The Burning Desire

The Burning Desire

Duci Emmy

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Kiera is a beautiful lady from a humble family. Her mother almost married a man called Peters who has a son called Philips, but both died in a fatal road accident before their wedding day leaving behind their children under the care of Aunt Sarah, sir Peters younger sister. Kelvin, Lord Donald's son has dreamt of being in the military from childhood, but his father wants him to take over their family business and also marry Vera, their business partner's daughter. Kelvin got to meet Kiera in one of his father's mansion when she followed Aunty serah to clean the mansion and he took a liking to her.

Chapter 1 Growing up

found myself standing by the window in my father's office, an office in our big mansion the sunlight streaming in and bathing the room giving it a warm atmosphere. Looking out of the window of my father's mansion, I couldn't help but feel trapped, I feel like I'm living a life of another. Even with the beautiful nature of the mansion, I couldn't help but feel disconnected. I have tried many times to get use to this type of lifestyle which I never signed up for, but it wasn't just working.

I have tried several approach such as fake it til you become it but it wasn't for my own type of kelvin. Growing up as the son of Lord Donald, a prominent figure in the world of business, I had always felt the weight of expectations pressing down on me.

My father had groomed me from a young age to take over the family company, to carry on the legacy that he had worked so hard to build. But try as I might, I couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't where I was meant to be. From as far back as I could remember, I had been drawn to tales of adventure and heroism, dreaming of a life beyond the confines of the corporate world.

The only thing I enjoyed while staying in this empty mansion was just watching war movies which often comes in series thereby increasing my hunger to be in the military. The military had always held a special place for me, promising excitement and purpose in a way that the world of business never could. Yet, every time I dared to voice my desires, my father's disapproval would quickly quash any hope I had of pursuing my own path.

"You will take over the family business, Kelvin," he would say, his voice stern and unwavering ring. "It is your duty, it's your birth right, it was made so the first day you became my son"

With that in place, I had reluctantly fallen into their line, burying my dreams beneath a mountain of obligations and responsibilities. I threw myself into the world of business, studying diligently at my father's side and learning everything I could about the company. But despite my best efforts, there was always a part of me that yearned for something more.

As I stood by the window, looking out at the city below, I couldn't help but wonder what lay beyond the business envons. what adventures awaited me if only I had the courage to chase after them. Lost in thought, I was startled when the door to my father's office swung open, and Vera Adams walked into the room.

Vera was the daughter of Adams, one of my father's longtime business partners, and it was no secret that my father harbored hopes of uniting our families through marriage thereby increasing our business bond.

"Good afternoon, Kelvin," Vera said with a smile, her voice smooth but a distraction at the moment". I hope I'm not interrupting anything important."

I forced a polite smile onto my lips, though inwardly I frowned at her presence. Vera had been pursuing me relentlessly for months now, her advances growing more aggressive with each passing day. Despite my father's insistence that I court her, I had thus far managed to avoid any serious commitment. I am not the kind of guy that will like to play with women because as for me, they are special creatures.

"Not at all, Vera," I replied, gesturing for her to take a seat. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"

Vera settled herself into one of the armchairs, crossing her legs with practiced elegance.

"I was hoping we could discuss our upcoming engagement party," she said smoothly.

"My father is eager to finalize the details, and I thought it would be best to get your input."

My stomach churned at the mention of our impending engagement. I knew that my father was eager to see me settled down and married, but the thought of spending the rest of my life tied to Vera filled me with a sense of suffocation.

"I'm afraid I haven't had much time to think about the party," I said, my voice carefully neutral. "Perhaps we could discuss it at a later date?"

Vera's smile faded for a second, but she quickly recovered, her expression smoothing into fake and polite smile.

"Of course, Kelvin," she said, though there was a hint of anger in her words. "I understand that you're a busy man. We can discuss it another time."

As Vera rose to leave, I couldn't help but feel reliefed, I knew that I couldn't avoid my father's wishes forever, but for now, I would enjoy my small victory of postponing the inevitable. As she left the office, I was more than grateful that I have my peace even though it's temporary. I was left to myself again to continue thinking about myself and future plans. One of the things I dreaded most in life marrying someone that I don't love, trapped in a loveless marriage. But maintaining my family's legacy and creating mine was the greatest decision to be made in my life. I know that all I want at the moment is to organize my own life and create my own legacy but I lack the greatest tool which is courage.

But I look forward to a day that I will be able to grow pass my parent's control and live my best life. I look forward to the day I will start creating my own legacy, not living someone else's life. I look forward to the day I will marry the woman that completes me in all round, and cling to her and only her alone lost in the love that only her could provide and enjoying her soft touches on every sensitive part of me, eliciting a forever deal with her, an unquenchable romantic moments.

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