Marrying The Asshole

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Paul's P.O.V Present Time Saturday Night

"Next round on me." My best friend and business partner Carl said as he threw back another shot. I shook my head as co-workers Matt, Daryl, Edwin and James hollered and cheered like animals. They were all good friends of mine. Carl, Matt, Daryl and I grew up together because our parents were neighbors and friends so it only made sense that we'd hangout. I've known Edwin for about five years now and I trust him like a brother. He just joined the construction company a bit over a year ago and so I introduced him to the guys. We've been brothers ever since. James joined the company 2-3 years ago. He's a bit more intense and belligerent sometimes but overall still a decent sort of guy. A pretty blonde waitress came over to the table and served us more shots. Daryl and I were the ladies men or bachelors, or whatever women call womanizers now. Blondes weren't really my type but

I was interested in the game since Daryl obviously wanted her. I looked over and seen him checking out her ass as she leaned over for the empty shot glasses. "What's your name gorgeous?" I asked as I stole a quick glance at Daryl who looked clearly jealous. She blushed and giggled. "I'm Nadia." she said sheepishly. Before I could play on the charm Daryl, the bastard, grabbed her hand and pulled her on her lap. And yeah, she was on him in a millisecond. "That's an innocent name for a sexy goddess like yourself." he said nuzzling her neck and winking at me. I just shook my and laughed. Since I wasn't actually into her, I tuned them out and scanned the crowd looking from something more appealing.

I wasn't surprised when I seen women crowding together and pointing at me and the boys. Everyone and their mother knew who we were but most importantly...Me. We're all very successful in the company I put together and now own. There's not a place I go without one of the guys most times. I looked away from the group of women disinterested. A blind guy could even see that they're easy. "I'm going to the bar." I said to the guys who weren't listening. No surprise there. I got up, straightened out my suit casually and strolled over to the bar, cautious of where I step. There's always a drunk bastard passed out on the floor or vomiting somewhere. I didn't get ten feet from the table when a slim kind of thick brunette approached me to my left. "Hey handsome." she said as she leaned forward pushing her breasts against my arm. I'll admit she had a decent body that I could definitely work with but again, she was too easy and given the outfit, didn't hold much sex appeal. "No, thank you." I said as I made my way to the bar, shrugging her off my arm. As I started walking I heard her gasp and call me an asshole. I was so use to being called that, it might as well be my birth name. I looked back and smirked at her before reaching the bar. I took off my suit jacket and rolled up my sleeves before sitting down and ordering a whiskey on the rocks.

I was scrolling through my phone for about ten mins when I still didn't have my drink. Frowning in discontent, I looked up at the waitress. Another female. She had long brown hair, bluish-grey eyes and cherry red lips. I watched the way her hips swayed as she moved around the bar giving everyone else their drinks except me. She was curvy, and thick in more than a few places. Her body had a nice balance to it that was just so beautiful, I couldn't put it into words. She would have made a nice one night stand if I wasn't annoyed with her services though. Its too bad.. I put my elbows on the bar and linked my fingers together before speaking calmly. "I asked for a whiskey on the rocks about ten fucking

minutes ago. Either you have hearing issues or maybe you're absent minded. Which ever one, I don't really care because you won't have this job long enough after I get through talking to your boss. Now, I'd really appreciate that damn whiskey now." I said nonchalantly. A word for the look on her face would have been bewildered. Satisfied, I turned to go find the owner when a small but strong hand grabbed my wrist. "Listen, there's nothing you can do. I'm still going to t-" I started to turn back around when that same small hand turned into a fist and made an impact on my jaw.