~The public has always expected me to be a playboy and a decent chap never lets his public down~Errol Flynn
Lopèz pov
(THE NEXT DAY)
I drove back home still feeling a bit drunk from last night clubbing. Yesterday was hectic but fun;it reminded me of how much fun I've missed and how much I needed to be free again. I refuse to allow the idea of marriage to lock me in.
I entered the penthouse and saw Isabel in the kitchen making some breakfast,her blue eyes shot at me as usual and I could tell she has a lot of questions for me which I'm not eager to answer. She means nothing to me.
She walked out of the kitchen and face me,"I know our marriage is an arranged one but the least you can do is respect me enough to answer my calls and reply my texts Lopéz".
Isabel folded her arms waiting for my response,her eyes went to my unbuttoned shirt.
"Move". I ordered harshly.
She quickly stepped back,"Ugh you reek of alcohol! It's so disgusting!".
"You act like you don't take alcohol".I snap.
"No I don't!and I don't see any reason why you should!".
"Move".I pushed her away harshly.
She almost fell but grabbed me by my hand,"hold on Lopéz....is that a-red lipstick?".She pointed at my chest.
Fuck how come I didn't notice this on my fuckin body?
I tried to wipe it off cause it's irritating me but it's a matte lipstick. Dammit Rachel!!!
"Where were you last night Lopéz?".She asked,her tone clipped.
"I went clubbing",I shrug,"I had eight glass of bourbon.....well I danced, kissed of course,sucked some nipples..... I'm not missing that for anything". I laughed.
"And what again?umm....",I try so hard to remember,"Oh yes! I fuckin had good sex-",
She hit me across the cheek,her hand stung like a bee. The dizziness I felt left me in an instant,I was completely shock and paralyzed.
I just got fuckin hit!
"What the fuck did you just do?!!!".
"You're such an asshole! A dick! A fuckin jerk!!!".She shouted."I know we've no damn feelings for each other! I know we are here together not by choice but is it so hard for you to at least honor the vows we made at that altar and respect our marriage?!!!".
I got angry. She has no fuckin right to spit out this trash to me!!! "What marriage huh?!!! You think I care about those stupid vows I had to recite like a baby?! Damn you Isabel you're just a fuckin crisis I've to put up with to get what I fuckin want! I don't care about you and your stupid emotions!".
My tone was low when I finally told her,"Don't delude yourself,you mean nothing to me".
I walked away.
I immediately pulled out of my shirt and pant the moment I stepped into my room. I threw it into the bin and decided to take a cool bath. Isabel is literally the first woman to ever lay hands on me and I fuckin hate it! She has no right to do that!!! She was too aggressive and all for what? because I slept with Rachel and had fun?
I wasn't planning on linking up with Rachel last night,it just happened we met at the club,got drunk and had sex all night long..... it's nothing personal.
Why the hell is Isabel taking it that personal?
She was hurt though.....I hurt her
Damn you Lopéz!
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The Playboy's Marriage
RomanceIsabel Santos A simple, intelligent and quite serious type of lady. She seemed to have the perfect life with her great parents,best friend, decent boyfriend and her job. Her whole took a worse turn when her family forces her to marry a man she loath...