Marrying the enemy: Foes to forever

Third pov

Groaning the figure lying on the bed stretches and tries to turn.

His muscular back with tattoos inked beautifully is on display with the sheets only covering from his back down to his knees.

Seeing as he is unable to stretch freely on his bed he opens one of his eye lids and immediately a scowl draws on his handsome face.

"The fuck are they still here for" He grumbles his morning voice deep and husky.

Sitting down on his bed while running his hand through his hair he looks at the other side of him to see a blonde lying there.

He stands up from his bed and turns to face the brunette who is awake.

"Wake blonde up and get out of my property" He says coldly and walks towards his bathroom, bare as the day he was born.

The brunette stares at his body an absentminded expression on her face.

Hermes Leroy,the billionaire playboy and also the heir to the Leroy mafia, the 24 year old man is the most desired man on the planet not only for his money but also his looks and the rumours circulating round the man.

Entering the huge bathroom with white black and grey interior he enters and heads straight to the glass which houses a shower big enough for four people.

Stepping inside he allows the water to cascade freely down his body while he runs his hand through his brown hair which has blonde streaks in it.

'Ring ring' the song of his phone ringing makes him turn his head towards the direction of the device.

Washing up he steps out and presses the green button.

"Where are you" The gruff voice on the other side asks the moment he picks up the call which makes him to roll his eyes.

"I'll be there soon I got caught up with something" Hermes replies and drags a white towel off the towel rack before beginning to clean his body.

"Caught up? You were out fooling around last night too Hermes, you need to-" He cuts the person off from going further with a chuckle.

"You need to chill grandpa, I'm young and need to enjoy my life" He says and a smirk tugs on his lips on remembering how his night went.

"There is a clear difference between enjoying your life and ruining your future, get here quickly your future bride and her family will be here sooon" His grandpa says and that is all he needs to hear for the smile on his face to fall and his expression to harden.

A scowl males itself present on his face when he remembers why he is doing all this.

Without saying a word he ends the call and wraps the towel around his waist before going to his walk in closet.

The closet is huge and each pieces of clothing hung on the hangers screams expensive, elegance and luxury.

He picks out a white dress shirt and black suit jacket and black pants before beginning to get ready after putting on a pair of black boxers.

He takes his time getting ready and when he is done he stands in front of a floor to ceiling mirror admiring his appearance while fixing the Rolex on his left wrist.

With a small smirk he turns around and walks out of his room.

Walking towards the elevator he presses the button which instantly takes him to a spacious living room designed with a similar theme to his bed room but with a touch of luxury.

"Good morning signore" The servants greet and he nods at them a cold expression on his handsome face.

He steps out and heads straight to the rolls royce which is parked in front of his penthouse, entering he starts driving towards the meeting place to meet the bride.

"Hey rico" Hermes says into the phone his tone giving out just how annoyed he is.

"Hermes my man how is it going, had fun last night" Frederico says and he could hear the laughter from his other friends making him roll his eyes but with a little smile on his lips.

"Hmm but now I have to get to this stupid meeting to meet the wife" He spits out the word 'wife's like its poison.

"Oh big bad playboy is getting tied down" Fitz his other friend teases and Hernes scoff.

"No woman can tie me down" He brags and with that they continue bickering amongst themselves.

Loud music plays in the background as he tries to distract himself and everything goes well with him until a force causes him to stop and his eyes widen.

"Shit"

"Not my baby" He mutters with wide eyes and steps out of his car hurriedly.

Hermes head straight to the back of his car and starts looking at the damage done and sees a small dent.

He continues starring at him when a soft voice makes him to snap his head backwards.

"Escuse me" She says softly and he turns to the sound of the voice to find a brown haired beauty with the greatest of eyes he has ever seen .

Her eyes look hypnotic and he finds himself drawn to it.

"Escuse you" Hermes replies sarcastically.

"Oh you grey eyed witch you hit my baby and all you can say is an 'excuse me'" He air coats glaring st her.

Faster than lightening her expression changes from soft to an angry expression .

"Oh you arrogant blonde sissy I was going to apologise for hitting your stupid baby but since you are so rude and obviously stupid I'll save it for another time" She answers crossing her hands over her chest but not before arranging her brown locks behind her ear.

"Did you just call me a sissy" Hermes asks taking threatening steps towards her.

By now people have begun to gather around them but neither cared.

"Yes I did you asshole whining over a car like it is unaffordable" She says and he lunges towards her only to stop at the sound of his phone ringing.

Looking at his screen he sees that it's his grandpa calling.

"You are lucky I have something to do but you better watch your back you grey eyed witch" He says pointing a threatening finger to her face and she slaps it away.

"You watch yours punk" And with that she puts her shades which were hanging on the top of her hair back on before matching towards her red Ferrari the red dress hugging her figure and causing distractions.

That is the first meeting between them and it all ended in a disaster.