The Son-In-Law’s Revenge

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"How is it my fault your life turned out so terrible?" She asks with a shrug, looking at Sebastian for validation, "Nobody boards a sinking ship Logan. So get out of your feelings and get your shit together. I've moved on Lolo and I've found someone better" she says with a smile as he hugs her soon-to-be husband, "I'm sure you will too if you look hard enough. I mean, there's gotta be someone better than me out there. Right baby?" She asks Sebastian, who stalls for a while, looking up at the ceiling as if trying to think.

"Nah, I highly doubt it" he replies

"Hmph!" She sighed feigning a bit of sadness, " I guess you're right baby. There is no one better than me" she said at which point they both broke out into laughter.

"What a bitch" Lucas thinks as he glares at the couple.

Logan tries hard to keep his cool, but how can he?

His emotions are welling up inside him. "He'll pop at this rate," Lucas thinks.

"You were right Lucas" Logan finally breaks his silence, startling Lucas a little bit.

"Uhh, I was?" He responds, not knowing what to say.

"I should have just moved on. What was I thinking?" He asks Lucas with a smile, "Love? That shit doesn't exist." He mutters as he stares at the shiny marble floors smiling. "You hear that everyone?! There ain't no such thing as love!" He yells at the crowd as he turns around, looking at them.

"And as for you...." He says to Chanel, "You're a piece of shit. Hell, you're worse than shit. You're nothing more than a gold-digging whore!" He yells, his index finger pointing at her.

"Hey, don't you dare talk to my wife that way!" Sebastian yells at him.

"Fuck you" Logan cusses at him, looking at him condescendingly.

"What are you.....? Guards! Get these charlatans!" Sebastian orders.

"Ah man, we're so fucked" Lucas whispers to Logan. Logan, however, is unfazed. He stares at the approaching security guards calmly.

"Stay back man" Logan says to Lucas.

"What in the world is he thinking?" Lucas thinks as he stares at Logan who has already taken up a fighting stance.

The bodyguards launched themselves at him, and in a matter of seconds, he had disarmed the whole lot of them!

Chanel stares in shock, her jaw almost dropping.

"He was never even the fighting type" she reckons in her mind as she tries to take a walk down memory lane, recalling in her head all the times he had been beaten up while trying to protect her. It was what even attracted her to him in the first place!

Panting heavily, Logan glances around to see if there are any guards left. Lucas is stunned and so are the spectators whose faces betray their surprise at the unexpected outcome.

"I see you got some fighting lessons in jail" Sebastian comments, totally unimpressed by the performance. "Well I would like to be civil and simply get you arrested again for this, but I see prison has taught you nothing." He says.

"I'd like to wipe that smug look off your face if you don't mind," Logan says as he ripped off the white chef uniform he was wearing, exposing his perfectly toned body with a Chinese inscription tattooed vertically down his belly.

"Pfft" Sebastian scoffs, looking at Logan with disdain evident on his face, "Well, unfortunately, I can't reduce myself so much as to get into a fight with you. I'll have my boys take care of you," he says.

"In case you didn't notice bonehead, your boys are still on the floor" Logan responds, pointing at them.

"Oh those aren't my boys" he responds with a smirk on his face as he picks puts his phone to his ear............

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Local Mexican bar filled with big tattooed jocks shouting as they place their bets, drink huge glasses of ale, or play pool. The bar is a bit foggy, filled with the smoke of reefers and blunts of all kinds. At the corner, where the betting table is located, a huge bearded jock with an unbuttoned sleeveless grey denim jacket sits, staring intensely at his cards and glancing at the opponents at the table. Beside him is a sexy brunette Latina with a purple crop top, exposing most of her cleavage, and a pair of blue mini-shorts. She's got a heart tattoo on her right shoulder wrapped with a black crown of thorns.

"Bam! I win" he yells as he displays his cards on the table followed by a hearty laughter. "So all of you, pay up" he orders as he beckons with his fingers rubbing each other. With muffled murmurs and grumbles, they all placed their money on the table and he raked them in. "Well, that was a nice game now, wasn't it?" He asks, to which he gets no reply except the resentful eyes of the players. Suddenly.......

"Buzz! Buzz!" His phone rings. It's with the girl standing beside him.

"Who the hell is that Carmen?" He asks as he puffs his blunt and counts his money meticulously, not even so much as glancing in her direction.

"It's Sebastian, Papi" she responds as she hands the phone over to him. He picks up.

"Hey Sebastian, what's good mi amigo?" He greets as he picks up.

"It's Sebastian dammit" the voice retorts.

"But I prefer Sebraschan, muchacho" he teases.

"Why you..... Hwweeww...I'm not gonna fight about this now. Anyway, I want you to come over and fuck one little muchacho here up" the voice says.

"Then you called the right number. I'll be there in five" he says just before cutting the call.

"Okay boys, we've got business to attend to" he announces as he gets to his feet and tosses his blunt on the floor, snuffing it out with the hard sole of his leather boot.

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*** Back at the wedding venue ***

"Oh no, you're fucked" Sebastian says with a confident smirk as he puts his phone back in his pocket.

"What? You think another set of weak-ass kids like these" Logan says, pointing at the bodyguards lying on the floor, "are gonna pose any threat to me? Pfft!" He scoffs.