nice to meet you, dear. And might I say, you look lovely.” “Thank you, Mr. Clinton.” “And you, young man. You look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?” Josh’s father said when he turned his attention to Isaac as he tried to shake the young heir’s hand. “I’m Isaac Ford. Nice to meet you, Mr. Clinton.” Isaac was really good at social interactions like this. His father made sure of it. His father made him understand that he was to be a
Isaac closed the door of the car once he was in. “For now, nowhere. I just want you to drive me around the city until it’s time for us to pick up Jessie.” “Sounds like a plan. You are about to get the most unique tour of New York City, the city that never sleeps.” Otis replied as he chuckled heartily. The car jerked forwards gently as Otis pressed the gas. He took Isaac around the city and even rolled down the windows. The wind blew in the car as he drove and whenever traffic caught them, Isaac would take pictures of the busy streets and the buildings.Finally, the sun was setting and Isaac was blown away by the beauty and life of the city. He had only been here for a few days but he felt like he was becoming a part of this surreal place that looked like it was ripped out of a modern fantasy world.The buildings were so tall that they looked unreal. When the sun had disappeared and welcomed the night, Isaac laid back on the car seat as a feeling of freedom filled him. He felt reall
Isaac stared at Jessie, slightly surprised that she wanted to go to another party. But it made him excited and glad that she also wanted to spend more time with him. “Are you sure?” She giggled and the sound made Isaac smile warmly. He loved seeing her happy. “Yes, I’m sure.” She sat down in her seat next to Isaac. The class was now almost full but the teacher was not there yet so everyone was doing their own thing. “But what about your secret?”Her eyes dimmed a bit but hope then sparked in them. “It’s all good. My brother is taking care of it. There is nothing to worry about.” Her tone was confident. “That’s great! I genuinely hope that it all works out!” Isaac meant the words that flowed out of his mouth. He really did not like seeing Jessie weighed down and downcast. He enjoyed it when she was light and filled with a softness that he could barely describe.“If you need my help at all, just let me know,” Isaac added, and then he bit his bottom lip in nervousness. He remembered
Jessie watched the color drain from her brother’s face and her heart dropped. “Please, say something…” She begged him, feeling fear and paranoia take over her entire being. “I–I…how is this even possible?” He stuttered and then tugged at his hair in frustration. “I swear, I covered our tracks perfectly. There’s just no way.” He laughed without humor. Jessie could not help the tears that were building up in her eyes. She had thought that her brother would be able to take care of this but from his reaction, she feared that it was above him. “I was at Josh’s party–” Jessie began but Joe cut her off. “You were at a party?” He stared at her incredulously. “I literally told you to lay low!” His face glowed red, showing how upset he was. “Can you just let me finish?” “Dammit, Jessie!” Joe roared as he slapped the computer monitor from on his desk violently. It crashed to the floor with a loud thud, causing Jessie to inhale sharply. “I just wanted to feel what it was like…” Jessie sob
Isaac took a few seconds to process what Otis had just told him. He really wanted to help Jessie and not doing anything especially when he was capable made him feel useless. But he also knew that Otis had a solid point. If he did this, it would be the very thing that would pull him and Jessie apart even before they got together. “You have a point.” Isaac agreed with Otis. “I’d like to think that too.” Otis made a turn down the street and drove towards the skyscraper that Isaac was staying in. “So what would you suggest that I do?” “Have faith. Have faith that when the right time comes, Jessie would open up to you. And not just about her secret but about everything.” Otis replied, and the car came to a stop. Isaac smiled, feeling good that Otis just saved him from almost making a mistake that would have bitten him in the butt. “Thank you, Otis.” He smiled warmly.“You’re welcome,” Otis pressed a button in the car and the locks on the doors made a sound, signaling that the doors we