Chapter 11

Chapter 11......................

What the hell just happened?

Am I sentenced to marry some random female in a month?

No, that can never be possible!! My dad can't do this to me. I am the CEO of this company, and he threatened me to take 'MY' position.

My train of thought came to a halt when Roman came in with an amused expression on his face. The amusement turned to a frown in a mere second when he saw my face.

I threw my phone at the wall, ending its life as it shattered like a puzzle. I was furious, and I wanted to take this burden off my shoulders. Maybe a drink would calm me the hell down.

"Whoa man, What crawled up your butt and died," Roman said, raising his hands in surrender. "I heard your dad was here. Is he the reason your panties are in a twist?" I gave him me (don't fuck with me right now, look) to shut him up. He made himself comfy on my leather couch.

"Tell me, Alex. You know you can share anything with me. I'm the only one who will listen to you anyway," I pushed the newspaper his way. He picked it up, and his face changed, looking more serious than I had ever seen him before.

"Wow, man, this is serious shit. How the hell did they find out about your past affairs," he questioned while keeping his eyes on the paper. "That's not all. I have to get married in a month, or I'll be out from my CEO position," I explained while adding the conversation with my dad in it. He looked upwards from the newspaper, first looking shocked, but suddenly, he laughed.

"Wow, here my world is getting upside down and the person, who I call my 'best friend' is laughing at me like I'm a comedian," I muttered under my breath.

After a few minutes, he calmed down, looking like he had just seen the funniest movie. "You are in serious shit, man. Only if I say your parents are right, you need to settle down because your past won't leave you until you start a new book with a clean slate. Take my advice, man, go along with it. Your dad said you need to keep the marriage just for a year! It's not necessary to stay with the women forever. You can just do it for a year, and after that, you can divorce her."

I looked up at him. I thought about the idea for a moment; it was good.

"You're a genius ROM. That's an excellent idea," I said as I clapped my hands in appreciation. "We can establish a contract. I can pay her to be my perfect wife. Then after the year, I can make up some reason and get rid of her! You are an awesome man, do you know that.' I told him, hugging him.

"I know I'm a genius dude. Please. You can join my classes and learn how to become 'Genius like Roman', I won't charge you," he retorted, getting back to his acting.

"But we still have one problem pending," he said while looking at me. I gave him my questioning look. "Dude, you still need a girl!" Am I the one to state the obvious?

"You seriously need to get a drink. I don't think your mind is working right now." He gave me a little punch on my shoulder, jerking me out of my thoughts.

"How can I forget a girl? Sure, I remember that Roman. Thank you so much, Mr. Obvious. I will find some girls by the weekend. In this world, money can buy anything. So a girl is no big matter for me," I gave him a wink, making my way out, forcing him along with me. "Let's go, I need a drink and some rest. it's already been a long day. I want to just get rid of it at once ".

Roman found it recently when we reached the club, and I saw that same girl who insulted me. I guessed she was a waitress due to her uniform. We made our way toward the bar getting her full attention. Her shocked look made me smirk in anticipation.

"Hi Shawty, can I have a thunderstorm? My friend over here would like some beer," Roman stated our orders, As he grabbed her attention, pulling her eyes off me. She nodded and went to take our drinks, leaving Roman and me alone.

"Do you know her?" Roman asked with a puzzled look on his face. I told him about my encounter with her this forenoon. He seemed like he was about to fall from his seat from laughing so hard but controlled himself. "Dude, you got your palter full today. I understand why you want to go home so early," he was interrupted when the girl came back and placed our drink in front of us. I was already exhausted, but I wanted my revenge on this girl for humiliating me. So I made a plan of making her life hell as a customer.

"Hi, my drink is not chilled. I require more ice in my beer, "I said while I pushed my drink toward The girl. She looked up. "But you did not ask me to put ice in it," she stated.

"Now I imagined you would be smart enough to think I want ice in my drink; you're a dumb bartender. I want to talk to your manager. How come you talk back to me like that, I need your manager right now, or you will face the consequences," I gave her an angry look. She retreated and disappeared behind a door. After a few minutes, one older man came out looking like he was about to get a heart attack.

"How may I serve you, sir," he asked. "My employee over there told me you wish to see me," he added afterward. "Yes, I want to complain about your employee who's not able to provide good customer services but also, they talk back to them," I informed him while I made up a story and told him who I was. He looked scared and agreed to execute what I told him and went back to making another cute bartender receive our order. As I remembered, my plan went well, and now in a few minutes, that girl will lose her job.

Next time she will think twice before taking it back to anyone.