A Blind Marriage On Paper

Chapter 9

Griffin is at his and Ingo’s favorite pub to pick up a woman. He never thought the day Ingo said I do to a woman with whom he had no relations would make him change. Griffin drinks a few glasses of whiskey but can’t get his friend out of his mind. Then he sees Doug walking through the door and waves for him to join him. “This is my chance to swindle some information about Jurnee out of the bastard,” he’s thinking.

“What’s up, man?” Doug sits beside him, but he’s looking at the door.

Griffin decides he will talk about the upcoming event that's coming up in a couple of days. Then he would hit Doug with the Jurnee question. After both men say they are attending, Doug even mentions that he’s bringing Sloane, his wife. He asks Griffin if he is bringing a date since Ingo is now married. It threw Doug off when Griffin said no, that he and Ingo would attend it together as always. He found that quite strange since Chamblee is one of the speakers, and he’s sure that since Jurnee is married to Ingo, they would attend it together to support her father.

Griffin continues to talk about the event. Then he asks Doug what his opinion of Jurnee is.

“She is a very intelligent young lady. But I’m sure you already know that since she’s married to your best friend," Doug looks at the door and sees his beautiful wife walking in. He excuses himself.

“f**k this. I have to see how this woman looks.” He takes his phone out to Google her. It has her information, but no picture. “Damn it. Yep, Ingo was right. She has to be ugly as hell.” He orders another drink.

Doug glances at Griffin, thinking. Why was he asking me about Jurnee? Maybe it’s because she’s taking his pick-up partner away from him.”

*****

The next day, Ingo is in his office discussing the upcoming dinner with Faun. He notices that she's looking at him weirdly when he says for her to order some flowers to be delivered to Beverly Dodson since he’s taken her to dinner. “Don’t give me that look. You were here and know that my marriage is business only.”

Faun holds her hands up in the air. “I know, but do you think it would look right for you to be on a date when your father and Mr. DePaiva are spreading the news about your and Mrs. Vaughan’s marriage?"

"Mrs. Vaughan. Don’t ever call that woman Mrs. Vaughan. Her name is Jurnee DePaiva. You get that?” He points at her.

“Yeah, I got it. I’ll have the flowers delivered. Don’t let me tell you I told you so.” She walks out of the office and thinks, “Fool.”

Ingo turns his chair around to look out the window. “Mrs. Vaughan, my ass. I’ll never refer to her as Mrs. Vaughan. How would she know what the hell I do anyway? It's not as if I know what she’s doing or how many men she’s f*****g?” He turns around and looks at the door when he hears two taps. He knows that it’s Griffin. “Come in.”

“Guillaume and his assistant will be here next week to see what we have come up with so far. His ass is impatient, as always. We need to hit this account out of the ballpark from the start.” Griffin sits down.

“His ass was like that when we were growing up,” Ingo picks up his phone to call Brynn to bring him what they have come up with so far.

While waiting for her, Griffin tells him about last night and his brief conversation with Doug. He doesn’t tell Ingo about him googling Jurnee. He started telling him about the woman he had taken home. Once they arrive at his house, she starts talking about not being that type of woman and leaves.

Ingo is laughing when Brynn walks into his office, cutting her eyes at him. "This is all we have so far. We're meeting tomorrow to put the rest together. But I'm sure Mr. Guillaume will be happy with the outcome." She put a folder on his desk.

“Thank you, that will be all. This evening, make sure you have everything together for our meeting. I want to be out of here early tonight. I have plans.” Ingo picks the folder up but doesn't look at her.

Griffin glances at her and chuckles.

Brynn is staring at Ingo and breathing hard.

Ingo is reading a page from the folder. “I said that would be all.”

Brynn walks out of his office and down the hall. “I have plans also. Your ass isn’t going anywhere tonight.”

*****

Jurnee wasn’t in the mood to work today. She was shopping for a gift for her father’s birthday. She wants to make sure to have it mailed for his next birthday. Jurnee had planned on surprising him by coming home for it. But now that she’s married, she doesn't want to take any chances of running into her husband. Meeting Ingo is the last thing she wants to do right now.

Cisley is looking at a dress that is on a mannequin in the window and talking to Jurnee. After she doesn’t get a reply, she turns around to look for Jurnee. She shook her and laughed when she saw Jurnee playing with a baby in a stroller. She stops laughing when she remembers that Jurnee and Salman planned to have a large family. “That damn Sazin. We should cut off his damn head. Hell, maybe both heads.”

"She's beautiful." Jurnee looks at the mother of the child and takes a deep breath.

