Chapter 4 Four

Felix was filled with so much rage as he paced back and forth throughout the living room. The door opened, and Felicia stepped in. She blocked her nose immediately and looked elsewhere. "You should limit the way you drink, Felix," she moved closer to him, and before she knew it, a loud slap landed on her face. Felix had just slapped her hard, and she couldn't believe it. The slap was strong enough to cut her lips. "Why did you ruin my wedding?" he looked at her with so much rage in his eyes. Felicia was still holding her cheek. She scoffed and wiped the blood off her lips. "Shouldn't you thank me? Were you ready to marry her?" she replied and slowly dropped her hands from her cheeks. "For two and a half years, she has helped me with lots of things, Felicia. She had a great impact on my career; she was making me stand out, and you think I'm ready to lose all of that?" he yelled at her. "Skyler isn't the only one good at making good designs; I can be of help too," she moved closer to him. "Fuck you!" he replied, took his phone, and tried calling her again, but he couldn't reach her. "Damn!" he angrily threw his phone across the wall. "Relax. Skyler is gullible. She will forgive you later if you can look for a good lie, like maybe I drugged you into having sex with me because I was into you or something," she said with a smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "You're the man; lying shouldn't be hard," she whispered, giving him a seductive look. Felix's jaw clenched hard. He suddenly grabbed her and threw her on the couch. "I should punish you," he said while taking off his belt roughly. "Yes, baby, I ruined your wedding, so punish me," she winked at him. "I really should," he smirked, hovered over her, then began tying her hands together with the belt. "I'll drill you so hard, and you won't be able to walk for two days!" He unzipped his trousers, tore her skirt, then dived inside her without warning. "Fuck!!" Felicia screamed out, trying to release her hands as he banged her mercilessly from behind. ✬✬✬✬✬✬✬ DELGADOS' MANSION★ The car passed a big gate that automatically went open, and Skyler's eyes widened at the view she saw next. The compound was really big, decorated with beautiful flowers, and there were some gardeners presently trimming the flowers. Many expensive cars were parked in the parking lot before Alvin parked the car they were currently in. "Tensed?" Mason's voice rang in Skyler's ears, and she turned to look at him before nodding slowly. "My family doesn't bite, so relax," he replied before opening the door and stepping down. Skyler didn't know how to open the door from her side. It was her first time entering a Bugatti La Voiture Noire. If she was not wrong, it should cost more than twenty million dollars. Alvin was about to help her get the door, but Mason stopped him on time. "I got it," he walked towards the car and opened the door for Skyler to come down. He even stretched his hand toward her. Skyler was shocked because Felix had never done this to her in the last two and a half years of dating him. She slowly accepted his hand, and he helped her down. "Let's go in," he said gently, and she nodded before he began leading her in, still holding her hand. Skyler still couldn't believe her eyes as the door went open, leading them to the main room. A mansion was an understatement; it should be called a villa instead. "You should try to close your mouth so flies won't enter inside," Mason's voice rang in her ears, and her mouth went shut immediately. She took her hand from his and gave him a slight glare, but as usual, his face was blank. "Where's Grandpa?" he asked a maid. "In his study room, sir," the maid replied, and he nodded before looking at Skyler again. "Come with me," he said and began walking away. 'Must he always sound so bossy?' Skyler mumbled inwardly as she followed him. The both of them were finally out of sight, and the maid from earlier still peeped to make sure. Seeing that they were actually gone, she began wondering. "Who's the lady with him? She's pretty," the maid stood akimbo. ••••• In old man Mario's study room, he was with Dylan and Maya when the knock sounded on the door. "Who's there?" he asked. "Mason," his voice sounded behind the door. "Come in," Grandpa Mario replied, and the door opened. Mason entered with Skyler; he was holding her hand again. Maya looked shocked as she stared at the both of them. Grandpa Mario's eyes went to their hands and Skyler's face