The Playboy Attorney and His Arranged Wife

CHAPTER 4 - Taking In The Challenge

I

Atty. Garette stridden in wide steps until he was in front of the woman whose eyes were rolling at the sky in disbelief. She finds this arrogant man insane. He saw her, had just gotten engaged and here he was again, who seemed to try to pester her again. She could still not forget what he did to her last night. She looked at him with fiery eyes, lips sealed and arms crossed in her chest.

But the man was never bothered by how the way she looked at him. He advanced his step more toward her until he was just one step away in front of her.

"Why did you want to marry my father?" Atty. Garette grabbed the woman's chin and looked at her with his piercing fiery eyes. He could not fathom until now, why a young and beautiful woman like her would want to marry his father, who aside from being old, he is also tied already in his wheelchair, because of his recent high blood attack that made a stroke out of his body. If not for money, what else could be her reason?

"So, you are Garette, the only son of Raffy?" Her tone was cold just like her icy eyes. She drastically removed his hands from her chin and looked at him, unyielding.

"Yes, and you, who are you, and where the hell my father found you?" Garette's angst against the woman was evident. His eyes were fierce and if a look could kill, the woman might have been dead, seconds ago. He grabbed her chin again and held it tightly.

The woman made a mocking laugh. "It is none of your business Atty. Garette Le Brione. Whatever my motive is, it is my motive, not yours. Meaning Atty. Garette, I have all the right to keep it to myself," she sneered at him.

"Oh really, do you know the so-called beneficial interest of an heir under the law Miss, whoever you are?" Atty. Garette tightened more her hold on her chin and moved his face closer to her. Their lips were just an inch away.

"I don't give a damn about that Attorney. Just let me go." The woman wriggled trying to remove again the hand of Atty. Garette from her chin, but he did not even flinch an inch to give way.

"Was it about my father's wealth? I don't even think you love my father, nor think that you married him for s*x. You might not be satisfied at all because my father is already crippled. Oh, don't worry, I can be his substitute when you itch," Atty. Garette's every word was insulting, which made his stepmom-to-be flare with anger.

The woman's right hand flew and landed on Atty. Garette's left face. For the second time, the woman slapped the mighty and unbeatable lawyer. Yet, the woman seemed unperturbed even when Atty. Garette’s eyes were already glaring at fire.

Atty. Garette's face reddened and his teeth gritted. He crushed her lips with his lips and kissed her in a punishing way while holding her back tight with his other hand. He pulled her closer and let her feel his bulging manhood and even rubbed it on her front.

The woman's eyes grew wide. For the second time, Atty. Garette Le Brione was able to kiss her in the way that no other man did.

II

As the kiss ended the bride-to-be was completely in shock. She was not able to move and neither muttered a word. She was just there standing looking at Atty. Garette with her wide eyes.

Atty. Garette, drastically let go of her and turned his back. Immediately, he went out of the women's comfort room, leaving his soon-to-be stepmom still in utter disbelief.

"Hey, dude, where did you go?" Atty. Greg asked and then his eyes grew wide after giving Atty. Garette a glance. Thereafter, his shoulders were shaking due to his controlled laughter. He got his handkerchief inside his trousers pocket and handed it to his friend.

"What?" Atty. Garette asked, irritated.

"Wipe your lips, it has lipstick on it." Atty. Greg murmured, still laughing.

"What? Goddamit man, are you serious?" Atty. Garette sneered while grabbing the handkerchief of his friend and wiping his lips with it. He looked at the handkerchief thereafter and so he noticed the red mark on it. He murmured, cursing.

Atty. Greg nodded, giggling now. He has a hint from whom those red lipsticks came from. "I am darn sure you had lipsticks scattered on your lips buddy and your father was looking at you when you entered the reception area."

"Goddamit, stop laughing moron." Atty. Garette elbowed Atty. Greg, who just laughed more. Atty. Paolo and Atty. Hector simultaneously glanced at them with questioning looks on their faces.

Atty. Greg whispered something to their two other buddies and thereafter the trio started to control their laughter while looking at Atty. Garette with mocking eyes. Atty. Garette just gave them a wide eye and gritted his teeth. The three men looked away and tried to stop laughing.

After a while, the bride-to-be returned with a fresh look and glittering eyes. She walked proudly and regally going to her fiance. She even passed by the table where Atty. Garette and his friends were sitting but she did not even glance at them. She continued to walk with her usual self and even gave her groom-to-be a quick peck before she settled herself on the chair beside him, smiling.

"Dude, I wanted to fantasize about your soon-to-be step-mom. She is so hot." Atty. Greg whispered to him while giving the woman a lustful glare.

"Keep your lustful thoughts to your mind dude if you still want to return to Cambridge alive!" Atty. Garette retorted after giving his friend a squinting look. He even elbowed him on his side which made the man squeal.

Just a moment later, the reception host suddenly called on the name of Atty. Garette.

"And now to give his most precious message to the newly engaged couple, I am honored to call on the dashing, most after sought, an unbeatable lawyer in the country; the only son of the groom-to-be, Atty. Garette Le Brione!" the host announced, followed by the clapping of hands of the guests.

His three lawyer friends looked at Atty. Garette at the same time and said. "Dude stand up! Go, go!”

And then Atty. Greg whispered, "Announced to the world how hot you find your Dad's fiancee is."