Marrying The Asshole

5

Nicole's P.O.V   Saturday Night

I shook my hand after I punched the bastard. Fuck, that hurt but he deserved it. I composed myself quickly before he recovered. When he did, he looked shocked. As if  he was the most important person in the world and I dare touch him. He opened his mouth to speak when I put my hand up to silence him. His eyes narrowed before I spoke. "Don't even bother. It's the same old shit with men like you. 'Do you know who I am?' or 'Your going to regret being born' and etc. Save your breath because yes, I do in fact know who you are. Some wealthy guy who thinks all the guys want to be you and all the women want to sleep with you. In your own the world you probably thin you own everything and control everyone however, I assure you. You don't. For some people it doesn't matter how much money you have because manners is something that's taught, not bought. But since you're oh so powerful, why don't you get that suit to the cleaners. Hmm?" I said pouring his whiskey down his shirt. I watched him as he fumed with rage then I turned on my heals and walked out of the club. I messaged my boss and told him I couldn't do the overtime then I sent a text to Miranda letting her know I was getting some air.

I can't believe someone could be so goddamn bossy and..and....assholey. That really fucking sucks when the guy turns out to be sexy as hell. I pulled a cigarette out of my jacket and started to pat myself down for my lighter when I felt someone's presence behind me. I turned around to see a tall slim man leaning up against the wall of the club staring at me. He had hazel brown eyes and brownish blonde hair, his chin had a light shadow of stubble. "That was quite a scene you made back there." he said. He was cute but I wasn't in the mood to talk to a man right now. "Yes it was. If your here to ask about it don't bother. It's not your business." I said pulling out my lighter. I whisked the thing a couple of times before it flamed and lit my cigarette. "You made it my business when you decided to assault my partner." he said. I froze for a second and laughed quietly then took a drag. "I didn't realize either of you were gay, let alone together but that wouldn't have made a difference. Gay or straight, he still has a shit excuse for what he calls manners." I said. He shrugged  and was about to respond when five other men came out of the club. One of them being the asshole I took a shot at a few minutes ago. "Lets go Carl." The asshole said before he glanced at us then did a double take when he seen me. Anger was written all over his face and I kind of felt bad. I walked towards him

and he glared at me in return but didn't move. "Aw, did I bruise you sweetie?" I asked in a sugar soft tone I would use on a dog. "More like tickled me and when you caught me off guard. Snake move babydoll." he said. I reached out to touch him and to my surprise, he let me. "If it's any consolation your rudeness caught me off guard as well." I said as I stroked his jaw. He was the sexiest out of the five guys, not that I was really paying attention to the others. "Hey man, I'm going to wait in the car with the guys. Try not the get clipped by a female again." Carl said smirking at the asshole and walked away. He ignored the comment and continued to stare at me. "In all fairness I asked for a whiskey politely and you were rude when I wasn't served promptly as every customer deserves." he said. I started to pull away when he turned his head and bit hard on the palm of my hand. I quickly pulled away groaning in agony but not giving him the satisfaction of hearing me scream in pain. Recovering quickly, I took another step towards him so we were toe to toe. Before I could speak he grabbed me by my belt and tugged me closer. I felt adrenaline rush through me when our bodies brushed. "You may be a snake but I strike like a viper. And I can take you anytime." He leaned in and bit my lips. "Don't forget that babydoll." he said then turned on his heel and left....What the hell just happened.