My name is Dyson Michaels and my life got flipped upside down the day my grandfather passed away and in his ultimate wisdom, he chose to mess with my life from beyond the grave.
~Six months prior~
“…therefore, in layman’s terms, unless you are married by July 18th, and within five years produce an heir, your portion of your grandfather’s estate and shares will be divided equally between your three siblings. You will inherit nothing.
If you marry but do not produce an heir, your shares will be divided among your siblings.
If you do not wed by said date, you may if you should so choose to, keep your position with your grandfather’s company and draw a salary. You will also be entitled the corporate benefits program.
Do you have any questions?...”
I knew by the word marriage, that it meant in the conventional way, with the usual I do between a man and a woman in a church with all the bells and whistles. I wanted to say no, I should have said no, but like the fool I am I said yes.
And now I’m trying to explain to everyone, why it is that I’m breaking Rebecca’s heart and I’ve been living a lie all my life.
I’m still waiting for that bolt of lightning to strike me dead.
Warning: M/M Romance, containing explicit language and sexual contentment recommended for readers 18+.