Chapter 1

Matthew's POV

The moment I stepped into the room, my eyes immediately landed on him.

Adrian Throne.

The son of a bitch I so much detest. He sat there, drinking and talking to this lady. She seemed as cheap as her make-up as she smiled at him cheekily.

Why are all ladies like this? Why do they like men whom they are sure will break their hearts?

I clenched my teeth at that thought. Anger boiled in me and the next second I was already landing a punch on his face. The sound of my fist on his face was great, but the greater impact was when the glass he held on fell on the floor and shattered.

"You son of a bitch!" I yelled as I kept on punching him. Ready to spoil his so-called handsome face.

It's unlike me doing this, but I couldn't help.

"What are you doing? Stop"

The lady kept shouting in nothing but fear, this little scene caused a lot of commotion. But I didn't care.

I hate this bastard with everything in me.

Of all the men in this world, it was him...dad chose to marry Evelyn off too. Of all the men.

Men rushed over and yanked me away. I retaliated and reached for him again but they caught me before I could get to him.

"Why must it be you?"

I yelled as they dragged me out of the club. I wish I could do more, I wish I could make him regret everything he's done to me.

And even if it delays now, I know I will do it next time.

They let go of me when we were finally outside. I tried to force my way in but one of the guards warned

"We won't want to be rude but you are no longer allowed to come in!"

I should have resisted but he was so big, not like I was any small but of course, I knew my match when I saw one and Adrian is nothing like me.

That's why I was able to smack his face without him trying.

I turned on my heels, irritation flushed through me. I'm not done with him yet.

I will make his life a living hell and he will be the one to give up everything and reject my sister.

What the fuck does he think he is? As much as he thinkd he's the most handsome, I'm glad my sister didn't fall for that bullshit facade.

I got on my bike. It didn't take me long to get to los Angeles nightclub. The moment I got in, I spotted my friends sited around a table talking and laughing.

Noah waved at me smiling. That was an invitation but I didn't need one. I snatched his glass of whiskey and immediately gulped it down.

"Hey, man, that was mine," he complained.

I didn't spare him a glance and quickly poured myself some more whiskey. I was irritated and only drinking helped.

"What's wrong with him?" Jordan asked.

"Whatever the fuck is wrong, it's probably fucking him up" Kyle's words died when our gaze met. He gulped in fear.

"Shit! He's in that mood again "

Jordan let out a sigh and leaned close.

"Is it related to Mr Thorne?"

I growled and that was enough for them to know.

"Crap, when is this ever going to end? You are an adult now, why can't you look past everything?" Noah's words made me almost believe he wasn't my friend, that a ghost was now inhabiting his body.

"What? I'm trying to be rational here...you two keep picking on each other like you used to back in college. When will you grow up?"

I slammed the glass on the table, Noah shivered and pulled away.

"Never!" I growled.

If growing up means letting that bastard get into my family, then I'd rather not.

"Why?" Kyle pressed on, I faced him.

Silence engulfed the sound of the music in the club. Why couldn't I let go? There were so many reasons.

First, that bastard snatched my girlfriend from me only to break her heart. Secondly, he is the son of a bitch my father has chosen to marry my sister off, of all people.

"Don't tell me it's because of what happened back then, with Lily?" Jordan pointed out

I gritted my teeth, This time, I grabbed the entire bottle of whiskey and began tanking it like water.

"Damn Matthew, when will you ever give this up?"

"When I've finally exact my revenge " I growled.

"And here we go again, revenge, revenge revenge, when will you grow up and see that life isn't all about the past? Your life isn't all about Adrian man" Noah complained.

"Seems like it is" my response was dull.

"In what way?" Kyle seems to want to figure me out and that, I have no problem with.

"That son of a bitch is the one to marry my sister" I blurt.

"Holy moly!!!!!" They all exclaimed as if it was planned.

"You can't be serious, yeah?" Jordan stared at me as if I was telling a lie.

"I wouldn't be this frustrated if it wasn't" I drank more, trying to push away everything but they kept coming.

"Do you all think I don't want to move on? Have a life and let go of everything that bastard has done to me? I badly want to, but, he always have a way to scrawl back to my skin and that irritates the fuck out of me"

"This is bad!" Noah muttered.

I couldn't agree any less as I nodded while drinking.

"Wait, you mean Evelyn?" What I said seem to dawn to Kyle only now but what the fuck was he saying?

I have only one sister and who the fuck would it be if not Evelyn?

"You are damn annoying, you know that?" I was at the edge of my frustration.

I needed some help, I needed saving.

"What are you going to do about?" Jordan asked.

"I need to make that mother fucker turn down his marriage proposal, but I don't know how to"

"Got a plan?" Kyle muttered, fully interested.

I shook my head in denial. I really have no fucking plan A talkless of B.

Silence enveloped us again as the music stopped playing. When I looked up, I saw Jordan smiling.

"What?"

I don't know what's funny, if it's me or the bullshit situation I'm in.

"You are Bi, yeah?" He raised a brow.

I frowned, "and what does that has to do with the situation?"

His smile widened.

"I don't know how well this is, but if we can find out where he is, we can drug him and" he paused.

"Kill him?" I asked, "that will be the stupidest plan ever, remember he isn't just an ordinary man"

"Calm down and hear me out, I never said we should kill him" Jordan waved.

"When we get him drugged, he'll be all yours to torture "

My frown deepened, I couldn't figure out what the hell he was saying.

"I'm not fucking him if that's what you mean and when I said I would ask Bisexual, I lied"

Really? Sleep with that asshole? I can't. I've never done it before. Whatever I said back then was a lie, just go show my friend I am capable of doing things.

"Don't be dumb....we all know how bad a sex tape can ruin one's reputation....if we can make one, then, we will use that to blackmail him into canceling the marriage " Jordan's complete explanation now made lots of sense.

"It's either you get smart and challenge yourself or you sit down here and drink yourself to sleep while that dushbag get your sister!" Jordan's words hits me differently.

I've never done it, but I can't just seat and do nothing. And if doing this will safe the day, then why can't I do it?

I inhaled deeply, trying to get myself to agree on this.

They all seem willing to help me. If I can man up, then this wouldn't be hard.

Not like I'm that clueless on what to do, I can do it. I encourage myself inwardly.

At that moment, I knew I wasn't alone. My friends are with me. I glanced at the three guys I've known for what seems like forever, and my heart warmed up knowing they are happy to help me.

My lips widened into a smile, I nodded.

"I know where he is"

"Then that's great, we can act now than later"

I finally let go of the bottle of whiskey, together, we left the club.