before settling his gaze on Mason. "Who's she?" he asked. Mason looked at Skyler, and he could see how nervous she looked. Then he squeezed her hand tight. "Grandpa, Dad, Mom, meet my wife, Skyler." The moment those words escaped from his lips, Maya stood up, looking surprised. "Excuse me?" she asked in shock. "Meet my wife, Grandpa. I told you I would get married today," he kept a straight face to his grandpa as he ignored his mother. Maya didn't know what else to say, so she faced Dylan. "Won't you say something about your son? He's married without even introducing his woman to us, telling us things about her, or even having our blessings. He just came back from Paris, and now he's married?" She didn't look happy. Dylan didn't even say anything. "I don't need to ask your approval before I do anything, Mom," Mason looked annoyed. "But—" "Leave, Maya," Dylan interrupted her. "Excuse me?" She looked shocked. "I told you to leave," Dylan repeated, and Maya looked at Grandpa Mario. He didn't look too happy with her. "Who else can I talk to in this house!" she groaned in a frustrated way before storming out of the study room. "Both of you should sit," Grandpa Mario pointed out two extra seats, and Mason sat. Skyler had no choice but to sit. Grandpa Mario gave both of them some long stares. He stared at Skyler and noticed how nervous she looked. She was even rubbing her fingers together. "So tell me a bit about yourself. How did you meet my grandson?" he asked, and Skyler almost coughed her heart out. 'I met him a few hours ago outside. I just found out my groom was cheating on me on my own wedding day, and I felt like dying. He almost hit me with his car, but I ended up telling him about what happened. Then we arranged a marriage. He promised to help me get back at my ex while he gets a dumb company,' she said inwardly. "We met in Paris two years ago and—" Mason began to answer, but Grandpa Mario cut him off. "I wasn't talking to you," Grandpa gave Mason a glare, but Skyler grabbed the idea Mason was trying to give her. She didn't waste a second using it. "Yes... yes, we met in Paris two years ago at an event planning party. I was presenting a project over there about clothes and designs, and we kinda linked up," she said immediately. Dylan just stared at the both of them without saying anything. "An event party? You must be someone from a big family," he said, and she shook her head immediately. "No, no, no, sir, I'm... Actually, it's a bit complicated, but I'm average. I'm a graduate from Clifford University, I studied fashion designing, and I work at Glamorous Designs. I draw and design clothes; that is why Mason and I got along," she explained her lies. "Hmm," Mason nodded. He was a bit impressed. He only just gave her a little clip, and she was making a lot of meaning out of it. "Impressive. I'm glad you and Mason understand yourselves well. I already had the maids rearrange you and Mason's room since I knew you were going to move in. Or else the both of you were planning to sleep in a different room?" Grandpa Mario narrowed his brows. "Not at all, Grandpa. We are okay sleeping together. We've done it countless times," Mason replied, and Skyler forced a smile. "Alright, Skyler, you are very beautiful, and I'm glad my grandson has good taste in women. The both of you can leave now. I'll introduce you to the whole family this evening, and I'll love to meet your family," Grandpa Mario said with a smile. "No problem, Grandpa, and I'll come to see you this evening," Mason stood up, and Skyler did the same. Then the both of them left. Dylan kept staring at the door. "I'm sure we both know what is happening. Mason just married that woman to get the company I promised him," Grandpa Mario spoke up. Dylan stared back at Old Man Mario before nodding his head. "But it doesn't matter, right? At least we will be cleared from the thoughts about him being gay," Grandpa Mario smiled, and Dylan nodded again. Looking at Dylan's behavior, Mario could tell where Mason inherited his cold look and character from. Mason entered his room, and Skyler followed him from behind. "Why did you tell him that it was okay to sleep together in one bed?" Skyler almost yelled at him. While she was ranting, he was unbuttoning his suit jacket. He took it off before turning to face her. It seemed like the undershirt did justice in hugging his muscular frame together, but that wasn't Skyler's problem. "We are married. Isn't that what we are supposed to do?" He raised his brows.