DESPISE MARRIAGE

VISIT TO MY IN-LAW

Blanca's POV

A week later, I was on a ride with my parents to meet with my soon to be in-laws and of course my soon to be husband who is still a mystery to me. I has a nice and scary feeling about this meeting. What if he turns out to be one of my exes who wanted to get back to me for dumping him? What if he is an old acquaintance I had refused to sleep with? Just who is he that he had to accept the proposal to marry me with just a glance?

Driving into the country home, my eyes widened, damn, I am getting married into a rich family. We have already passed the gate but was still driving past a lot of trees and flowers, everywhere was green and wow, captivating. After ten to fifteen minutes drive, we pulled over in front of a mansion with fountains every hundred meters from the first and a lot of statues, the house looked like a fairy-tale palace, surrounded by a lot of greens and flowers, it's beautiful.

I was wowed in my mind, I was already in love with the building, a few house servants came to meet them with smiles. My mother accepted their greetings, beaming in smile. We were led into the house and a tall beautiful woman walked up to them in gracious movement, she looked like the Queen. if I doesn't know better, I will really believe she is.

"Welcome, welcome" she smiled to them and they was something about her that looks so familiar, her crystal blue eyes really remind her of someone, someone I doubt I would ever meet in my life again.

"Thank you" my mother smiled and so did my Father.

The woman looked at me and smiled "this must be Blanca then, she is more beautiful than I expected."

I smiled to the woman, what a flattering tongue, I thought "it's nice to meet you too." I said.

The woman smiled before leading us into the sitting room, where I believed I would get lost if left alone in the house. The house was huge, I mean huge, my eyes widened as I admired the decoration of the sitting room, with a chandelier that has eight to ten steps, shining brightly in the room. There were three huge portraits hanging on the hall. One was of the woman and another of a man with dark blue eyes, a brunette who I believed must be my husband. Wealth was smelling from him.

The last of the portrait was of a young man who should be at least two years older than my age, he has a pitch black hair that was relaxed on his head, shiny and wet like as if he had just stepped out of the shower, his crystal blue eyes seems to burning into mine as if the portrait was alive and he was looking at me. He had a chiseled jaw and his nose was perfectly pointed, there was a thin, sexy pink line on where his lips should have been. He looked so familiar and when it finally dawned on me, I gasped, after all, one never forgets their first love.

I found myself staring intently at the portrait, could it really be him or has I wished on seeing him again so much that I thinks this person is him? I stared at the man in the portrait next to his and remembers she sees that face a lot, especially in the news, he look so much like Kale Sylvester, I looked at the woman in portrait, if he is Kale Sylvester, then she is Maple Sylvester and that will make him, I looked at the young man portrait before her, Kale Sylvester.

I had a sharp intake of breath and looked around her, does this mean I am in the household of the Sylvester's? The multi billionaire family? I thought about it, of course, only the Sylvester's can get me the Brandon’s contract. I turned to face the woman who is chatting so freely with my parents, am I getting married to Kale? My felt her heart beat increasing, I found myself dying to meet this fiancé of mine, can he really be the one? But, it was known then in school that he is gay, that was also the reason I never went after him.

"Kale will be here any moment now, he is just going through some papers in his study" the woman said I has realized as Maple told my parents. My heart was increasingly beating, I really want to ask about him, I wants to be sure he is the one. It will be heartbreaking to have my hope rise for nothing.

"That's okay, we can wait" my mother was saying "what about Kale?"

"Oh he will be here soon, don't worry. I'm pretty sure he is looking forward to seeing his fiancée"Said Maple. Maple looked at me with a smile "now I see why he chose her at first glance, she is a beauty."

"Oh please, don't flatter us" My mother said but with a proud smile evident on her face as she looked at me.

Kale, she said Kale, my mind kept repeating, can it be a different Kale? Am i mistaken? I can't believe how they were so busy chatting casually when I was about to have a breakdown. Why didn't my parents tell me so that I could mentally prepare myself? I had already concluded within myself that I will never meet him again in this life time of mine and here i was, about to marry him?

