?Married To
Mr Popular?
(Rude and grumpy)
Episode 11
BY Faith Lucky.
Ryan’s Pov:
“Ryan, come on; you can’t possibly do this to me. You can’t ditch me” the b!tch said as she stood in front of me.
I stood up quietly from the bed and went to sit in front of my system which was facing the window. This way, I was now backing her.
I was shirtless and undoubtedly, just my bare skin was driving her crazy.
“Get out of my room Michelle’ I said calmly as I brought out stick from my cigarette pack and reached for my lighter.
“Ryan please; you know I love you. You can just use me and dump me. I gave you my dignity” she said and had to scoff.
“Stop lying bitch” I said lowly as I lit the cigarette and stuck it in my mouth.
“Fine! I know you didn’t meet me as a virgin; but you’re the second guy’s that ever crossed my legs. I told you the first one was done forcefully. You’re the first guy I’ve given it to willingly. You can’t do this to me, Ryan.”
I sighed and turned on my laptop.
“I’m not interested in you, Michelle. The only thing I wanted was to get down with you and go and you knew it. So, stop chirping” I told her blatantly and heard her sniff.
“Ryan…Please, I promise to be faithful to you. I’ll do whatever you want. Just give me a chance” I pleaded.
These ladies; when will they even learn?
I reached for one of my phones and made a call, placing it on speaker.
“Sir” the security said over the phone.
“Come and get a bitch out of my room” I said coldly and ended the call.
I heard her whimper and next, she grabbed her bag from the bed and ran out of the room.
I puffed out smoke from my mouth as I heard her whack the door. I wonder when I’ll stop seeing such drama. Cheap ladies.
They know the only thing I want is their body. Yet, they still go ahead to make attempts on me. When will they understand I can never fall in love?
I started going through my system and not long after, a call came into my phone.
I checked and discovered it was mum.
I sluggishly picked it up and kept it back on the table, putting it on speaker.
“Hi mum” I said with a sigh.
“Ryan where are you?” She asked and I heaved.
What does she want this time around? I really wanted to be alone.
“I’m at my mansion. Is there a problem?” I replied and asked.
“Of course, not, Ryan. But you need to come home now. There’s something we need to talk about. It’s very important”.
I paused and touched my forehead. What could be more important this time around?
“Ryan?” She called and I sighed.
“Fine. I’ll be there” I told her and hung up.
I wonder what they’re upto this time around.
Bethel’s Pov:
I scoffed and looked at mum, my head spinning from what she said. Or did I misheard her?
“Ryan?” I asked.
“Married? I…I don’t understand, mum. What are you talking about? I mean, who’s getting married…to Ryan? What Ryan?”
“Bethel” she called and tucked her hair behind her ear.
“I know you must be confused okay? But you need to understand this. You’re getting married to Ryan”.
“Ryan?” I repeated.
“Yes, Ryan! Ryan Winthorpe’.
A short silence stepped in as I stared at her, stunned.
This is a dream
“His parents and I have been taking about it and we’ve finally come to a conclusion. He’s the heir to the winthrop incorporated and you’re also the heir to my company. So, we’ve decided to do a partnership and that’s the reason both of you need to get married for the future of the company. That way, we’ll never have a thing to be worried about, Bethel”.
I dropped my bag on the floor and tried to comprehend the whole thing. Is this woman serious?
“So you…you’re trying to say I’ll be getting married to R…Ryan? Like…Ryan?” I asked bemused.
“Yes”.
“Mum! Are you kidding me?” I snapped and stood on my feet.
“I mean, you want me to get married to someone because of some worthless company?”
“You better shut that mouth of yours, Bethel, before I shut it up for you” she retorted.
“Well, you better do, mum because I wanna believe you’re joking. Like seriously, can you even hear yourself? You want me to get married to someone I know nothing about and for goodness sake! At this tender age! I’m just nineteen”.
“I gave birth to you at the age of seventeen” she said as she stood up and I halted.
Hold on; seventeen???
“You…” I paused and scoffed.
“Listen, I have no idea how it happened. But you can’t make me pass through the same way you did. I can’t let you do this to me. I can’t get married, mum; not at this age and not to someone like Ryan”
“And what are you talking about? Do you know how many ladies are out there, dying just to touch his finger? You should be happy you’re getting married to him’
“well, I don’t care mum! And I’m not one of those cheap ladies. I don’t love him. How do you expect me to get married to him?”
“Trust me, Bethel; you will love him as…”
“He’s a f!rt! A rude brat! Do you even know what I caught him doing in the restroom last night? He was actually making out with a lady” .
