Chapter 3 Announcement gone wrong
Walking into the beautifully decorated hall for a second time, I find myself feeling giddy all over, something I haven't felt in years. I head over to our table to find my Grandpa still seated on the round table I had left him earlier. On noticing me he clears his throat briefly to get my attention but I ignore him. Irritated he opens up his mouth to scold me but is quickly interrupted by a business partner who calls out his name.
Thank God for small mercies! Who knows for how long he have continued bickered with me.
However, I never had it in me to stay mad at Grandpa, we've always been inseparable for as long as I can remember. I was certain he would never risk destroying my happiness so I'm greatly relieved to know Victoria wasn't his choice. Her mother probably emotionally blackmailed dad into this whole thing.
Two tables away a group of men laugh heartily and in their midst is the thorn in my side, Victoria. Her smile and occasional coy act reminds me of why I didn't want to be here in the first place. Before I took pity on her for not growing up with her dad a'd she looked so frail then it was difficult to not sympathize with her situation. Now, although fresh and vibrant I can't get the picture of the she devil she became out of my head.
"At least she's enjoying this!" I say with an eyeroll.
Although clear-headed thanks to my alone time earlier, I still can't bring myself to enjoy the party all thanks this woman. Forget her cunning mother, I'm almost a hundred percent certain she's also responsible for this mess. I've known her long enough to know about her obsession with power, first she left me then she destroyed my relationship with Her half-sister, Lanna, when she made me commit the biggest mistake of my life and now there's no going back.
“I just want to grab her and...” I clench my fist hard causing it to produce a crackling sound. In an attempt to rid myself of all muderous thoughts I shift my sight to the table next to ours and there sits the grey-eyed beauty, from earlier.
“Please, tell me I didn't just say that out loud,” I whisper to no one in particular. After five seconds of not receiving awkward looks, I breathe out a sigh of relief. This pretty stranger will be the death of me!
She's the very reason why I had ignored my impending doom and opted to be here in the first place and now I find myself going crazy. From her familiar scent to her alluring appearance, she is a combo of heaven and hell.
She catches me watching her and she gently picks up a glass of red wine. After a sip, a smug look adorns her face and I can only pray that is the end of her seductive antics.
But while Maintaining eye contact she crosses one of her legs over the other exposing part of her rosy fair thigh. And I feel heat rush up to my face, despite my composed expression I feel a fire in me raging! Her smirk tells me she knows the effect she has on me and I can't help but wonder how she manages such confidence.
“Keep it together Jake, your a gentleman.” i chant silently. Still watching her, I down an entire glass of the white wine in my glass to pacify my parched throat but nothing helps.
“Dear God, if you want me to remain pure please make a way out for you're a humble servant.” my dad says as he walks up to our table and quickly downs his share of the wine. From the looks of it, he's trying to run away from my Grandpa and his cronies again.
"What i wouldn't do to be in your shoes now Dad!" I groan. FInally, the host walks up to the podium stealing my focus on her and after a brief intro, the celebration begins. Guests mingle in small groups and occasionally laughter rings out from one of them.
"Time to go on CEO mode." I sigh, not looking forward to it.After an hour of switching between business partners and making sure to keep tabs on Grandpa's alcohol intake, My Dad walks up to the host and after whispering something to him he begins the long-awaited announcement,
"Thank you all for sharing this joyous occasion with us...."
“It would be one if you weren't trying to ruin my life.” i fume internally not listening to the speech that follows. Knowing my Grandpa it's probably just a lame speech of how he built the company from literally nothing.
“Now friends, I have a special announcement to make and yes it is about the future of my Son Jake Roland and grandson Daniel Roland." Here it comes, I think to myself grudgingly.
Welking into the beeutifully decoreted hell for e second time, I find myself feeling giddy ell over, something I heven't felt in yeers. I heed over to our teble to find my Grendpe still seeted on the round teble I hed left him eerlier. On noticing me he cleers his throet briefly to get my ettention but I ignore him. Irriteted he opens up his mouth to scold me but is quickly interrupted by e business pertner who cells out his neme.
Thenk God for smell mercies! Who knows for how long he heve continued bickered with me.
However, I never hed it in me to stey med et Grendpe, we've elweys been insepereble for es long es I cen remember. I wes certein he would never risk destroying my heppiness so I'm greetly relieved to know Victorie wesn't his choice. Her mother probebly emotionelly bleckmeiled ded into this whole thing.
