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LANCE'S POV

"Anton! I told you a million fucking times that I will not marry a person you picked!" I shouted at the phone. What an annoying fucker! Can't they understand those phrases? Can't they knock sense in their heads?

"Son, we already talked about this! If you will not marry their heir, our company will sink kasama ng mga pinaghirapan ng pamilya natin." Anton or so I say, dad shouted back.

"I already gave you the time you need. Your Mom and I are already planning on giving you our company; we want the best for you. But, how can we do that if the company is flushed already?"

Fuck!

"Can't you do math and solve those problem by your own?"

"I wish it's that easy, son. I wish." Anton sighed at the phone, I know he's stressed at this moment since he's subordinates are continually bugging him. But God knows how hard is this for me, pareho lang kaming naiipit sa sitwasyong 'to!

I looked at the panoramic window showing the New York's busy night. Rubbing my thumb in my temple, I intercom Ken to bring my Scotch at my office.

Stupid contract!

"Please son, I need you." Dad said through the phone and I grit my teeth in anger. Why can't I escape in this fucking situation? Oh right, I'm the only son.

Great! Note the sarcasm.

I on the other hand am not co-business related to my Dad's Pharmaceutical and Mom's Hospital Chains. As much as possible I tried to get rid of their names and connection with them but those old farts are continuously invading my damn peaceful life!

"Don't tell, Mom." I end the call.

Ken knocked and enters the office holding a scotch and a magazine in his hnad. I raised a brow at him and iminuwestra niya ang kamay na tignan ko'to.

"I will fly to Philippines first thing in the morning." I said opening the bottle of scotch and rolling the goddamn magazine.

It's the newly released metro magazine of this month. As a producer of magazines, at my age of twenty-two, I already experienced a lot, from creating my own empire, building its wall to the highest, and making its name to the finest.

I look at the photos of the young boy, at age of seventeen; he can sure rock his career. A blonde hair, hmm suits him well, feminine body, and I can say that he is rather small in my 5'11 and muscular frame, brown eyes, and overall he's perfect. And my junior there could not agree more as it stand up from his glory. Damn! What is this heat I'm feeling? This can't be possible, I'm fucking straight. Fuck!

Fuck! I had never been turned-on from a single black in white nude photo. Goddamn fuck! Never in my existence have I complimented a man as sexy before. This contract is making me think useless shit!

"His name is Ace Heartily, the new fashion icon and a trendsetter of the year. You should meet him?" Ken voiced out, pouring scotch in his own glass.

"Drop the glare, Lance. You need me." He said confidently and I scoff at this bastard's confidence.

"Cancel all my appointments; we'll be going to the Philippines to visit my family. Ready the plane, dawn tomorrow." I said not tearing my eyes from the magazine cover.

"Cool."

"Time check, it's two in the afternoon. The weather is sunny with a heat of 35 degrees Celsius. A perfect entrance on the summer capital of the, east. Please buckle up, and ready yourself to witness the grand city of Manila. I welcome you to the pearl of the orient, Philippines." The pilot announced.

Ng makalabas ay bumungad ang napakainit na panahon ng Manila. Damn! I was greeted by my Dad's butler Pascual.

"Where's the contract?" Bungad ko as I entered my Dad's office, he raised his head from the document he's reading.

He called me for a reason; the old man won't call me kung hindi namimiligro ang kayamanan niya. This should be important to cancel my other appointments. This old man is damn ruthless. He randomly announced my engagement since my family is betrothed to another household. How fucked-up is that?

"Good evening to you too, son." He dismissed with a smile, tanginang ngiti 'yan. Pinasa niya ang isang dokumento sa harapan ko.

Fuck! I'm only 21 for fuck sake! I'm still starting my own company and with this? This would obstruct my freedom. I don't want a wife, I need an empire! He handed me the fucking contract and proceeds in explaining the details. I tried to find some spot to fire out this contract but to no avail can't see one.

"Call the lawyer." I said not tearing my eyes from the damn contract that will surely ruin my life.

"No need. He is on his way; I called him after you arrived, figured out he's needed."

I nod.

A sudden knock on the door made me look-up, the person I needed is here.

"Lance. Anton." Attorney Saavedra, the family's lawyer greeted me.

"Can't you do anything to nullify this contract? This is by gone out of date since this was made between my great grandfather and his old friend."

"I don't believe so; the contract stated that, the first heir of the family will be married to the youngest family member of the Villamayor."

"What if their youngest heir is not eligible for the contract? Ilang taon na ba ang babaeng 'yun?"

"I already checked the family credentials. I believe that their family is influential, they hold several investments on the Zapantas companies."

"I know," Anton agreed, "there family is a great friend of your Great Grandfather since their Family save ours when at crisis at their time."

"There lawyer is constantly bugging me and your mom, if this will not be followed they will use authority to grab our business to the bottom."

"But this will also cost their heritage and can ruin their momentum." I said, more on convincing myself. This fucking contract is a trap. I am trap! Fuck!

"Sinasaad sa kontrata na kung hindi ma-anunsiyo at mapag-usapan ng dalawang pamilya sa legal na paraan bago mag-disi-otso ang bunso nila ay awtomatikong mapupunta sa mga charity ang mga pera niyo. Ang matitira na lang sa inyo ay ang ancestral house at ilang piling lupain."

To ruin us. Sounds like a perfect fucking nightmare.

"Hindi na tayo hahantong sa ganiyan, attorney. My son here, know better. Alam kong mahalaga sa kaniya ang kompaniya ng ipapamana sa kaniya ng mga matatanda." As much as possible, I want to escape from this torment but goddamn hell; I just can't go on with life when I knew how important the company is to these old farts.

"18th? What is her name? I haven't met the younger Villamayor. I only knew her brother, Silver." I bit the insides of mouth, I'm fucking mad!

"Yes, 18th, their youngest heir will be turning 18th these upcoming years, so this also gives you the time to prepare yourself. The Villamayor is not often seen in the country since their business is internationally related."

"Then, there's no problem. I will meet her in the right time, by then we should be mature enough to talk this shit. What is her name?" Sapat na siguro ang ilan taon para magawan ko'to ng paraan. Fuck, of course I don't to be tied unto someone I haven't even met.

As cliché and gay as it sound, I want to love and be in a relationship, sa paraan na gusto ko. And not like this.

"I believe there's a little bit of problem." Dad interrupted maybe this can eliminate the fucking contract.

"What?"

"Kingston's princess is not a 'she', rather a 'he'." I gape at Dad's word. I turned to Attorney Saavedra and he's fucking looking far from my gaze!

"Attorney, that is not possible! This can eliminate the contract since this is against the contract itself!" Great! Just goddamn great! I hate this marriage already. This is damn ridiculous!

"The contract stated, 'The first heir of the family Zapanta is to get married to the youngest heir of the family Villamayor. If not follow, diminished all property in both household's name and given to any charity institution mentioned, if not to be followed.' Walang nakalaan na sekswalidad sa kontrata kaya pwede pa rin at hindi void ang rason."

I'm fuming mad! Great! Just fucking great! First on hand, I need to get married. Second, it's a fucking man. With a dick! I'm not even gay!

Attorney Saavedra further explains the family's information and properties.

"You see, if you are to get married to this family, their wealth will be deducted as it will flow to your family and likewise to yours to." I nodded.

"He's name is Angel Cram Easton Villamayor."

Angel Villamayor, I won't let you ruin my life.