JAMESI knew I was being a complete douche bag to Destiny, but I was pissed as hell. My father adding that final bit into the contract that drove me over the edge. I was done with him and Granddad trying to control me. Who the hell did they think they were anyway?And Destiny. Calling me out on my shit, she said. Yeah, I didn’t like it. She caught me out. I had a quickie in the bathroom at work with the hot new secretary of one of the associates. Mostly because I was angry at my father for basically tying me to Destiny. One little slipup and I would be out on my ass.Fine. I knew it wasn’t Destiny’s fault, I brought her into this mess. But did she have to be so…so frustratingly hot. I had a hard time keeping away from her and after seeing her naked… That image will be forever branded in my brain. I just went back to the spar to tease her; I didn’t expect her to jump out of her skin like that. Although, I’m not complaining. God, she’s gorgeous.“…and the wedding planner will contact yo
DESTINYThe week flew by way to fast, and my nerves were getting the better of me. James and I hardly saw each other, he was up early and didn’t wake me to go jogging with him. I must say I wasn’t too disappointed about it because I didn’t like running. It seemed he was avoiding me though ever since that kiss outside the restaurant.I touched my lips, looking at myself in the mirror, remembering what it felt like when he kissed me. It wasn’t a pretend kiss it felt too good. But I can’t allow myself to feel this way, he would never fall for me. I was just crushing on him because he was the first man I’ve ever allowed to come this close to me. Stupid hormones.Three years. How was I going to keep us this charade?“Destiny Johnson you are a stupid messed up girl! What were you thinking?” I told the girl in the mirror. I should never have agreed to this. But it was too late to back out now.Mrs. Donahue knocked on my bedroom door. “Dearie, the caterers are here. Are you coming down to sho
Moving to the beat of ‘Shake it off’ Ronan and I danced like nobody else were watching. He was a good dancer for someone so large. I laughed out loud as he twirled me around only to catch me by the waist pulling me back up close to him. My eyes found James and the scowl he sent my way gave me a feeling of spiteful pleasure. I held onto Ronan’s biceps.“My goodness, you’re very strong.” I said, batting my eyes at him.“All-natural babe,” he winked at me.James broke in. “May I borrow my girl for a minute.” It wasn’t a request the way he said it. The smile didn’t reach his eyes.“I’m holding you to your promise.” I said before James whisked me away.“What are you doing Destiny?” he pushed me into the scullery.“I’ve no idea what you mean James. I’m only trying to get to know your mates.” His grip on my arm started to hurt and I wriggled to get out of it.He pushed me against the wall. “You be careful Sugar. You don’t know Ronan like I do.” The look on his face scared me. This was a new
JAMESWhat the hell was wrong with me? When I saw Ronan touching Destiny I wanted to knock his head off. Of course I was just looking out for her because I knew what a player Ronan was, and I didn’t want to see her get hurt. Nothing more than that.“Sorry mate I overreacted.” I held my hand out for a shake.Ronan sniggered and shook my hand. “You’re smitten. Understandable.”Smitten? Not me. She was gorgeous and I felt the attraction, but smitten? No sir. She was too young and innocent.“Hey, go and enjoy the party. We’ll be right down.” I wanted to check on Destiny.“Sure…” Ronan said and winked at me. I knew what he was thinking which was fine by me. Let them believe that I went after her for a quickie. We were engaged after all. I smirked back at him and knocked on her bedroom door.“Go away James,” she called out.No way Sugar. I went in. This was my house after all.Destiny had changed into a T-shirt and shorts. I loved looking at her legs. Her hair was still wet, and the droplet
DESTINYA week later Kaitlyn came to pick me up. She made an appointment at an exclusive wedding boutique for me. Our wedding planner waited for us. The time had come to pick a dress. I was a bundle of nerves; my hands were all sweaty and gross. I kept telling myself that it was just a dress it didn’t mean anything seeing as this wasn’t a real wedding. But it felt as real as can be.We were welcomed by the store manager herself, a lady with large glasses resting on her chest and nails like talons, long and painted red with a ring on every finger except her thumbs which I found fascinating. Kaitlyn introduced me to the wedding planner, a Miss Tasha Vandervalk.“Stunning. You’ll make a lovely bride. Just lovely.” The manager clasped her hands together, inspecting me all over. “I believe we have just the right dress for you, my angel.” Her smile revealed big horsey teeth which seemed too big for her mouth.“Yes, there are some exclusive labels here that I think will suffice.” The wedding
The day of our official engagement party came way too fast. My nerves were on edge, forming knots in my stomach as James stopped in front of one of the fancy hotels owned by the Barrington group.“Hey,” James took my hand in his, “It won’t be so bad. Just smile and look gorgeous. You do, by the way.” He smiled his sexy, dimpled smile which made my knees feel like jelly.“I don’t know about this.” I pulled back, hesitating to go through the revolving doors.A slight frown marred the space between his eyes. “Are you getting cold feet on me now, Sugar? You look like you could bolt.”I wished I could. I smoothed down my Christian Dior scallop dress. It was white and showed off my curves. The heels were killing me, and the night hadn’t even started. I didn’t fancy white that much, but James said it suited me. Virginal white. He was never going to let that go. James was dressed in his usual black pants, no jacket and his black dress shirt rolled up at the sleeves. No matter what he wore he
“What the hell, James?” I whispered through clenched teeth while trying to smile at the faces watching us. “Who is she?”“My past, come back to haunt me.” James said, staring at the woman across the table.“I’m Jenna, by the way, James’ ex-fiancée.” She held out a delicate right hand to me and I had no choice but to gently touch her perfectly manicured fingers to mine.“Destiny.” I tried to smile.Grandfather Barrington sipped his wine innocently, but I caught a glint in those blue eyes of his, and it made me wary. He was up to something, and it spelled trouble.“Jenna, I’m surprised to see you here.” Lord Barrington said, casting cold glances at his father. The waiters began bringing in the first course, the starter, and the string quartet played a soft, haunting melody.Jenna had the most gorgeous grey eyes; they reminded me of a cat I once had when growing up.“Yes, I must say I hesitated to come at first, but Grandfather insisted.” She smiled at the old man who looked as if butter
Why the hell did I start to cry? Maybe it was because Ronan’s face was so sympathetic and he talked to me so softly, unlike his usual booming tone. The next thing I knew I was in his embrace, and he stroked my back to comfort me. It didn’t feel the same as when James held me, but it felt good. He was so solid.“I’m sorry, so sorry. I didn’t mean to bawl like this. It’s just…” I tried to pull away from him, but he wasn’t letting me go.“Shh, it’s okay. It’s been too much. You can cry on my shoulder any time, honey.” Ronan petted my head. He was so tall I couldn't reach his shoulder even if I stood on my tiptoes. That made me smile.“I would need a ladder,” I said and chuckled. He handed me a serviette to wipe my nose.“See, now that’s better. You have a stunning smile.”“Destiny?” James came rushing up to us. “What the fuck?” he scowled at Ronan who had his arm around my waist. “Why are you crying, Sugar?” he pulled me away from Ronan.“You should know, daft fucker.” Ronan spat at him.