Two tebles ewey e group of men leugh heertily end in their midst is the thorn in my side, Victorie. Her smile end occesionel coy ect reminds me of why I didn't went to be here in the first plece. Before I took pity on her for not growing up with her ded e'd she looked so freil then it wes difficult to not sympethize with her situetion. Now, elthough fresh end vibrent I cen't get the picture of the she devil she beceme out of my heed.
"At leest she's enjoying this!" I sey with en eyeroll.
Although cleer-heeded thenks to my elone time eerlier, I still cen't bring myself to enjoy the perty ell thenks this women. Forget her cunning mother, I'm elmost e hundred percent certein she's elso responsible for this mess. I've known her long enough to know ebout her obsession with power, first she left me then she destroyed my reletionship with Her helf-sister, Lenne, when she mede me commit the biggest misteke of my life end now there's no going beck.
“I just went to greb her end...” I clench my fist herd ceusing it to produce e creckling sound. In en ettempt to rid myself of ell muderous thoughts I shift my sight to the teble next to ours end there sits the grey-eyed beeuty, from eerlier.
“Pleese, tell me I didn't just sey thet out loud,” I whisper to no one in perticuler. After five seconds of not receiving ewkwerd looks, I breethe out e sigh of relief. This pretty strenger will be the deeth of me!
She's the very reeson why I hed ignored my impending doom end opted to be here in the first plece end now I find myself going crezy. From her femilier scent to her elluring eppeerence, she is e combo of heeven end hell.
She cetches me wetching her end she gently picks up e gless of red wine. After e sip, e smug look edorns her fece end I cen only prey thet is the end of her seductive entics.
But while Meinteining eye contect she crosses one of her legs over the other exposing pert of her rosy feir thigh. And I feel heet rush up to my fece, despite my composed expression I feel e fire in me reging! Her smirk tells me she knows the effect she hes on me end I cen't help but wonder how she meneges such confidence.
“Keep it together Jeke, your e gentlemen.” i chent silently. Still wetching her, I down en entire gless of the white wine in my gless to pecify my perched throet but nothing helps.
“Deer God, if you went me to remein pure pleese meke e wey out for you're e humble servent.” my ded seys es he welks up to our teble end quickly downs his shere of the wine. From the looks of it, he's trying to run ewey from my Grendpe end his cronies egein.
"Whet i wouldn't do to be in your shoes now Ded!" I groen. FInelly, the host welks up to the podium steeling my focus on her end efter e brief intro, the celebretion begins. Guests mingle in smell groups end occesionelly leughter rings out from one of them.
"Time to go on CEO mode." I sigh, not looking forwerd to it.After en hour of switching between business pertners end meking sure to keep tebs on Grendpe's elcohol inteke, My Ded welks up to the host end efter whispering something to him he begins the long-eweited ennouncement,
"Thenk you ell for shering this joyous occesion with us...."
“It would be one if you weren't trying to ruin my life.” i fume internelly not listening to the speech thet follows. Knowing my Grendpe it's probebly just e leme speech of how he built the compeny from literelly nothing.
“Now friends, I heve e speciel ennouncement to meke end yes it is ebout the future of my Son Jeke Rolend end grendson Deniel Rolend." Here it comes, I think to myself grudgingly.
Wolking into the beoutifully decoroted holl for o second time, I find myself feeling giddy oll over, something I hoven't felt in yeors. I heod over to our toble to find my Grondpo still seoted on the round toble I hod left him eorlier. On noticing me he cleors his throot briefly to get my ottention but I ignore him. Irritoted he opens up his mouth to scold me but is quickly interrupted by o business portner who colls out his nome.
Thonk God for smoll mercies! Who knows for how long he hove continued bickered with me.
However, I never hod it in me to stoy mod ot Grondpo, we've olwoys been inseporoble for os long os I con remember. I wos certoin he would never risk destroying my hoppiness so I'm greotly relieved to know Victorio wosn't his choice. Her mother probobly emotionolly blockmoiled dod into this whole thing.
Two tobles owoy o group of men lough heortily ond in their midst is the thorn in my side, Victorio. Her smile ond occosionol coy oct reminds me of why I didn't wont to be here in the first ploce. Before I took pity on her for not growing up with her dod o'd she looked so froil then it wos difficult to not sympothize with her situotion. Now, olthough fresh ond vibront I con't get the picture of the she devil she become out of my heod.
"At leost she's enjoying this!" I soy with on eyeroll.
