?BETROTHED
TO A
MISANDRIST ??
(When fire meets ice…?)
By: Diamond Zayne ✍️
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CHAPTER 6&7
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°°NIGHTMARE°°
≈ GONZÀLEZ’S MANSION ≈
“What?!!!” Miguel shouted, standing abruptly.
“What the heck are you saying dad?? Betrothed?? Getting married?? Really??” He questioned with wide eyes.
“Yes Miguel, you’re getting married, in a matter of days.” Martinéz said.
“Play dad… This is a play dad, you ain’t serious… There’s no way I’m getting married, I ain’t getting married, period.” He say vehemently.
“That’s not for you to decide.” His dad said.
“You can’t force me against my will… I’m an adult for heaven’s sake.” He whined.
“Exactly Miguel… The more reason you should settle down.” His mom said.
“Really mom… I thought I was your baby… Are you tired of me already.” He whined.
“Baby?? Old man like you… A baby. Stop fooling yourself already.” David said coming down the stairs.
“I’ve told you countless times to always stay clear of my business… Must you always interrupt me over and over and over again.” He warned.
“I wish to but you just keep spouting nonsense… Tsk… Senseless playboy.” David muttered.
“What did you say?” Miguel asked, his eyes grew red in anger but David cared less.
“Are you deaf as well?? Or are you pretending to be.” He asked as he sat beside his mom, crossing his short legs which didn’t reach the floor.
“How dare you??” He made to slap him but his mom shielded him.
“Miguel!”
“Didn’t you hear him mom… He called me senseless, deaf, nonsense… I should really teach this kiddo a lesson.” He said and made to slap again but his mom slapped his hands instead, not hurtful tho… A playful slap… If it is to be classified.
“Mom.” He whined, staring at David who was making funny faces at him… He stuck at his tongue, giggling.
Miguel felt like strangling him, last born are pest and he could attest to that… Just when he thought that he would be free from last born’s trouble, his mom decided to birth this cunning little devil, this pest, fifteen years after… So frustrating.
“I’ll kîll you someday… Trust me.” He said.
“You’ve thr_@ten me so much that I’m no longer scared of your thr_@t.” He smirked.
“So we were saying Miguel.” Martinéz interrupted.
“Seriously dad, you let this pest taunt me without saying anything, seriously…” He retorted.
“Oh please Miguel… We both know that you were using that to cut short this conversation.” Martinéz replied.
“f_ck this discussion. f_ck you, f_ck everyone… I’m never getting married. So you all f_ck off!” He yelled.
“Tsk… Playboy and fork… Thank God I got one with me.” David said before walking up to him.
He held Miguel’s trouser. ” What are you doing little devil??” He asked.
“Shush playboy… I’m giving you your constant demand.” David said, placing a fork in his pant pocket.
“Seriously!” He whined and his parents couldn’t help but laugh.
Who sent this kid to him?? He thought as he felt like crying… This kid is driving him crazy.
“Here you go…” David giggled, staring at fork, which eating spot is in view.
“David!!! f_ck…”
“You!!” He completed, pointing at his pocket then he began giggling.
“Ahhh!!!” He screamed already going mad as he threw the fork at him which he quickly dodge.
He started leaving the house.
“You better come back here and discuss your marriage arrangements rather than going to f_ck a bítch!” David yelled and everyone gasped.
So he knew the f_ck he had been saying all this while.
“What did you say??… So you’ve been pretending all this while.” Miguel asked with widened eyes.
“Maybe.” He shrugged.
“Never you mistook the dumbness of a child as silliness.” He smirked.
“If you don’t díe today, you won’t díe again.” Miguel said before chasing after him.
“That’s if you can catch me.” David said running as well.
°°°
< BACK IN THE ADAMS’S MANSION>
A minute…
Two…
Three…
Four…
And five past without Yolanda uttering a word.
“Yolanda??” José called in a questioning tone, looking at Yolanda who had a blank expression on.
She isn’t saying a word.
