Bronton

Bronton cursed as he drove off. He did not have time to chat up with strange ladies who had a death wish. He was hurrying to the airport to catch a plane. His pilot had an emergency at the last meeting and he could not afford to drive himself across the town's even if he wanted to.

He wanted to wrap up his businesses on the other end and rush back to start the wedding plans with someone he had never met. It was strange, he thought, the way he was making plans to marry a woman he did not know when he women falling over his feet.

Bronton's ex-girlfriend was still on his neck about a marriage proposal. This was one of the reasons he had broken up with her. He did not like people who pressured him into making hasty life altering decisions. The second reason was because Felicia was a whining big baby who loved to brag. Despite being rich, Bronton did not like the limelight. Felicia on the other hand lived for the likes and clicks of social media.

Bronton had met her during one of the conferences out of town. She had been one of the ushers during the conference. She had been all smiles when welcoming them, that was what had attracted him to her. The first few months had been blissful. She tagged along to most of his meetings, if not all. He got her anything she wanted, afterall, money was not a problem.

Problem started when Felicia started pestering him with proposal ideas. At first, he took it as one of her social media talks and pranks but later it turned into full blown threats. She wanted him to buy a diamond ring and propose to her in one of the yatches he owned. Or to propose to her in front of his business associates after a conference. In all these, she wanted her personal camera man to record the happenings. Bronton could not have it and when she kept on insisting, he started avoiding her. They had a fight and she promised not to ask again.

She forgot about her promise when one of her friends sent her a picture while wearing an engagement ring. She raved and gave Bronton an ultimatum; engage her or watch her get engaged to someone else. Bronton, not ready to be hitched to a girl who thought of nothing but trips and wigs, broke up with her. She begged and asked for another chance but he was too busy building another empire to hear her pleas.

Bronton loved his grandfather, that was why he was going to get married. He could do anything for that man, he was his life line. He argued with himself that being a husband was not that difficult. All he had to do was feed, clothe and house her. A little trip to Paris her, a huge allowance and the woman would be settled.

Bronton senior had taken him in after his father had abandoned him at his doorstep one cold July. He had not forgiven his father for that and they barely saw eye to eye, coupled with the fact that his grandfather had made it clear that he was not leaving Bronton's father with anything.

Luck was on his side as he found the last plane which was yet to leave. He hurriedly went through the airport protocols and paid for a first class seat. He had forgotten his headphones in the car at the parking so he had to make do with the pods. He hated travelling with air as it reminded him of the days his father dragged him through the airport.

His father was a stingy man who hated spending money on him. The only thing he liked spending his money on were the numerous women he had. When he got tired of stringing Bronton along, he dumped him on his father's doorstep.

The meeting had been successful, now it was time to go back and meet his soon to be bride. Despite being a business mogul who commanded every room he entered, he was a bit anxious. He did not what he was signing up for. At least in businesses , there were contracts and money to be exchanged. He was going in this blind and with no experience. He just hoped that the girl was presentable and had a little bit of a brain. He would pay for any make-over that she needed.

He was still thinking of his soon-to-be bride when his phone started ringing.

"Hello." He said after picking up.

"I am pregnant." The voice on the other end said.