From Bully To Beloved

There are several drawings, starring my dick front and center. It could be worse, I guess. Anything to see the girl of my dreams smile.

The article ends with a quote by Professor Ramstraat: “The artist’s latest work is a bold departure from their previous style. The composition is inventive, with a dynamic interplay of light and shadow that draws the eye and commands attention. Confident and expressive charcoal strokes reveal a newfound mastery of the medium. The art show was a true achievement, a testament to the artist’s dedication to their craft and willingness to take risks, push the boundaries, and create an unrelenting energy that is hard to ignore.”

Fuck, I’m happy.

I couldn’t be prouder of her, and I squeeze her into my arms. “You did it, baby. You fucking did it.”

Sera doesn’t say a word, awestruck.

Just when I lean down to kiss the happy tears from her speechless face, my gaze fall to a name that sounds familiar:

Chad Vondue Arrested

for Embezzling Money from Elderly Wealthy Widow

Sera and I exchange a glance that says, “It’s a good thing Gran knew what she was doing when she set up our real-fake marriage.”

I lean down and kiss her cheeks.

Knock. Knock.

Curious as to who it could be, I answer, only to be surprised by Vance. “Hey, Vance. I wasn’t expecting you today.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to intrude,” he says, his Italian accent as thick as always. “I know it’s a very big day, but there was something I needed to hand deliver to you personally today.”

He holds out a cream-colored envelope, and I take it with a frown. “What’s this?”

“It’s one more thing that was in your grandmother’s will. A clause, so to speak, should a specific set of events take place.”

Well, now I’m intrigued. “Thanks. Do you want to come in?”

Vance gives me a gracious smile. “Perhaps I will, just to see the little lady.”

I step aside to let him in.

After closing the door, I examine the letter in my hands. My name is scrawled across the front in Gran’s neat handwriting. Curious, I slide the letter out of the envelope. When I unfold it, it takes me a second to read the contents.

I instantly burst into laughter.

Sera looks at me from the couch with a smile. “What’s so funny?” she asks, cradling Bianca to her chest while our friends get a good look at her.

I’m laughing too hard to speak.

Instead, I hand her the letter so she can read it for herself.C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

It’s just one line written in the center of the page.

Congratulations on the baby. Hope she’s named after me.