Chapter 4 Betrayed

This man is definitely not Nelson Benedict. She had never been associated with the Benedicts. But this guy somehow feels familiar.

Axle observed Abigail top to toe with not a least bit of hesitation taking extra time on her curves. She knew he was shamelessly eye fucking her but nevertheless did not mind his tardiness. Who cared? Isn't he an impotent ? As long as he is an impotent she is safe. Thankfully he was not an old ugly looking goat like her sister described which is enough for her.

But her conscience once again tickled her. Is the Grinch really Emerson's son? "Where is your father? I see nobody from your family? Are you really Emerson's son?" Abigail asked him doubtfully.

"None of your business. The only reality you need to know is, - I am your future husband and you are my wife until I get bored of you."

His piercing and blunt statement rang an alarm in her head. In a flash she looked up at him. "You?"

Abigail shouted, losing her equilibrium. She could recognize him through his baritone voice that rose to an octave every now and then. Abby forgot that they were surrounded by people with the shock she received. "How dare you...." She lost track of words.

A sly grin sported on his sinfully beautiful soft pink lips which were not supposed to be of a man. "Yes, it's me. Now if you stop shouting like I killed your dear cat, we can get married." He said flirtatiously.

Axle Pablo Rodriguez is the world famous womanizer, self conceited asshole who could get any woman under his body by his cheesy lines and money which could feed seven continents for a lifetime. Also the Rodriguez are the most reputed American mafia. But the question is why all of a sudden after eighteen months he entered her life and that too as a groom during her wedding?

"Why are you here? What are you doing at my wedding?" Abby gnawed, restricting her urge to slap him.

"Missed me?" He whispered in her ear with a narcissistic grin ignoring her temper.

Abigail was more infuriated when she did not receive a response from him. "You may have won me as your trophy by throwing away a little money to people with no conduct and who can get sold to you. But I'm not a cheap woman like them. I hold a character and never in your life can you establish a place in my heart even if you turn out to be my husband."

Abby knew it was her misfortune for all the play of her miserly uncle. But the man before her was not worth her tears. She made a heart of steel and spoke. "That's how you replaced the groom so smartly with nobody even getting the doubt. You are no better than William. Bribing and getting bribed either way both the actions are sinful."

Pablo gave her a reckless snicker. "Late realization for the pig headed woman you are but you are exactly right. Throw a few bucks on your good for nothing uncle's face and he will vomit out the details of even your great grandparents. And what did you say? Bribery? Are you going to get me locked up for that now? Oh I am so worried." He mimicked the voice of a little girl in her ear.

"You seem to think too highly of yourself. Do not build castles in the air. They will be disrupted one day." She told him, tightening her lips in indignation.

"Stop gawking at me like an eye candy. No doubt I am gorgeous and a handsome man but such an amount of adulation looks a little awkward at this moment." He was back to his routine bragging.

"Adulation? In your dreams." The nerve of him! Abigail rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Pablo snorted and spoke with a scorn. "I totally understand the happiness behind your words, my little kitten. You are excited to see me here in place of your beloved handicapped groom. You are saved once again by me, so thank me for it instead of abusing you."

"Saved? My foot." Abigail retorted. Was all that sneer and pride for billions he holds? If so, she didn't care about his money. Had she known this was the guy she was going to marry she wouldn't have ever agreed to this wedding.

Pablo shrugged. "Your uncle was even ready to hang you on the cross if I granted him the money that he needed to clear off his dues. He received the wireless transfer from me two hours ago which he might have paid to Benedicts and asked them to fuck off."

Abigail left a soft gasp at the happening. The smart fox could even shake the Hades showing his power and reputation. "How dare you say such derogatory words about my own family to me. William might be a selfish demon but whatever he is, he provided a shelter to me and my sister all these years."

Pablo scratched the corner of his eyebrow in a satirical simper. "As if it is like I care. I will make you lick my shoes for the insult you subjected me to. This is a marriage of vengeance not out of love."

"Why are you here in the first case?" Abby scoffed, turning a deaf ear to his warning towards her.

The priest ready to recite the prayers looked between both of them in confusion. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes father." Pablo spoke respectfully and stared daggers at Abigail before he spoke. "One more word out, you will be ruined right at this moment."

Abigail gulped heavily and restricted the tears that were ready to fall from her eyes. Words like gratitude, sincerity and goodness are not available in Axle Pablo Rodrguez's dictionary. She cannot do anything to this man even if she wants him dead. He is very dangerous, wealthy and the dreamboat of every girl in the continent with looks that could kill as an icing on the cake.

Why didn't Zoey want to marry Pablo instead of her? Why didn't William, being the king of miserliness and his wife Zoey being the Ace of spades, not want to fix their daughter's marriage with him?

Whatever may be their reasons with the onset of this eagle in her life even the little happiness she had with her is ruined.