\Grey Remington\ I can’t believe that I am putting so much into getting married to that spoilt brat of Donald’s family, and I have had to go ahead plotting and plotting with a series of background checks just to get close enough to her so that at the end of the day she falls so deeply in love with me to the point that only the things that I want are the only things she wants.“Now, all I just have to do is to get this excuse of a party over and done with so that I can be rest assured that I am drawing closer and closer in my revenge plans against the Donald’s,” I mentally prepare myself to step out of the car in the company of the entourage that I brought with me, especially the bodyguards so that none of the Donald’s will dare ask me why my family members are not present at my wedding. “Are you having second thoughts?” my best friend Kyle inquires, getting my attention in his direction. “If you don’t want to go through with this wedding, we can always turn the car around now and I

/Valeri’s POV/“These days, I find it hard to understand how ordinary assistants, for example, errand boys clean up nicely and afford expensive things,” she says checking Grey out and dusting his collar slightly even though there is nothing on the collar and my jaw drops in shock because how could my bitch sister refer to an egoistic person like Grey as an errand boy……I am so sure that he is not going to let this slide. “The truth is that I wanted to ask for your hand in marriage without being too obvious about it,” he says, confusing me further because, at this point, I find it hard to understand if I am the one he is talking to since he is looking at Mathilda instead. “It is understandable that your boss has heard a lot about our family and because of that he wants to be related to us, so where is he?” she inquires looking around the room while I follow her eyes to search for who she is looking for with her because at this point I feel that there is something that she is seeing tha

|GREY’s POV| Kyle and I make our way out of the party venue into the elevator without saying anything to each other, but I am 100 percent sure that without me having to say anything, he can tell that I am so pissed and today is not just the day that I can wear my poker face and pretend that everything is right because I hate people testing me, spying on me and trying to act smart with me, but those words perfectly describe what Maddison is trying to do with me and I am not enjoying it at all. “I will stand guard outside,” Kyle offers as soon as we walk out of the elevator and approach the said room 306 which has an epoxy resin sign with 306 displaying through the work of art, indicating that I am at the right place and Madison’s assistant that I don’t like, standing in front of the room as if his job description is that of a bodyguard instead of a personal assistant. “Thank you,” I mutter before going in because sometimes I get the feeling that I don’t show that I value my best fri

/Grey’s POV/ Thankfully, the sham of a wedding has finally come to an end, and all I just need to do now is to make a mental note of a few people that has close ties to Jack Donald’s and his company because I think they may come in handy eventually. “Hey man,” I lean backward in an attempt to give Kyle instructions, then it suddenly occurs to me that he is nowhere around because he was busy spreading his gospel during my wedding, trying to mingle with his latest catch that turned out to be the feisty blonde from earlier. Anyway, I don’t blame him…..man’s got to do what they have to do to keep his body and soul together more so, we have been through a whole lot today so he should get to blow some steam while I carry on with my plans. “There he is,” Jack Donald’s voice resounds, pointing in my direction. “Grey……” he calls out to me. “Meet Mr. Collins, one of the latest investors in our fashion house,” Jack Donald introduces me and I pause as I take in the sight of Madison’s fa

/Grey’s POV/ “Can I talk to you for a few seconds?” I speak up, gesturing at Kyle after leaving everyone to jubilate for a while. “As long as you people talking means that I get take my bestie inside, then you guys will be joining us later, then I am super cool with that,” she tables her condition while I stop to process what she is saying especially because Kyle keeps acting like he doesn’t know that I just want to get rid of the talkative blonde so that we can talk in private. “Whatever sails your boat,” I reply to her because I will subscribe to anything just to get her off my track. “I like that…” she says sending me an exaggerated wink while shaking her body back and forth. “I know that we are going to get along so well,” she says as she moves from my side and goes away from the window. “What the hell man?” I mouth to Kyle as soon as Miss Blonde’s attention is focused on talking to my little crush. “Calm down man! I got this,” he assures me, and I hiss because he is ac