The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride

Aidan's POV

I wonder why this woman keeps pushing her daughter into the devil's wrath. She might be the winner now but I ain't started with her yet. I am letting her win solely because of my mother. I am not a man of commitments and I want no form of commitment whatsoever.

I am going to torture her daughter till she decides to leave on her own free will.

This is just the beginning of our game, I muse to myself, about to get to work when the door bursts open.

I raise my head to see who the intruder is for the second time today. I know it won't be Mrs. Madeline because she is not one to miss her appointments and missing an appointment like this means something urgent came up.

Chloe rushes in too, following the man behind. I am not surprised to see the face of the man. I have been expecting him, ever since father told me he was back. I knew he was going to come show off his arrogant self to me.

"Hello, Aidan. Long time, no see", he grins widely like an idiot.

Chloe is breathing hard, looking from me with a guilty look, to Damien, glaring at him for bursting into my office like that. She thinks I am going to take offense.

"I'm sorry, sir. I told him not to come in", she apologizes.

"It's ok, you can go", I dismiss her softly. She didn't look convinced until I nod for her to go.

Damien strides closer to me, looking around my office and nodding his head. I drop the pen in my hand, relax my back and watch his every move. I know his presence here today is enough distraction and I might not be able to do any more work.

I will have to go home early today, I thought.

I think I will just go to the party. I changed my mind earlier because of how Richard was taunting me when I told him I want to get laid. I got angry and disconnected the call even though he kept calling me back. Now that Damien is here, I know I need something to calm my nerves, and going to the party is the best solution. After calming my nerves, I can start to think of how to deal with him in my way, without letting my father interfere.

"How are you doing?" He finally sits in the chair with crossed legs.

"What are you doing here, Damien?"

"What am I doing here?" He chuckle lightly. "I am here to see you, of course, my dear friend."

"I am busy as you can see so I would appreciate it if you can leave now", I know he isn't going to leave just like that, I just thought I should tell him.

Damien doesn't understand the language of giving up until he gets what he wants.

That was what he did with Paige, he persisted until he got her. I wonder if they are still together. The last time I heard about her, I was told she was getting married to him.

I know Damien is also here to tell me something and I know he is going to spill some of his plans, even if he doesn't want to, I have my ways of knowing and making him give me little hints on what he intends to do to get back at me.

He might be powerful and influential but I am smarter than he is. He has enough connections because of his father, he is nowhere as rich as I am. But I have less influence because I am doing things my way, without anyone's help.

"Busy?" He peers down at me with an amusing smile. "I heard you are getting married." He adds after a short silence between us.

My heart almost stops beating at the statement.

How the hell did he get to know of a decision I just made this morning? How the hell did he know about Anna and the pregnancy? Has Evelyn gone to meet him?

"I just came to inform you that whether you are married to Tessa or not, that award belongs to me alone and I will get it." He vows.

I am a bit relieved he is talking about Tessa even though I also wonder how he got to know. Nobody knows about the proposed marriage except my parents and Tessa's parents.

"And about Tessa", he winks at me. I know what the wink signifies. He wants Tessa again, just like he told me he wanted Paige a few years ago. I smile and shake my head. He doesn't know that I don't care whether all the girls in the world go for him.

I don't even care if Anna, who I am planning to get married to goes for him, I can only be concerned if the baby is involved.

"I would love to meet her someday", he completes.

"Is that all? Is this all you have to say to me?" I want him to spill it all. All the plans he has in mind and I want to set a little trap for him to fall into.

I won't be bad if I decide to stand up and fight him back for the pains he caused me years ago. It won't but I am going to do it with wisdom. I am going to deal with him with patience.

He smirks. "You know my punishments alway comes in handy and in sequences. You don't need to be anticipating what will hit you soon."

"If that is all, you should leave then. See you when we see", I dismiss him and shift my eyes to the laptop. I am not comprehending anything on the laptop, I am just staring at it.

"Do you know why I hate you so much?" He taps the table.

Do you want to know? My subconscious asks me too.

I look up at him, so he can tell me why he hates me. This is a question I asked myself years ago when he began to show me how much he despises me. It all began as a play, he told me he needed space because of his mother's death and I gave him the space he needed.

For years as a teenager, I regretted giving him the space because I thought that was what changed my friend from that sweet, supportive guy to a bully and a freak.

Damien came back to school as a different person. He avoided me like a plague and after a year, he began to take pleasure in bullying me.

When Lisa came into the picture, I was still that shy boy and I accepted her to be my girlfriend because she was insisting we date, I never knew Damien had eyes for the same girl. His hatred for me intensified. I was beginning to love Lisa, she was a sweet and loyal girl and I had my first sex with her.

My hatred for Damien began when I saw him raping Lisa. While she was struggling with him, he killed her in cold blood. I felt guilty of Lisa's death, I blamed myself for it.

The poor girl lost her life because of me.

If only I knew this would be the result, I would have let her go, I used to say to myself.

I hated Damien with passion and I still do.

As he sits across me, a tear almost rolls down my eyes. I can feel my anger building up from remembering how we started and how we became this way. I am angry because of the innocent blood on our hands. Damien killed her but I share in the blame. When Lisa told me he wooed her, I didn't let go.

"I hate you so much because of your overconfidence", he continues, pulling me out of my reverie, making me push back the tears threatening to spill.

"You have no guts, you just pretend to and I always wonder how people don't see this. Everything about you is fake, Aidan. You stand no chance with me, so the earlier you back off, the better for you. I need not remind you again of what I am capable of."

"What else are you capable of other than killing and taking what doesn't belong to you? Do I look like the Aidan of years ago? You think I am scared of you?" I can see him fuming in anger when I mentioned that he knows nothing other than killing.

He stands up abruptly in anger. I think he is going to grab me off my chair and punch me but he isn't. His eyes are blazing red in anger. I am supposed to be the angry one but surprisingly, I am calm. Gone are the days when I used to be scared of him and his father.

"How is your wife, Paige?" I ask him as he marches furiously to the door. He didn't turn back and didn't answer me. "My sincere regards to her. I hope she is doing fine and well?"

He takes another step towards the door and I say again. "You will soon be haunted, Damien." His back stiffened.

"Your end is near. Lisa is coming to haunt you!‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