Cisley wraps her arm around Jurnee's arm. "You'll still have that one day. Now let's go get your father's present. "

Jurnee laughed. “No, that ship has sailed. Definitely not with my paper husband. Enough about that.” Jurnee looked at a man feeding a little boy a cookie. Her mind went to Salman. She shook her head. “Pull yourself together, Jurnee Lorraine DePaiva, and get used to it. This is your life now."

“Oh, Jurnee. It will get better." Cisley lay her head on Jurnee’s arm.

“I hope so.” Jurnee lay her head against Cisley’s head. “I hope so.”

People are looking at the two young ladies strangely.

****

Raziel is still thinking about what his wife told him about Jurnee. So, he made a few calls to confirm the information. Everyone in his and his wife's circle seemed to know about Jurnee and Prince Salman's relationship. When he called Barry Denison, he got the full 411. It seems that Barry's wife, Parvine, is from Saudi Arabia. Barry puts the phone on speaker, and Parvine tells him the beginning to the end of Jurnee and Salman's fairytale story.

“Damn, that's so f*****g screwed up." He mumbles when he hangs the phone up. “As much as I feel bad for the young lady. It’s still good for my company for her to have married my son. Too damn bad they will never have a real marriage.”

His wife walks into the room, and he tells her what he found out. Now she’s feeling sorry for Jurnee. “Maybe that evil man will die, and those two young lovers will end up together after all.” She wipes the tears off her cheek.

“No, that’s not what we want to happen. We need her and her company. From what I have heard, being married has gotten our son to calm down some. Raziel is reading a text. "Dear, don't forget about the dinner. I had forgotten about it. It's a good thing that Faun still reminds me of these things."

Coleen is still thinking about Jurnee and the pain that she must be going through. Then marry a man that she doesn't know. She wishes to meet this remarkable woman. Her phone rings, and she sees that it’s Faun. Coleen excuses herself, thinking that she’s calling about Brynn. She's surprised and doesn’t like that Ingo is escorting another woman to a public function. She knew that her husband wasn’t going to be happy about it either. Coleen is about to walk back into Raziel's office. “Oh God, Chamblee will be there. What is he going to say about this? Ingo, when will you learn? The more I talk to you about your promiscuous ways, the worse you become."

****

Later that evening, everyone had already left for the day. Faun is at her desk, and she has an errand that has to be taken care of today. But she is reluctant about leaving Ingo alone with Brynn. They have been in his office for an hour working. But she has to leave before the gourmet shop closes. “Well, he’s a grown man and can take care of himself,” She mumbles, looking at his door as the elevator door closes.

Brynn is pouring herself and Ingo a drink. She slides a small piece of foil out of her pocket and pours the powder into one of the glasses. Brynn stirs the powder, then she smiles and walks over to him. "Nothing like a little drink to pick us up."

Ingo is reading a report that Brynn finished right before she came to meet with him. He is suggesting some changes. She hands him one of the glasses. Ingo drinks half of the whiskey and points at a few sentences on the paper. He takes his jacket off, and his attention goes back to the report.

Brynn is pretending to be interested and picks up his glass and gives it to him. Ingo takes a few more sips before he sets it on the desk. "That's all for tonight," He mumbles before he passes out.

She rolls his chair over to the sofa and pulls him onto the sofa. “Mr. Ingo Vaughan, you belong to me now.” She’s unbuttoning his shirt and taking his shoes off. He starts stirring around when she tries to slide his pants and boxers off. Brynn freezes until he stops moving around. Brynn didn't waste any time sliding them off. Brynn is looking at his manhood, smiling while taking her dress off.

Early the next morning, Ingo wakes up with his arm wrapped around Brynn. He thought that he was having a nightmare until she kissed his chest. He looked down at himself and saw that his naked. "s**t, what the hell. Brynn, Brynn," he's shaking her.

She snuggles closer to him and mumbles. "You want some more?"

"Oh, hell no." He unwraps his arm from around her and jumps up. Ingo rubs his hair back. "This s**t can't be happening. Brynn, you need to leave now."

She looked up at him in a seductive way. "Do I have to leave?"

"Hell, yes, you have to leave right now." He pointed to the door.

Brynn slowly picked up her dress and panties. "Are you serious? Do you really want me to leave?" She winks at him.

“Brynn, do not test me right now. Yes, I meant it. Now leave." He walks into his private bathroom. “Damn it, I can’t believe I f**k that woman again,” Ingo yells and steps into the shower, still cussing.

She walks into her office humming because her plan is in the works. Brynn looks at the pictures she took of herself and Ingo last night. “Oh, yeah, this is perfect.” Brynn is posting some of the pictures on her social media pages. Brynn is still laughing while making a call. “Make sure this one goes on the front page. It’s about two months old. But it will work.” She hung up and looked at the picture she had taken of her with her head on his chest. "Had to never lie to me about getting married. Plan two is coming soon. Mr. Ingo Vaughan, you will marry me."