Mr. President's Rebirth Bride

Episode 2-Forced Marriage

/Allen’s POV/

I can’t believe Mike would fool me. I mean ever since I was little, I’ve been friends with Mike and Xavier, we’ve been close since we were kids, started kindergarten together, and attended the same high school but we split during college, Xavier and I further at Harvard while Mike went to Oxford, but we were still pretty close, we’ve been friends for ages so I don’t get why he will agree to drug me.

After the girls left for the hotel for the bachelorette party organized by Eleanor, I and the guys which were my circle of friends, decided to stay back at my home to have our fun because I insisted on not having any slumber party outdoors, so we crashed at my place but Mike led me up to my room in the middle of the mini get-together telling me he had a surprise in stall for me, he grabbed a bottle of champagne resting in the ice bucket sitting on the table situated in the center of my bedroom cushions.

He poured me a glass and toasted to my marriage which made me frown at first, I mean I hate the idea of getting married to Eleanor, the girl has been on my neck since high school she was a hard thorn to pull, hate is an understatement for what I feel for her, she’s a rude, spoilt b***h that would do anything to get what she wants, I thought I wasn’t among the ‘things’ she thought she could get but I was wrong, with her father ruling the business empire, she can get…anything she wants, her dad was way influential than so I am, he was able to make me marry her after blocking off all my financial deals of 60million worth altogether, I don’t mind the money but he could make me go bankrupt if he wanted, this time it was 60million, what about my future projects?

He told me he would make sure I have not even a single client for business deals if I don’t agree to marry Eleanor, I had agreed deceitfully, I wanted to make Eleanor quit on her own, I had done all I could but it failed because Eleanor was too strong-headed, so…I decided I was going to make her regret her choice of marrying me, the first was to leave her on our wedding night but she was rather impatient, drugging me a day before the wedding, maybe I wouldn’t be this hurt if she hadn’t make Mike do it, though I probably won’t fall for it if it was anyone else.

The thought alone was driving me nuts, and after our ordeal last night, I woke up to the shocking and scary realization that I have indeed had s*x with Eleanor Walker, the girl I very much hate most in my life, I was rather glad I didn’t wake up to find her beside me though, I would probably throw up in disgust, I felt really glad when I woke up and the bed was empty but when I stood and headed for the bathroom, I was shocked to see Eleanor sprawled awkwardly floor, what the hell is she up to this time? That was all I could think about, then I tried waking her up but she was fast asleep.

Why the hell would she fall asleep in the middle of the bathroom? I thought to myself staring at her unconscious form on the floor, honestly…Eleanor is a very beautiful person, I mean her mom is a f*****g model, she’s a gorgeous beauty with a disgusting character, she has a rotten personality that contrasts her perfect beauty, her mom even won miss world once but she passed away while giving birth to her, one of the little details I know about her but I wish I don’t know her at all, maybe my life would be more peaceful. I tapped her with my feet trying to wake her but she was still, not moving an inch, my heart raced in my chest for the fear that something might have happened to her, her dad might actually kill me.

“Eleanor, this isn’t funny? Stand up right now” I had kicked her softly but she remained motionless so I immediately crouch next to her to check her heartbeat, and the moment I clarified that she was alive, I heaved out a heavy sigh of relief before tapping her aggressively hoping to wake her up but she didn’t wake up.

“Eleanor!” I shouted her name but she didn’t budge, did she faint by any chance? Ah, this is so troublesome, I had groaned out in dissatisfaction before lifting her into my arms in bridal style. I returned her to the room but met a few of her friends that probably came in to help her get ready for the wedding. I dumped her on the bed and walked out angrily, they’ll probably find a way to wake her up.

I rushed out to the lounge annoyed as f**k, why the hell would she choose the bathroom to faint, what the f**k is wrong with that girl? I’m pissed, really pissed. I thought pacing the room angrily, I can’t place the right finger on why I was so mad but I’m certain it’s because she made me have s*x with her, I recall vaguely what happened between us, I was too weak to engage her so she literally did all the work herself.

Though she always looked like a very wild girl, she’s nothing but a slut wanna be, pretending to be experienced, how irritating.

“Oh, you’re here…what are you doing? Today is your wedding day you are supposed to be getting dressed right now” Xavier nagged as he walked towards me with Mike hiding behind him. They were already dressed, they were my best men after all. Xavier is an actor, one of the most handsome bachelors in the country.

He was the son of the biggest entertainment company in New Orleans, blonde hair, 6’5 feet, he wore his hair long, straight with few strands braided, he would probably be in the first 10 of the most handsome man in the United States, though he had graduated with an architecture degree, he made his millions from acting.

While Mike, my eyes found him…he was still lurking behind Xavier trying to hide his face from him, son of a b***h…was he insane? I wondered every second since the incident with Eleanor.

“Do you have something you need to say to me?” I asked him while he continue using Xavier as a shield.

“Don’t force my hand, I might break your teeth” He jumped out into the open upon threatening him. Xavier and I are way more built than Mike, he has a lean build but he was the same height as us, I was taller than the two of them by 3 inches, and Xavier has the same height as Mike.

“Is there something you wanna say to me?” I gave him a cold look, and he groaned before lashing out angrily.

“Blame me all you want, I know…what I did was wrong, but whose fault was that, if only…if only-” What the hell is he talking about? I wondered shooting him a haughty look.

“She has something on me” My expression went blank on his confession.

“Maybe I should have told you myself, maybe I should have confessed to you but I was scared how you’d react, I’ve hinted to you so many times but…you never seem to get it-

“Oh boy, I think I should get out of here, it’s about to get violent” Xavier chuckled knowingly like he knew exactly what Mike was about to say.

“I’m going out with Jenny” He blurted closing his eyes as if expecting a punch or something.

“Which Jenny, there’s a lot of Jenny among our friends” I quirked a brow while Xavier stifled a laugh before slumping onto the white couch facing the transparent window in the lounge.

“Jenny…Maxwell” He cringed his face while I on the other hand browsed my memories looking for Jenny Maxwell amongst our friends-

“Dude, I’m going out with your sister” He made clear and I froze, I am the only son of my father, but I have two younger siblings, Jenny and Anna, the older one is Anna, who graduated college last year, currently in Britain for her masters and Jenny, is my baby sister who just finishes sitting for her SATs, mom and I decided she should leave for England to further her studies and my best friend right now-

“Are you f*****g my sister?” I didn’t mean for it to come out the crude but it did and it led to them gasping out in surprise.

“Answer me, Mike, did you f**k her?” He needn’t talk the guilty expression on his face answered it all.

“She’s only 19 goddamnit!” I practically yelled at him but he didn’t move.

“Actually her 20th birthday was two months ago” Mike corrected me and my frown deepens.

“Sorry, I’ll keep quiet now” His flustered expression was very amusing for some reason.

“End it, that’s all I’m gonna say…if I catch you sneaking around with my sister, you do know what I’m capable of” I wore my stone look as I gave him my final warning before leaving the lounge by the time I returned to my room, Eleanor and her girls had left, thankfully…then my door opened up to see few mansion maids pushing in my suit for the wedding, I guess this is happening after all. The other time when Eleanor suggested canceling the wedding, I wanted to grab the chance, it’s something that might never happen again, for all I know she might be playing one of her tricks again, besides…I still have to punish her for all this mess she’s caused me, and for what she did to Hanna.

A burnt face of Hanna flash through my mind, and I grunted…that b***h, I thought recalling how my first love was destroyed because of her, she wants me, she wants to marry me, Of course, I should give her what she wants.

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