BETROTHED TO A MISANDRIST - CHAPTER 6&7
°°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.
“Fck this discussion. Fck you, fck everyone… I’m never getting married. So you all fck 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 bÃtch!” 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 dÃe today, you won’t dÃe again.” Miguel said before chasing after him.
“That’s if you can catch me.” David said running as well.
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< 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.
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≈ MIGUEL’S PENTHOUSE ≈
“Yeah…”
“That spot… Shift my womb.”
“Ouch… f_ck.”
“Oh… Miguel…”
The bÃtch he was banging on Mõ@?ed 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 bÃtch… 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@?ed
“Miguel!!”
He finally reached the climax and he pulled out, before Comming on her stomach.
He smirked, the girl cmmed 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 bÃtch 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.
Fernando’s radiant is the their rival, they were competing to be at the top but unfortunately, Gonzà lez’s keeps beating them.
“So when do you suggest we meet with them.” Miguel asked, boringly.
“Tomorrow in ernest.” He replied.
“Okay… I’ve got an unfinished business.” He smirked before standing up.
“Badass player… Well congratulations on your upcoming wedding.” He grinned.
“Shut the f_ck up!” He yelled throwing a pillow.
“Duhh.” He giggled as Miguel left and he stood up as well, walking to cellar, to take a wine.
He poured into his glass and was about drinking when the Mõ@?ing sounds of the f-__-ker in there filled the house.
“You should get your room soundproofed!!” Gael yelled but he didn’t reply.
Their Mõ@? only increased.
“Darn it.” He scoffed, walking out of the house.
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≈ YOLANDA’S MANSION ≈
She walked into the house with her employees greeting, as she passed them. With her head up, shoulders high she walked passed them without replying their greeting.
Camila followed behind. Apart from being her PA, she was also her driver and she lived with her. They parted ways as Yolanda went to her room and Camila to hers.
Yolanda sighed as she got into her room. She dropped her bag on the bed and sat on the bed before pulling off her heels.
She stripped herself naked before walking into the bathroom. She stood under the shower and turned the faucet and the cold water poured on her.
She slowly sat on the floor as she drenched completely on the running water. Her mind went to her past… The past she so hard wanna forget…
The terrible past which she doesn’t wish to remember but it was like a leech which won’t leave her.
For once, her faced had an expression, that of sadness, regret and hurt.
She was crying, but due to the water streaming down her face, one won’t notice it.
She sat on the floor for more than hour, crying softly oblivious of time. The knocking of the door brought her back from the pain she was wallowing in.
She stood up and turned off the faucet, taking her towel from the hanger, she tied it around her chest.
She took another, using it to wrap her soaked hair before coming out.
“Speak.” She said coldly immediately she came out of the bathroom.
“Ma’am your dinner is ready.” A feminine voice came in.
“Leave.” She said after a short silence.
“Okay ma’am.” The girl said before leaving.
Yolanda walked to her closet, picking a beautiful pink night gown… She slid on it before walking to her dresser.
She picked up her blowdryer, after plugging it on, she began blow drying her hair.
She checked the time when she was done… It was very late… 11:23pm precisely.
She sighed, she already lost her appetite to eat. She looked at her bed, she is even scared of it.
She felt tired, she wanted to sleep but it is pointless, she won’t be able to get a peaceful sleep.
She sighed sadly, climbing the bed. She has always gone to the bed every day, hoping that, that night will be different… Free of nightmares but it never happened and today…
Climbing on the bed, she wished to sleep peacefully like every other human.
“Please stop torturing me, please… I beg of you… You’re gone and you’re never coming back so just let me sleep peacefully please.” She mumbled sadly.
She opened the drawer beside her and she brought out her old diary… She didn’t dispose it despite everything…
She opened it, reading it page after page, before she drifted to sleep.
It wasn’t even up to an hour when she doze off when she started having the nightmare… Again…
“Please… Spare me…”
“Don’t… do this… ”
“Don’t kîll me… I’m sorry.”