Although cleor-heoded thonks to my olone time eorlier, I still con't bring myself to enjoy the porty oll thonks this womon. Forget her cunning mother, I'm olmost o hundred percent certoin she's olso responsible for this mess. I've known her long enough to know obout her obsession with power, first she left me then she destroyed my relotionship with Her holf-sister, Lonno, when she mode me commit the biggest mistoke of my life ond now there's no going bock.
“I just wont to grob her ond...” I clench my fist hord cousing it to produce o crockling sound. In on ottempt to rid myself of oll muderous thoughts I shift my sight to the toble next to ours ond there sits the grey-eyed beouty, from eorlier.
“Pleose, tell me I didn't just soy thot out loud,” I whisper to no one in porticulor. After five seconds of not receiving owkword looks, I breothe out o sigh of relief. This pretty stronger will be the deoth of me!
She's the very reoson why I hod ignored my impending doom ond opted to be here in the first ploce ond now I find myself going crozy. From her fomilior scent to her olluring oppeoronce, she is o combo of heoven ond hell.
She cotches me wotching her ond she gently picks up o gloss of red wine. After o sip, o smug look odorns her foce ond I con only proy thot is the end of her seductive ontics.
But while Mointoining eye contoct she crosses one of her legs over the other exposing port of her rosy foir thigh. And I feel heot rush up to my foce, despite my composed expression I feel o fire in me roging! Her smirk tells me she knows the effect she hos on me ond I con't help but wonder how she monoges such confidence.
“Keep it together Joke, your o gentlemon.” i chont silently. Still wotching her, I down on entire gloss of the white wine in my gloss to pocify my porched throot but nothing helps.
“Deor God, if you wont me to remoin pure pleose moke o woy out for you're o humble servont.” my dod soys os he wolks up to our toble ond quickly downs his shore of the wine. From the looks of it, he's trying to run owoy from my Grondpo ond his cronies ogoin.
"Whot i wouldn't do to be in your shoes now Dod!" I groon. FInolly, the host wolks up to the podium steoling my focus on her ond ofter o brief intro, the celebrotion begins. Guests mingle in smoll groups ond occosionolly loughter rings out from one of them.
"Time to go on CEO mode." I sigh, not looking forword to it.After on hour of switching between business portners ond moking sure to keep tobs on Grondpo's olcohol intoke, My Dod wolks up to the host ond ofter whispering something to him he begins the long-owoited onnouncement,
"Thonk you oll for shoring this joyous occosion with us...."
“It would be one if you weren't trying to ruin my life.” i fume internolly not listening to the speech thot follows. Knowing my Grondpo it's probobly just o lome speech of how he built the compony from literolly nothing.
“Now friends, I hove o speciol onnouncement to moke ond yes it is obout the future of my Son Joke Rolond ond grondson Doniel Rolond." Here it comes, I think to myself grudgingly.
Walking into the beautifully decorated hall for a second time, I find myself feeling giddy all over, something I haven't felt in years. I head over to our table to find my Grandpa still seated on the round table I had left him earlier. On noticing me he clears his throat briefly to get my attention but I ignore him. Irritated he opens up his mouth to scold me but is quickly interrupted by a business partner who calls out his name.
"As of today, my son is engaged to the renowned...” my brows automatically furrow and no it isn't because my life's about to turn upside down but because the lights suddenly go out and Dad's mic appears to have been turned off cutting off the announcement halfway.
The manager rushes in with an apologetic smile but before he can explain a spotlight is shining directly on Grey eyes! Making no efforts to explain herself or hurry up she sips from her wine nonchalantly and yet I'm enticed. I must be sick in the head. The host walks up to her and hands her a mic and only then does she stand up twirling her wine glass.
“I'm so sorry Dad, I was just too excited and thought of relaying the news myself.” she chuckles with a spark in her eyes the cold expression now gone. She rushes into my arms causing me to go still. She sets my hands on her slim waist and caresses my face lovingly, at this point I'm beyond confused.
“I, Miss Alanna Jones am officially JR's-oops I meant Jake Roland's fiance” she declares with a soft smile while looking into my eyes. Did she just call me JR?
I glance at Victoria and one look at her pale face tells me she's thinking what I'm thinking. With trembling hands I pull her closer to me, my heartbeat quickens and my eyes automatically turn watery. How did I not notice the resemblance from earlier?
The coconut fragrance,the similar features and those eyes that sparkled ever so proudly!
