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BECAUSE ENGLISH IS MY SECOND LANGUAGE, PLEASE IGNORE ANY GRAMMAR OR SPELLING ERRORS. THANKS!

CHAPTER THREE 

It was the first time in nearly my entire life that someone has piqued my interest, but all I got in return was a SLAP. I mean, are you serious? I was taken aback; I had never been subjected to so many insults in my life.

I was so humiliated in front of so many people that I was about to punish her horribly so that she would remember my face for the rest of her life and who I am and what I am capable of?

But Roman gripped my wrist tightly, leaned in close to my ear, and whispered, "Everyone's watching, just let her go or else there'll be a big scandal, and you know what I mean."

But before I let go of her arm, I squeezed it so hard that it turned white. I could see the pain in her eyes, but it was nothing compared to my insult, so I promised myself that I would get my revenge soon and made my way to the exit.

Roman was also following me. After leaving the club, I walked over to my car, opened the door, sat in the comfortable seat, and started the engine. The drive was the one that went unnoticed.

Until Roman broke that silence, "Look I know you are angry and will gonna take your revenge soon or later, but I just hope you do not do anything stupid."

I said nothing and remained quiet.

"William, your number of enemies is much greater than your number of friends, and if they find out anything about today's incident, they will make a huge scandal out of this little thing," Roman said again.

I abruptly came to a halt and yelled, "You called it a little thing!! Then what's the big deal?! Do you think the SLAP on my face was a minor incident? Roman I swear to God, I'm going to kill that goddamn bitch."

JENNIFER POV,

When he was gone, I looked at my arm; it was swollen and hurt a lot because that jerk squeezed it so hard. Vic gently rubbed it, saying, "Let's go. That's all for now." I nodded and followed her to the door.

I was furious at Ciala; it was all her fault. If she hadn't been drunk, she wouldn't have kissed him and sat on his lap, and I wouldn't have had to stop her or slap that son of a bitch for bothering me.

I called Caila when I got home, but she didn't pick my call. Which irritated me even more, so I threw my phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to clear my mind by taking a cold shower.

WILLIAM POV,

Many days have flown by in the blink of an eye. I was looking out my office window, thinking about a bitch, who she is, and how she slapped me. I was plotting a way to exact my vengeance.

When I was deep in thought, I received a call from Roman, which I answered, and I don't know why, but he seemed to panic no, not panic, perhaps like, how to start a topic?

I assumed he was perplexed about how to begin a topic, so I said, "Roman, what happened? Tell me right now." He then opened his mouth and asked, "Where are you?"

"In my office," I explained.

"Did you hear about the news?"

"What news?" I inquired.

I could hear his panic breath for a few seconds as he remained silent, so I asked again, "Which news, Roman?"

"Just watch by yourself," he said as he hung up the phone. I walked over to my laptop, putting my phone back in my pocket. I lost control when I saw the news; I became angry and frustrated.

The story was about me and how I got slapped by a regular girl for harassing her. The video went viral on YouTube, and the part where I got slapped was the most prominent one. What the fuck is going on?

I was irritated; who dared to oppose me? I was completely perplexed, so I dialed Roman's phone number, and when he answered, I told him, "We have to do something about this shit or else my father will dig me alive."

"William, there's only one way."

"Anything, I'm ready to do anything to end this bullshit, I just can't let anyone waste my years of hard work!" I replied quickly.

"Can you tell me what I need to do?" I inquired of Roman.

"You have to attend a press conference; you have to admit that the girl is your fiance and that it was just a small misunderstanding that's why she slapped you, but now it's all settled," he replied.

"What the hell are you talking about, are you insane?" I was yelling into the phone.

"That's the only way, William; you have to find that girl and then solve this problem; otherwise, it's up to you, but I hope you understand the consequences of not solving this problem as soon as possible."

Saying this he hung up the phone. I was furious at first, but then I smiled because it's not that bad of an idea. You could kill two birds with one stone!

To begin, I could exact my revenge after making her my wife, maid, or sex toy. Secondly, this issue would be resolved as well. That is, in fact, a very good idea was what I was ruminating in my head.

So I called my secretary and told her to gather all of the girl's information, she nodded and walked away.

With a smirk on my face, I looked out of the window, and said, "This is going to be a lot of fun."