The rise of a cab driver son-in-law to a billionaire.

03

Chapter 3:

Driving the cab downtown, Ethan never felt the same anymore, feeling like he could get there and remotely got sent off, and got bruised up by the bouncers.

That was what always happened to Mr Charleston, a CEO of a great business company. Though he inherited it in some goddamn ways from his grandpa but that doesn't mean. As far as the world cares to say, "Mr Charleston, young master to Jon's family. The third billionaire's family in Jag city."

Checking the address again on his phone, as he used the other hand to hold Sprint Turtle. He checked and found out that it was just a basement downtown.

Not Mr Charleston's house, but couldn't still feel settled in.

He rode and parked in the parking lot, as he climbed down and put off his helmet.

He found no bouncers, probably maybe they were resting somewhere far from the basement.

He could hear the music buzzing from the basement, he thought, "I wonder what this fucker got this time around" What was that supposedly meant? That he would find something more silly than what he has found once or what exactly?

He hits his hand on the door badly. Oh shit, they couldn't hear him knocking. Whosoever stays in that door couldn't hear him knocking.

He holds the knob and gently swirls it, yeah, it opened. A smile tangles on his lips. As he opened the door, the first eye set was on TV playing in the living room.

He walked halfway in front of a couch seated right in front of the TV.

Boom!, something hit the sacks by the storeroom. He sprints about just to find a rat running Fast Way to his hole.

He proceeded inside, just getting into the lounge. He finds Mr Charleston. Oops, he might not be the one. But no way could he have misunderstood what he had seen before. The same body shape, the same type of shoulder, and the same panties brand.

He tangled into a lady, yeah, might have gotten lost as Mr. Charleston kept on kissing her neck making her moan heavily, but not over the TV.

He took another step as Mr Charleston sprinted around, grabbing an opened Hennessy's bottle, and wanted to throw it off the intruder.

"Don't you know what is called privacy?" Mr Charleston asked, standing up.

But that wasn't the matter now, taking a good picture of who was seated. Ethan Allen finds his contracted wife, Elena in her undies. His face fell, the cab key in his hand dropping. He wasn't sure if his sight was working well enough, or if it might be his dream.

Ethan rubbed his face off and then stared again.

"Raven, is that you? You cheated on me?" Ethan asked, his mouth opening in disbelief. "What am I even saying? Do you Like this? How could you?" He gazed in disbelief, his face filled with confusion and heartache.

Elena stood up, and without any hint of remorse in her tone, she interjected, "Who are you to tell me that? Don't you know the difference between cheating and fun? I'm just having fun with my lover, Charleston."

Like that wasn't enough, mentioning Charleston was her girlfriend was completely shocking.

"We are married, Elena. You and your family have stomped on me every time, but I haven't been saying anything, this is the height of everything, this is fucking unbelievable..." He thundered, clenching his fists together, glaring tentatively at Charleston, attempting to hit him across his face. But what could he do when life was unlucky for him? With a dismissive thought, he prepared to leave. But Charleston's words brought him to a stop.

"Pick that up boy," Mr Charleston said, holding him back, a mischievous smirk laced his face, like someone who already achieved his aim. Ethan jerks his hand off. "Aren't you here to pick up fares, why don't you just stick to that? Isn't she way out of your league, how can you be competing with an extraordinary man like me" he said skeptically.

Out of annoyance, Ethan gave him a blow on his face down as he held his face. Leading to a shock, trying not to cause any more trouble. He stepped out of your building. But he couldn't take this as he rushed back and bounced on him. But his wife 's words bring him to a stop.

"Will you stop this already, Aren't you aware it's contracted marriage, and we both agreed I can end things when I want, so stop acting like a lover boy who's out of his mind" She thundered, her tone vulnerable. Ethan was disappointed, even if it was a contract marriage, he still respected the bond of their marital life. But this is unacceptable.

"Get out now, you poor jerk!" Mr Charleston cussed, moving closer ready to retaliate for attacking him. But Ethan threw him another punch which hit his jaws as he fell on the couch.

"Stop this, Ethan!" Elena yelled frustrated, but Ethan had got to his limit, as he was done listening. He was deeply hurt and emotionally downcast. Ethan paws on him, as he begins giving punches.

Mr Charleston crawls his hand down the chair, finding protection as Ethan rushes him more punches on the face.

His hands find it — a bottle, he hits it on Ethan's head and Ethan falls on the other side.

"Let's see what you've got boy!" Mr Charleston said, cheerfully. As he bounces on Ethan and begins rushing him he punches on the face.

"Shit!" Elena quickly picked up a cell phone and called the police.

Within ten minutes, there were heavy sirens outside the house. As cops entered, pulled Mr Charleston up.

As Ethan was handcuffed, Ethan spat at Mr. Charleston. Glaring tentatively at him like an angry lion.

"This isn't over!" Ethan yelled as he tried to keep his emotions in line. "You both disgust me" He thundered, feeling deeply hurt. Even though it was a contracted marriage, he had started falling for her over the years and this was just too much for him to take in.

"I'll make you rot in jail for laying your sticking hands on me!" Mr Charleston yelled as Ethan was taken away by the cops.

Mr Charleston was left in the room, as a cop was still standing inside the house.

"Did he hurt you, Mrs Mick?" The cop asked.

"No—" Elena replied, but before she could say it all, she was intercepted by Mr Charleston.

"Isn't this enough evidence? That son of a bitch punches the hell out of me, I Charleston." He yelled, his pride taking the better of him.

"We know that, but we can't keep him behind the bar for too long. We have got to release him today, else the government might..." The detective paused, he knew completely his state might make him lose his job as Mr. Charleston's connection was not what  he could handle.

"That is fine. I'll still deal with him anyway." Mr Charleston gritted his teeth as the cop left. Elena quickly cuddled him and kissed him.

"I'm sorry for that!" Elena apologized.

"Oh yeah, that guy got some crack!" Mr Charleston chuckled, still not calm. "He knows how to throw some punches! But anyway I think a kiss will solve this " They both laugh out loud, before leaning closer and cutting up into a longer-term kiss.

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At the counter, A policeman stood in front of Ethan Allen. Ethan was in down.

Spending three good years with a woman; and just finding out that she was cheating with someone. Someone better than you hurts his ego and makes him less as a man.

He felt the surge to kill, he felt the surge to murder Mr Charleston.

The policeman smiled, before speaking, "Mr Ethan, you seemed to have forgotten that assaulting is something the law goes against. You should be thankful that Mr Charleston didn't want to sue you for assaulting him!"

"Assaulting, right? What will you call sleeping with someone's wife?" Ethan chuckled, sarcastically. "Isn't it funny that you arrested only me when we both got into a fight" He finds it hard that the country system was so bad as only the poor got punished for crimes committed by two, but because of the position they always do anything they like. The cops asked him to watch his manners as he wouldn't tolerate any taunt for him and implied from the look of things he was the violent one and were the one who had picked a fight.

"And if it was your wife you see with a man, having Intimacy, kissing so passionately when you didn't get the chance to even touch her without permission "He asked the cop, he was speechless but knowing he couldn't help the situation, and couldn't get justice unless he's ready to lose his life, he released him and asked him to go away.

Ethan Allen walked out of the station as he paraded the street of Jag, he found somewhere trying to get solace, and rest his head knowing he can't return to the cab company.

After the night fell he walked back home with the little hope left, getting home he met her in the living room with a some papers. She stretched it forwards as he moved closer.

"This is divorce papers, signed them right now. I have got my signature on them " he stares at the paper.