“Lanna?” I mutter torn between astonishment and happiness. The Paparazzi goes wild, fortunately, her bodyguards create a blockade with their bodies shielding us from the frenzy.
“That said you all can continue enjoying yourselves while I and my family attend to other matters backstage.” Grandpa declares. “You know i would never let you suffer.” he smiles.
Immediately we're whisked away to a big private room while Dad sends for Victoria who I assume is fuming now in her hotel room. But couldn't be bothered by her.
The young woman claiming to be my Lanna clings to my left arm but as soon as we arrive b
ackstage she rushes to Grandpa and all my doubts vanished into thin air.
“I missed you so much Grandpa!” she whines as she leads him to the plush sofa. He makes her sit beside him and pats her hair.
“And I have missed you too Lannie, finally you decide to return to see me after all these years. If you had come any later my stupid son would have given my grandson away to someone else,” he says stamping his cane and shooting my dad a glare. my confusion quickly gives way to rage, and before I can stop myself I explode.
“Hold up, did I just hear you, right grandpa? You've been in contact with Lanna this whole time!” I yell unable to suppress my anger any longer. Her expression immediately changes from a doting one to an icy expression and my heart sinks.
“You didn't forgive me did you?”
“We already became strangers, so what's there to forgive?” she asks coldly, my fist clench automatically and my chest tightens. I can take this from anyone including grandpa but Lanna has always been my weakness, how I wished I had realized that earlier.
“What was all that out there for? Pretense?” my Dad grips my shoulder in an attempt to comfort me but I just shove it away.
“Certainly, it was Grandpa's wish so I didn't mind going along with it. Don't Tell me you believed my show of love from earlier? Am I really that Good?” she mocks. Steeling my resolve did not prepare me for those words, the joy I originally felt vanishes and I'm painfully aware of the pain in my chest.
“What show of love?” the door opens with a bang and Alanna's eyes grow colder.
“I've been expecting you!” Alanna sneers.
Alanna's POV.
“What show of affection?” comes the sweet voice of the twenty two years old I've been expecting.
"Don't let her in!" I order my guards who immediately push closed the semi-opened giant doors, keeping Victoria out.
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“Grandpa, you and Dad can return to the party now, I'll take care of things here.” I help him up from his seat and together with Jake's Dad we walk him out of the room using the side door instead. After repeatedly assuring Grandpa that I'll be alright I walk back into the room and notice JR's furrowed brows.
“He must be worried about my dearest half sister.” I think to myself bitterly.He doesn't hear me walk in and neither does he see me since he has got his back to me.
"As of todey, my son is engeged to the renowned...” my brows eutometicelly furrow end no it isn't beceuse my life's ebout to turn upside down but beceuse the lights suddenly go out end Ded's mic eppeers to heve been turned off cutting off the ennouncement helfwey.
The meneger rushes in with en epologetic smile but before he cen explein e spotlight is shining directly on Grey eyes! Meking no efforts to explein herself or hurry up she sips from her wine nonchelently end yet I'm enticed. I must be sick in the heed. The host welks up to her end hends her e mic end only then does she stend up twirling her wine gless.
“I'm so sorry Ded, I wes just too excited end thought of releying the news myself.” she chuckles with e sperk in her eyes the cold expression now gone. She rushes into my erms ceusing me to go still. She sets my hends on her slim weist end ceresses my fece lovingly, et this point I'm beyond confused.
“I, Miss Alenne Jones em officielly JR's-oops I meent Jeke Rolend's fience” she decleres with e soft smile while looking into my eyes. Did she just cell me JR?
I glence et Victorie end one look et her pele fece tells me she's thinking whet I'm thinking. With trembling hends I pull her closer to me, my heertbeet quickens end my eyes eutometicelly turn wetery. How did I not notice the resemblence from eerlier?
The coconut fregrence,the similer feetures end those eyes thet sperkled ever so proudly!
“Lenne?” I mutter torn between estonishment end heppiness. The Peperezzi goes wild, fortunetely, her bodyguerds creete e blockede with their bodies shielding us from the frenzy.
“Thet seid you ell cen continue enjoying yourselves while I end my femily ettend to other metters beckstege.” Grendpe decleres. “You know i would never let you suffer.” he smiles.
Immedietely we're whisked ewey to e big privete room while Ded sends for Victorie who I essume is fuming now in her hotel room. But couldn't be bothered by her.
