Contract Marriage With the Gay Billionaire

"Good morning mom" Marco took his seat opposite his mom. He focused his gaze on his phone because he didn't want her engaging him in any discussion before his dad would arrive.

"Good morning son" his father stepped in. He looked up and smiled faintly. He wasn't finding any of their actions or words pleasant and he wondered the reason they had requested to see him that faithful morning.

The room was silent and he slowly raised his head as his hazel eyes went from his mom to his dad, they were discussing in low tones. "you both called for me and now you're discussing without me" he said angrily.

"Marco" his mom called in a soft tone "we need you to get married" she said and Marco looked away. He was hoping this wouldn't be the conversation they wanted to have with him but he was wrong once again. How would he get married to someone he barely knew just to save the company which he started working in, three weeks ago? he wondered.

"Mom! I'll get married but only at my will and I won't get married to the Millers only daughter!" he said firmly

"and why? she's nice and she's...."

"the company depends on our marriage! you don't need to sugarcoat it!" he interrupted his mom with a hinge of anger

"Yes my son. If you don't get married to her, we would loose our company to some board members who want us out of the company" she said bitterly. Their company, Maxs which was in partnership with the Millers and other members, was the largest partnership company in Los Angeles and loosing it to board members would render their years of hard work useless.

"I'm so sorry about your company loss or whatever but I'm not going to get married to her" he stood up to leave. He was done with having the same discussion about marriage over and over again.

"If you don't get married to her, you'd cease to be a member of this family and a heir!" his father's mean voice echoed.

what? he stopped in his tracks. "whoa!" he ran his hands through his black short hair in frustration. Why should that even be an option? he sighed.

"Think about it" his father said going upstairs.

Marco sank on the couch thinking about what his father said, almost all his wealth was gotten through his family. What was he going to do if his father disowned him? he would have nothing.

He looked across the room and his mom was staring at him. A soft stare, she didn't want to be harsh on him but that was the only way to make him agree to their request, she smiled faintly at him before taking her leave.

He took his phone and dialed Taylor's number, Taylor was his personal driver and he needed to leave as soon as possible. He felt suffocated in here

"The Sunset" Marco said when Taylor arrived.

"Okay boss" Taylor said opening the car door for him to go in. The Sunset was a famous club and bar in Los Angeles, he usually went there with Adrian, his closest friend but today, he wanted to be alone.

"we're here boss" Taylor said. They had been there for over five minutes but Marco was lost in thoughts and he didn't like being interrupted by someone.

"for how long?" he asked meanly "about five minutes" Taylor said in fear, awaiting what might happen next.

"And you didn't say a word?" Marco yelled in frustration! He had always been mean to his employees and he didn't mind. "what am I going to do with you?" he stormed out "the keys" he stretched his hands and took the keys from Taylor "you can go home, I won't be needing your company today" he forced a smile and went in.

Looking around the bar, the lights were dim, which made it difficult for him to see through the room, but he could still make out some guys just his age and some sexy ladies which were all over the place waiting for billionaires both young and old to have them in bed.

"my regular" he said to the guy at the counter who smiled at his request. In seconds, the guy dropped a glass of beer before him, "enjoy" he said before going on to attend to other customers.

"Hey handsome" a young sexy lady sat beside him. Moving her body slowly in a flirtatious way, she needed to get his attention. To Marco, she didn't seem unfamiliar as this wasn't the first time she had made advances towards him. All her advances had been plainly declined by him but she wasn't giving up.

"I see you don't plan on giving up anytime soon" he smirked

"I see you came alone today" she said ignoring him and Marco laughed "I like you" he smiled and turned away as he continued to focus on his beer.

"why don't we get a room?" she moved closer to him and placed her hands on his thighs moving it slowly in a circular motion "I want you inside of me" she moved her hands to his shaft and he looked up at her, she was still smiling. Maybe she was right, maybe they should get a room! maybe that was the distraction he needed.

"Let's get a room then" he smirked at her and she was surprised at his reply, she didn't think he'd give in to her today but she counted herself lucky because not everyone got to sleep with Marco who was quite popular for nothing other than being so young, rich and handsome.

She walked behind him as he led them into his VIP room in the bar. "What a nice suite this is" she was marveled at the room. It was huge and well furnished, she didn't think a room like that existed in The Sunset.

"Are you going to keep admiring the room or are you going to give me what I want?" he asked impatiently.

"I'm sorry" she apologized, she didn't want him changing his mind. Marco watched her as she slowly took off her skirt, leaving only her panties. She slowly took off her shirt and moved towards Marco who was fully clothed and sitting on the bed. She reached out for his shirt and took them off revealing his masculine perfection which was one to die for.

She slowly moved her hands round his body, from his chest down to his stomach as she tried so hard to impress him. She brought her lips close to his and kissed him. Marco was confused about himself, why didn't he feel anything? he wondered. He didn't feel the urge to continue or the urge to have her in bed, what he felt was disgust! she reached out for his pants and removed the buttons, she was already enveloped in the heat and wanted to have his shaft right inside of her. She didn't care if he felt the same way or not, she just needed to satisfy her sexual desire.

"Stop!" his mean voice echoed and it made her stop abruptly. She looked at him with confused eyes, she didn't know where she had gone wrong. "Put on your clothes, I'll send you the money" he said taking his phone and he sent her the money.

"but... we didn't get to do anything. Did I do something wrong?" she dared to ask and Marco looked up at her in anger. Looking at her alone made him feel disgusted. "Leave my room" he yelled and she quickly put on her clothes and walked away as fast as she could. Marco just laid in bed, wondering what was wrong, she didn't do any wrong, the problem had to be from him.