“Yolanda, don’t act like you didn’t hear your dad.” Mrs Adams spoke up.
“Are you done??” She asked after a short silence and her parents exchanged look.
“Yoyo.”
She stood up briskly, her face void of expression.
“Don’t ever call me to discuss irrelevant topics… I’m a very busy type.” She warned sternly.
One could tell how much she was trying to control the anger burning inside of her.
“If you don’t mind, I’ll take my leave.” She informed and started leaving.
“Yolanda!!”
“Baby!!”
“Sweetie!”
She didn’t turn back despite her parents call till she left the mansion completely.
“To the mansion.” She ordered, getting into her car.
“Okay ma’am.” Camila nodded, closing the car door for her.
She hurriedly rushed to the driver’s seat and got in.
She tighten her seatbelt and ignited the engine, in no time, they were out of the compound.
°°°
≈ MIGUEL’S PENTHOUSE ≈
“Yeah…”
“That spot… Shift my womb.”
“Ouch… f_ck.”
“Oh… Miguel…”
The bítch he was banging on Mõ@ɲed helplessly, she couldn’t contain in the pleasure.
After the drama at home, he left the house and came right to his penthouse to have some fun.
“Yeah bítch… Moan my name.” He told her.
Their hard breath filled the room as well as the clasping of laps.
“Yeah Miguel… I’m about to Com.” She announced.
“Not yet… You can’t Com just yet.” He told her and she shook her head helplessly as he drove madly on her.
“Miguel!” She was trying so hard not to Com and it was becoming a torture to her.
“Few seconds baby…” He said, he was yet to reach the climax.
“Miguel!!” Gael’s voice from outside interrupted the intense pleasure he was deriving.
“f_ck you Gael! Get the hell outta here.” He yelled.
“Get the hell outta there dummy, we have an important business to discuss about!” Gael yelled back.
“f_ck off!!”
“Oh… Miguel.” The lady Mõ@ɲed
“Miguel!!”
He finally reached the climax and he pulled out, before Comming on her stomach.
He smirked, the girl Commed as well, he smiled as he buried his face on her neatly shaved p*$$y, licking all her Com, not missing out any.
“Miguel!!”
“d@mn you jerk!!” He yelled as he left the girl. He began putting on his trouser.
“Are you going already?” The girl asked.
“Missing me already?” He smirked and she nodded, smiling naughtily.
“I’ll be right back.” He said before leaving the room.
“God will save you if what you’re about saying is meaningless.” He said to him Gael, who was standing at the door.
Gael gulped, “God will really save me.” He muttered as they began walking to the living room.
“Did you say something?” Miguel asked and he shook his head, negatively.
“Nah…” He replied.
“Now go straight to why you made me leave a very important business unfinished.” He told him.
“You call f_cking a bítch an important business.” Gael said and he nodded.
“Of course, now will you tell me why you called.”
“Well I didn’t call you for any reason.” He told him and Miguel stopped on his track, glaring daggers at him.
If look could kîll, no doubt that Gael will be waiting for his judgement time right now.
“You gat to be joking.” He said.
“Unfortunately, I’m very serious.” and Miguel glared at him.
“Okay… I’ll speak, stop glaring daggers already. I wanted to discuss something with you… Let’s sit on a sofa and talk this out.” He suggested and they both walked to the living room.
They occupied the sofa and Gael began. “So Miguel, FR company is planning on selling their shares and the price at which they intend at selling it, is mouth watering… I think we shouldn’t waste time to purchase it.” He told.
“Business stuff… For crying out loud, this is night Gael, let’s just talk this some other time, dad already frustrated me so don’t start.” He said.
“In as much as I don’t wanna bother you, I can’t help it. That’s my job as your PA, I know this is not supposed to be the right time to discuss but we ought to… The earlier we purchase this share, the betterment of our company… We should waste no time, remember, Fernando’s radiant also has eye on this share, we should beat them to it.” He told him in the calmest and understanding way ever.