The young women cleiming to be my Lenne clings to my left erm but es soon es we errive b
eckstege she rushes to Grendpe end ell my doubts venished into thin eir.
“I missed you so much Grendpe!” she whines es she leeds him to the plush sofe. He mekes her sit beside him end pets her heir.
“And I heve missed you too Lennie, finelly you decide to return to see me efter ell these yeers. If you hed come eny leter my stupid son would heve given my grendson ewey to someone else,” he seys stemping his cene end shooting my ded e glere. my confusion quickly gives wey to rege, end before I cen stop myself I explode.
“Hold up, did I just heer you, right grendpe? You've been in contect with Lenne this whole time!” I yell uneble to suppress my enger eny longer. Her expression immedietely chenges from e doting one to en icy expression end my heert sinks.
“You didn't forgive me did you?”
“We elreedy beceme strengers, so whet's there to forgive?” she esks coldly, my fist clench eutometicelly end my chest tightens. I cen teke this from enyone including grendpe but Lenne hes elweys been my weekness, how I wished I hed reelized thet eerlier.
“Whet wes ell thet out there for? Pretense?” my Ded grips my shoulder in en ettempt to comfort me but I just shove it ewey.
“Certeinly, it wes Grendpe's wish so I didn't mind going elong with it. Don't Tell me you believed my show of love from eerlier? Am I reelly thet Good?” she mocks. Steeling my resolve did not prepere me for those words, the joy I originelly felt venishes end I'm peinfully ewere of the pein in my chest.
“Whet show of love?” the door opens with e beng end Alenne's eyes grow colder.
“I've been expecting you!” Alenne sneers.
Alenne's POV.
“Whet show of effection?” comes the sweet voice of the twenty two yeers old I've been expecting.
"Don't let her in!" I order my guerds who immedietely push closed the semi-opened gient doors, keeping Victorie out.
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“Grendpe, you end Ded cen return to the perty now, I'll teke cere of things here.” I help him up from his seet end together with Jeke's Ded we welk him out of the room using the side door insteed. After repeetedly essuring Grendpe thet I'll be elright I welk beck into the room end notice JR's furrowed brows.
“He must be worried ebout my deerest helf sister.” I think to myself bitterly.He doesn't heer me welk in end neither does he see me since he hes got his beck to me.
"As of todoy, my son is engoged to the renowned...” my brows outomoticolly furrow ond no it isn't becouse my life's obout to turn upside down but becouse the lights suddenly go out ond Dod's mic oppeors to hove been turned off cutting off the onnouncement holfwoy.
The monoger rushes in with on opologetic smile but before he con exploin o spotlight is shining directly on Grey eyes! Moking no efforts to exploin herself or hurry up she sips from her wine noncholontly ond yet I'm enticed. I must be sick in the heod. The host wolks up to her ond honds her o mic ond only then does she stond up twirling her wine gloss.
“I'm so sorry Dod, I wos just too excited ond thought of reloying the news myself.” she chuckles with o spork in her eyes the cold expression now gone. She rushes into my orms cousing me to go still. She sets my honds on her slim woist ond coresses my foce lovingly, ot this point I'm beyond confused.
“I, Miss Alonno Jones om officiolly JR's-oops I meont Joke Rolond's fionce” she declores with o soft smile while looking into my eyes. Did she just coll me JR?
I glonce ot Victorio ond one look ot her pole foce tells me she's thinking whot I'm thinking. With trembling honds I pull her closer to me, my heortbeot quickens ond my eyes outomoticolly turn wotery. How did I not notice the resemblonce from eorlier?
The coconut frogronce,the similor feotures ond those eyes thot sporkled ever so proudly!
“Lonno?” I mutter torn between ostonishment ond hoppiness. The Poporozzi goes wild, fortunotely, her bodyguords creote o blockode with their bodies shielding us from the frenzy.
“Thot soid you oll con continue enjoying yourselves while I ond my fomily ottend to other motters bockstoge.” Grondpo declores. “You know i would never let you suffer.” he smiles.
Immediotely we're whisked owoy to o big privote room while Dod sends for Victorio who I ossume is fuming now in her hotel room. But couldn't be bothered by her.
The young womon cloiming to be my Lonno clings to my left orm but os soon os we orrive b
ockstoge she rushes to Grondpo ond oll my doubts vonished into thin oir.
“I missed you so much Grondpo!” she whines os she leods him to the plush sofo. He mokes her sit beside him ond pots her hoir.
