Chapter 4 His Cowgirl

"Why are you here this early? It's not even weekend. You look downcast and you lack the spirit, you should go back," Swan's coach said as soon as he saw Swan walked into the wrestling house. "I've got the spirit," Swan protested and punched Lucas in the chest for a challenge.

Lucas overpowered her at the first attempt. He flipped her over his knees and brought up his fist, "You are weak, do not act out rashly else this could be your fate," Lucas said and aimed a punch towards Swan's eye. Fire brewed up in Swan's eyes. She rolled off Lucas knees and gave him a double legged kick right from the floor where she laid. She turned over and stood firm on her feet, "do not loose your guard, I never act impulsively... Let's meet up in the ring, I am here for a duel," Swan said and made her way arrogantly into the ring. She fixed on a pair of wrist wrap and got another pair ready for her coach and friend.

Lucas knew Swan was not in good state of mind, he knew her too well. "How is your mother's health?" Lucas asked as he walked into the ring. "I am not in the ring to chat," Swan said and threw hard punches at him. "You'd better put on your wrap or walk out of here else you get your eyes get blown out of their sockets," Swan said and rushed at Lucas.

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Trevor walked into Castle Hotel in company of his guards. Lonnie had picked the venue and had rejected Trevor's offer to request for VVIP treatment. "If I needed such such treatment, I would have requested for one," Lonnie had told him. Trevor found it absurd but shurgged it off. He made his PA cancel all other appointments for the day. Reporter Jung was already seated in a corner from where he could easily take records.

Lonnie made her way in at exactly 10am. She took note of Trevor's guards and their positions. 'What an extravagant show of power," she muttered and walked in carelessly.

Trevor sat patiently as he waited for Lonnie. He bowed his head as he was busy with his phone. He noticed someone bounced towards his direction and lifted up his head. He stared directly at Lonnie. He eyed her from head to toe and he almost barfed.

Lonnie was covered in a sun hat typical of an herdsman's. The brim of the hat sat gracefully over a pair of oversized glasses that was held in place by the bridge of her nose. Her shirt was an oversized one and the tip was tied into a big knot which settled overtop her waist. She wore a pair of short ripped jeans and right below the jeans was a crooked looking pair of old sneakers. Lonnie looked like a cowgirl who just ran out of an herd of thousand cattle in contrast to a lady on a date for the first time with her new lover.

Trevor felt embarrassed and looked around as he heard laughter emanating from other customers. He realized Lonnie refused his VVIP offer because she wanted to humiliate him. He boiled with anger.

Lonnie took her seat with a devious smile plastered on her lips. Trevor swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to conceal his anger. He gave a closer look and that was when he saw all she tried to conceal. She had a well manicured nails and below her cowgirl hat was a carefully styled hair whose loose curls bounced around her neck.

Trevor relaxed on his seat and was determined to play along. "You are welcome miss Lonnie Donald, I went out of my way because it was you. I don't arrange meetings outside my hotel, been here isn't good for my business, please keep that in mind." Trevor said with a lopesided grin.

Lonnie sat quietly and said nothing. A waiter came with their orders and served. "You went out of your way because it was me?" She asked and snickered "Common, do not act like you wanted this, we both know this isn't gonna work," Lonnie said as soon as the waiter left. "Oh! If you know that much why did you invite me to this degrading date!?" Trevor blared. Lonnie snickered and rose slightly as she brought out a torn page of The Sun Newspaper from the back pocket of her ripped jeans. She laid it on the table and it was the picture of Trevor's romantic display with Fiona.

"What the hell is this?! Even if whatever we have is a cheer waste of time, we should protect each other's dignity in the public. You dare talk about my humiliating appearance when you went about doing this?!" Lonnie yelled and banged a fist on the table. The room echoed in murmur as other customers reacted.

Trevor smirked. He looked hard at Lonnie and was about to speak up but Lonnie stood up angrily and splashed a glass full of wine on his face. "How dare you smirk at me!... Do I look like a fool?!" Scornful laughter filled the air. Some yelled in astonishment while others cheered Lonnie on. Lonnie found her way out whilst Trevor dried his face with an handkerchief. He raised his hand in objection against his guards who were already on the move to seize up Lonnie.

Lonnie walked out unscratched, she ventured angrily into a red Toyota Camry. "Take me down to the ranch, I will be going for horse riding," Lonnie said softly to her driver and tossed her sun hat and glasses to a corner.

Trevor stood up immediately Lonnie left. He looked towards reporter Jung and managed a mischievous smile. He walked out of the hotel and flipped off his jacket immediately he got into his limousine, "take me out of here!" He roared.

Trevor was a cocky man who prided in a perfect public image. He only took Lonnie's disrespect lightly because he was going to use it against her but the idea did nothing to alleviate his anger. He returned to his suite and went berserk. He threw stuffs around and yelled at every slightest mistake, he was out of control.

Dan watched his boss ranted and raved, he knew him well and was going to give him what he needed.