“Well; he’s a young boy and you don’t expect anything less from him. But all that is likely to change when you get married”.
“Mum…”
“Shut up, Bethel!” She said raucously and I kept quiet, stunned.
“I don’t care if you like it or not, but I’m not gonna let you make all my efforts go down the drain. You’re getting married to Ryan and that’s final. The wedding’s on Saturday and they’ll be coming over for dinner tomorrow” she said coldly and turned around to leave.
“I have a boyfriend, mum” I said tearfully and she turned back to look at me.
“I have someone I care about”.
For a second, she kept quiet and didn’t say a word.
“I don’t care. What’s important right now is getting married to Ryan and that’s what you should be thinking about”. She replied.
I looked at her in disbelieve as tears came running down my cheeks.
How can this happen? What kind of a mother is this?
I couldn’t say any other thing and I ran away in tears.
Ryan’s Pov:
I walked into the sitting room and met mum and dad already seated there, discussing.
“Ryan!” Mum called as she stood up to embrace me.
She’s the only woman who gets to hold me this way.
“Hi mum” I said as we unlocked from the hug.
She smiled and arranged my hair with her palm.
“Good evening dad” I took my eyes to him and greeted.
He was a chubby looking man.
“Welcome home Ryan. Come and have a seat” he said and mum held my hand and made me sit beside her.
“Okay. so why did you call for me?” I asked, looking at mum.
“Because we have something important to tell you about” Dad chipped in and looked at mum, as if giving her the go ahead.
“Um…Ryan” mum called and held my hand.
“Do you remember Maltilda’s daughter at the party last night?”
I narrowed my eyes and tried to think.
That tiny girl?
“Yes. What about her?” I replied and asked.
“Maltilda and I have decided to do a partnership and for that to happen, we need both of you to get married” dad said but I maintained a straight face.
I mean, I didn’t get what he said.
I kept staring at him without saying a word and then I looked at mum.
“What’s going on?” I finally asked with a scoff.
“Ryan” mum called with a sigh.
“I know it’s coming as a shock to you, but it’s the truth and for the future of the company. Both of you will be getting married on Saturday”
Okay;
This people have got to be kidding me. I mean, what are they talking about? Who the f**k is getting married?
“Ryan…”
“Hold on; are you guys trying to trick me or something? Because I wanna believe you’re joking” I cut mum off who was talking.
“This isn’t a trick, Ryan and we’re not joking. It’s for the best and you’re doing it” dad said.
“So, you’re tryna tell me I’m getting married to who? What shit is that? Are you for real?” I rasped and stood on my feet
“Yes Ryan and that’s the only way you can inherit the company”.
“Well; f**k the company. F**k everything. I don’t need it” I said and stormed out of the house in anger.
“Ryan!” Mum came calling after me, but I ignored her and headed for my limo in front of me.
My guards were already there.
“Ryan please” she finally caught up with me and held my hand.
“Seriously mum; I never expected this from you” I turned back to her and said, anger eating me up.
“How can you really expect me to get married against my will? I thought all you ever wanted was my happiness?”
“Of course, Ryan. And I’m doing all these for your sake. Can’t you see? Finally, you’ll become the heir to the Winthorpe incorporated. The fame will be ours” she enthused.
“Well, I don’t f**king need the company, mum. I’m already successful without it”.
“Of course, you’re not! Do you know what it’s gonna mean for us to own the company? We’ll finally become the winners!”
“I can’t get married mum; I can’t. It’s gonna be hell on earth. I’m not ready to stay committed. I’m only going to make life miserable for the bitch because I can’t be a husband right now”.
“Ryan please; you don’t necessarily need to stay committed when you’re married. I mean, I’d understand if you’re tempted to have a taste of other ladies once in a while. But the most important thing right now is getting married to that lady so you can gain access to the company. Please, don’t make my efforts go down the drain. This is all I’ve ever wanted”.
“Oh, really? And talking about efforts, I guess it includes the fact that you slept with your bestfriend’s husband so you could give birth to an heir”.
She paused and looked at me in shock. That was enough to get a slap, but she wouldn’t even dare.
She bent her head and started weeping.
Yeah, f**k.
“Ryan please,” she whimpered and held my waist.
“Try and understand with me. I’m doing all these for your sake. Please, son.”
She hugged me tight and I rolled my eyes.
She knows my weak point. She knows I hate to see her cry.
But what the heck?
How can they expect me to get married to…that tiny girl? I don’t even know her.
And mum…she isn’t the type that’d want me to do something I don’t like. But why’s it different in this case? Why’s it necessary for me to get married first? Why do I smell something fishy?
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