The rise of Jeremy Collins

Chapter 7

"It seems your mother didn't teach you how to speak to people above you,” Ariel spat.

The look on Stephanie's face was first of shock and then of confusion, and then she gradually became furious.

“How dare you?” She spat with blazing anger in her eyes as she glared at her.

“How dare me? How dare a low life like you try to belittle my husband to be?”

She tried to slap Ariel, but Ariel caught her hand in swift fashion before she could land.

She attempted to slap her with her free hand but failed.

“You are one very stubborn girl.” Ariel spat and in one swift movement, she put her in a headlock.

“Refrain from attempting to perform any of your stupid acts on me, you will fall.” She said, close to her ear.

Jeremy knew that this was an inappropriate time, but he had never been so turned on in my life.

He watched as my ex-girlfriend struggled to get out of Ariel's hold.

“I'll report you to the cops!” She shouted.

“Are you sure you want to do that? Because I know all of your dirty little secrets, and I'm very certain it wouldn't serve you very well if I decided to spill them to said cops.”

“You know nothing!”

“Try me, you brat.” She said in the most sultry but dominant voice he had ever heard.

All the second thoughts he had been having duly disappeared as he watched Ariel speak to his ex-girlfriend like she was beneath her.

“Jeremy!” He heard his sister call out his name, and he glanced up to find her rushing towards him.

“What's going on? What happened to you? Who are these people?” She asked in one breath.

Jeremy glanced around and realized for the first time that they weren't alone. There were nurses and paramedics all around him, and passers-by had stopped to watch the scene.

Even the men who had come with his ex-girlfriend were now on the floor, beaten down by Ariel's men.

“Isn't that your girlfriend in a headlock?”

His sister pointed out, surprise lacing her voice.

“I'm going to let go of you now. If you cause Jeremy any more trouble, I will destroy your already pitiful existence.” With that, she let go of her and stepped back.

“You will regret what you've done!”

She yelled out.

“And you!” She pointed an accusing finger at Jeremy. “Don't think you are going to get away with this.” She spat and with that ran off.

"What the hell just happened?” His sister asked.

“I'm not sure where to begin.” He said quietly, watching as his wife to be walked towards him.

“Are you alright?” She asked evenly.

“I'm fine, are you? I mean, of course you are…”

“Can you move?” She examined him with her eyes.

“Yes, I can.”

“God, then you'll need to change into a tux, so we can get to court and get married.”

“Wait! What?” His sister looked over at him.

“What is she talking about, Jeremy?” His sister asked, fully facing him now.

“What the hell is going on here? What, aren't you saying anything?!”

“I'm sorry sis, but I'll have to leave right now, I'll explain when I get back.”

He told my sister, who looked less than pleased by his answer.

“Take care of mom and don't make her worry.”

With that, he rushed away from her and towards Ariel who was already getting into the car.

They drove in silence to the town hall, where there was a priest and a man, he assumed, were related to her.

The man began and they both said their vows in front of a priest and signed their marriage certificate in front of a judge.

It all happened a little too fast, but he guessed it had to since it was not a big elaborate wedding.

“You are awfully quiet.” Ariel said when they were in the car without looking at him.

“It's just… everything is happening so fast…”

“That's how court weddings work, Jeremy.”

“Not just the wedding…”

“Then what? Are you having second thoughts?” She asked, still looking straight ahead.

“No, not that… I have many questions.”

“The only answer you need to know is that yes, I will, in fact, provide everything I stated in the bar yesterday and more if you like.”

This time, she did look at me. My breath caught, she really did change a lot from the timid girl he used to know. She was beautiful. The kind of beauty that catches you off guard and proceeds to disarm you.

It was dumb and wishful thinking of him, but he wanted her in unholy and inappropriate ways that would make her sob in pleasure.

“Did you hear me?” Her voice penetrated his thoughts.

“Yeah.” He nodded a little too quickly.

The truth was, He hadn't heard a single thing she had said, but he was sure it didn't quite matter.

They stopped in the driveway of a big mansion that looked like a manor from the Victorian times.

He whistled out loud as he came down from the car, getting a better view of the place.

“This is huge." He said out loud.

“Yes, you'll be living here with me.” She said as she handed her jacket to one of her bodyguards.

She was wearing a pencil skirt that showed off her elegant curves and a black dress shirt that was tucked within. She looked like a woman that commands respect and power wherever she went without having to speak. He had no idea he was attracted to women in power until today.

“Are you going to come in, Jeremy,” She called from a distance.

“Yeah, certainly.” He said, and briskly followed her into the mansion.

“So, these are my terms of our marriage.” She slid a document to him

He opened the documents and read through it.

“Are you okay with everything?” She asked after giving him time to finish.

“I think so.”