My legs went weak and I sat on the available sofa closest to me, I needs to get my emotion under control, I always deny it but I knows he was the reason I hadn't settle with anybody because I always expect to see his qualities in them and when they don't have it, I get angry and breaks up with them. I wants him, badly but there is always something chasing me away, the fact that he is gay.

The last time I saw him was two years ago when I had traveled to Canada for a meeting. I had seen him as usual in the circle of his male friends or business partners? I can't tell. I had went to the restaurant in my hotel to have a drink and had seen him, I had been shocked out of my wits, he was the last person I had expected to see and as usual, he didn't even notice me and i had stayed in the restaurant stealing glances at him. He had stayed there for nearly three hours, but not once did he glance at my table.

A man greeting my father brought me back from my thoughts, I looked up to see the exact same man she had seen in the portrait, nothing was out of place "welcome" he said. Dad shook hands with him and he turned to look at me "you must Blanca."

I nodded before smiling "yes, nice meeting you."

The man smiled "you are welcome to my home, I hope you will enjoy us as we hope to enjoy you."

What an easy going man, I thought, despite his wealth "I hope so too."

Sylvester smiled before sitting beside his wife and started a discussion with my parents which I was oblivious too, I can't get my mind to stop thinking about my fiancé or the man i believe is my fiancé.

After a good hour of chatting with the Sylvester's, a tall man stepped into the sitting room, he was wearing a dark blue suit that match with his eyes, a white shirt with two or three buttons open. His hair was plastered on his head and shiny. His chest was broad and he walked elegantly to his parents. I couldn't get my eyes off him, he was just as he was, two years ago, cool and handsome.

He greeted my parents with a nod and only glanced at me briefly, it was just as if he didn't see me there. I swallowed and waited for the introduction which I knows will be coming soon.

"Kale, it's been a long time" my Dad said and kale only slightly raised the corner of his lips in a faint smile as a response.

"Son, I believe you know who there are, this is javor Harlan and his wife, seren Harlan, we have shared a lot of business contracts with them" his mum introduced before looking at me"over here is their daughter, Blanca Harlan, your fiancée."

At that, he looked at me and his crystal blue eyes burned into mine, for the first time for as long as I can remember, he looked at I for as long as fifteen seconds. He only nodded later and looked away from me. I let out a low sigh, step by step, I told myself, after all, he chose me himself.

I wanted to ask about him, his life, why he chose to marry me and if he still prefer men to women. I just really want to hear him talk and had to force myself to eat, telling myself maybe he will single me out after the dinner, after all, we are about to wed, we need to talk to each other right? Get to know each other, even if we had known each other for thirteen years now, from middle school to high school, we were ?hardly friends.

I could remember then in school, the only words i can say to him were 'hi, hello and goodbye" which he always, always respond with a nod. He hardly speak in class or anywhere in school, so his attitude tonight is not much of a surprise. Back then in school, one can only see him talking to his male friends, never for once had he been seen speaking to a girl and then one day, a junior student saw him in the bathroom with another male junior who had his pants down, that was how it was concluded that he was gay and not for once did he step out to deny it.

After dinner, the family settled to talk about the wedding, they want them married as soon as possible. I stared at him, wanting to know if he will object to anything or choose to add any, but he just sat there as a statue, not saying a single thing. I tried to catch his eyes a few times in order to single him out but after looking at me when his mother introduced me, he has not glanced my way again, and for a brief moment, I wondered if she was doing the right thing, but nothing, nothing will make me happy as me being his wife.

His phone rang and he excused himself to answer it outside, the discussion continued without him and after some minutes, a servant walked in to announce that he was gone. Just like that? I thought, I looked at his parents but they only nodded at the maid and continued with what they were saying, they didn't seem surprise at his attitude and I guessed this might not be the first time and then again, that tiny voice asked me again, if I was doing the right thing, I sighed and asked myself, am I?