Came her incoherent words before she sprang up from her bed, panting heavily.
She took the jug of water on the drawer beside her, she gulped in enough water directly from the jug… She didn’t bother looking for a glass.
She finished the entire water in the jug, her heavy breath reduced.
She sighed tiredly as she came down from the bed, putting the diary back in where she took it from.
She wore her flip flops, before leaving the room. The whole house was quiet… They were obviously at sleep and here she was, walking in the eleventh hour of the day.
She got to the cellar and took her favorite wine with a glass before walking out of the house.
Camila who was coming out of the kitchen where she had gone to drink water as the jug in her room was empty saw her.
“What is ma’am doing outside, this late??” She asked herself before following her behind.
Yolanda walked to the poolside which had light illuminating around. She sat by the side, dipping her legs into the pool as she stared into space.
She sipped from the glass, which she had already turned in wine.
Camila wanted to go back, afraid of her boss’s wrath but for some reason, she couldn’t… She felt like she should be there for her.
She found her feet moving on their accordance to where she sat.
“Ma’am.” She called softly and Yolanda turned to look at her before looking back into space.
She gasped immediately she saw tears on her face.
‘Really, are those tears… Is her boss really crying.’ She thought, curious lines could now be traced on her face.
She was really curious as to why her boss is crying. She had never seen her cried… Her boss has always been strong and emotionless so what happened?
Without being told to sit, she sat beside her.
“I didn’t ask you to sit.” Her cold voice said but Camila ignored her.
“You can talk to me if you feel like sharing your problems… I’ll always try my possible best to help you.” She assured and Yolanda scoffed.
“I didn’t ask for your concern… You can leave.” Yolanda said huskily.
“I won’t… I feel that you need a shoulder to cry on.” Camila said.
Yolanda scoffed again. “Suit yourself.” She sneered before walking away and Camila sighed.
She has always knew that their was something more to her coldness. She wished she could just open up to her.
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≈ SOMEWHERE IN MEXICO ★ UNKNOWN ≈
She was about going to sleep, today’s work was kinda hectic. She really needed to sleep.
Just when she laid on the bed, her phone began ringing. She scoffed picking the phone.
She rolled her eyes seeing the caller. She had called him several times and he didn’t pick so why was he now calling.
She thought before swiping green. Immediately his voice came in, he called her the name he normally calls her.
Bella!
“Bella what is it?? I say your numerous calls which I missed… Hope everything is going smoothly over there??” The deep manly voice asked.
“When are we ending her??” She asked instead.
“Not yet why did you ask??” The man asked.
“What are you waiting for?? I’m tired of seeing her face after everything she did to me, I h@?? her so much and to think that she’s using me as a mere servant is so suffocating, we need to act fast… You know she doesn’t take time in firing her employees and my chance of staying here is little… We better act fast, I can’t wait to have my revenge and so I’m sure you are.” Bella said, seething anger.
“You’re right… But I think she should enjoy alot bit before we strike, you also still need to get her to trust you.” The man said.
“Trust my foot… We don’t even get along, talk more of trust… We better end this soon… I’m revenge thirsty… I wanna avenge his death dummy… I wanna make her go through the same pain she made go through first, I wanna teach her a heartfelt lesson so she never crosses path with me, not in this life, neither the next.” She gnashed her teeth, obviously angrily.
“Okay, we’ll do as you have said.” The man said.
“I also can’t wait to have my revenge… So…”
“Better… I’m feeling sleepy right now, we’ll talk later.” She said before hanging up.
She smiled devilishly. “Dear Yolanda Adams, my sweetie… Tsk… It’s just so painful that you won’t know what hit you… An eye for an eye, that’s what I call justice… I’m back to take my revenge… And you can’t and won’t be able to escape my wrath.” She smirked evilly, staring into space.
TBC…