His Father's Son

Forbidden Love

In the study, Harrison Blackwood turned to Ethan, his eyes blazing with anger. "I've been hearing rumors about you and that...that artist," he spat. "Emily Wilson, or whatever her name is. I don't want you anywhere near her, Ethan. She's not suitable for a Blackwood."

Ethan felt a surge of defiance. "What's wrong with Emily?" he asked, his voice firm.

Harrison sneered. "She's a nobody, Ethan. She has no family, no connections. She's not worthy of our name."

Ethan felt his anger rising. "You don't even know her, Dad. She's talented, and smart, and beautiful. And I like her."

Harrison's face turned red with rage. "You'll do what I tell you to do, Ethan. You'll marry someone suitable, someone who can help the family business. Not some...some...free spirit who can't even take care of herself."

Ethan knew that he had to make a choice. He could follow his heart and risk losing everything, or he could conform to his family's expectations and live a life of quiet desperation.

As he looked at his father, Ethan knew what he had to do. He couldn't give up on Emily, not now. He would find a way to make it work, no matter what.

"I understand your concerns, Dad," Ethan said, trying to sound calm. "But I need to make my own decisions. And right now, that includes seeing Emily."

Harrison's face turned cold, his eyes glinting with anger. "Fine," he spat. "But don't come crying to me when it all falls apart."

Ethan felt a sense of relief wash over him. He knew that he had made the right decision, even if it meant going against his family's wishes. He would follow his heart, no matter the cost.

As he left the study, Ethan felt a sense of hope that he hadn't felt in a long time. He knew that he had a long road ahead of him, but with Emily by his side, he felt like he could conquer anything.