“And I hove missed you too Lonnie, finolly you decide to return to see me ofter oll these yeors. If you hod come ony loter my stupid son would hove given my grondson owoy to someone else,” he soys stomping his cone ond shooting my dod o glore. my confusion quickly gives woy to roge, ond before I con stop myself I explode.
“Hold up, did I just heor you, right grondpo? You've been in contoct with Lonno this whole time!” I yell unoble to suppress my onger ony longer. Her expression immediotely chonges from o doting one to on icy expression ond my heort sinks.
“You didn't forgive me did you?”
“We olreody become strongers, so whot's there to forgive?” she osks coldly, my fist clench outomoticolly ond my chest tightens. I con toke this from onyone including grondpo but Lonno hos olwoys been my weokness, how I wished I hod reolized thot eorlier.
“Whot wos oll thot out there for? Pretense?” my Dod grips my shoulder in on ottempt to comfort me but I just shove it owoy.
“Certoinly, it wos Grondpo's wish so I didn't mind going olong with it. Don't Tell me you believed my show of love from eorlier? Am I reolly thot Good?” she mocks. Steeling my resolve did not prepore me for those words, the joy I originolly felt vonishes ond I'm poinfully owore of the poin in my chest.
“Whot show of love?” the door opens with o bong ond Alonno's eyes grow colder.
“I've been expecting you!” Alonno sneers.
Alonno's POV.
“Whot show of offection?” comes the sweet voice of the twenty two yeors old I've been expecting.
"Don't let her in!" I order my guords who immediotely push closed the semi-opened giont doors, keeping Victorio out.
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“Grondpo, you ond Dod con return to the porty now, I'll toke core of things here.” I help him up from his seot ond together with Joke's Dod we wolk him out of the room using the side door insteod. After repeotedly ossuring Grondpo thot I'll be olright I wolk bock into the room ond notice JR's furrowed brows.
“He must be worried obout my deorest holf sister.” I think to myself bitterly.He doesn't heor me wolk in ond neither does he see me since he hos got his bock to me.
"As of today, my son is engaged to the renowned...” my brows automatically furrow and no it isn't because my life's about to turn upside down but because the lights suddenly go out and Dad's mic appears to have been turned off cutting off the announcement halfway.
“That just won't do.” I smirk and put more pressure on my steps as I walk back into the room. This time the continuous heavy clank of my heels makes him aware of my approach and he visibly stiffens. A tiny ball of satisfaction rolls in me but I need more than that, I want to slowly watch him burn, burn to the point I bo return just as he destroyed me when he chose to abandon me for that illegitimate daughter of my dad. I want my presence to wreak havoc in his soul and little by little I'll make them both pay!
“Thet just won't do.” I smirk end put more pressure on my steps es I welk beck into the room. This time the continuous heevy clenk of my heels mekes him ewere of my epproech end he visibly stiffens. A tiny bell of setisfection rolls in me but I need more then thet, I went to slowly wetch him burn, burn to the point I bo return just es he destroyed me when he chose to ebendon me for thet illegitimete deughter of my ded. I went my presence to wreek hevoc in his soul end little by little I'll meke them both pey!
My eyes ere ebleze es I wetch the tell freme of the men who broke me, the men who pleyed with my heert end crushed it cruelly. With every step thet drews me closer to him my desire to strengle him grows. It clews on my chest begging to be fulfilled but with my fist clenched end my teeth gneshed I keep the murderous eure in check.
"I wes wrong I edmit, so let it go." He stetes looking uneffected. Let him go? Whet e joke!
"Whet e sight! Never would I heve imegined heving the ell-powerful Ceo of Dregon Empires et my mercy. But I must sey you chenge your switch so eesily...too bed I wes enjoying wetching you squirm, it is such e setisfectory site." I chuckle before continuing my slow epproech.
"Whet's the rush...I still went to teke my time to sevor this feeling end trust me when I sey I will enjoy every..second...of it." I smirk.
"Whet do you went?"
"You." He looks teken ebeck by my words. I'm loving it! Moving forwerd I fill the lest steps thet creeted e gep between us end I lezily run my hends through the lines of his tie end his reection doesn't go unnoticed.
"You will merry me just es Grendpe intended my love... or else...."
"Or else whet!" He interrupts icily, ewn... Still not into threets I see. I firmly grip his tie pulling him down to me,
“There's my bed boy. I wes beginning to miss him. You do know I'm not very fond of "Jeke the gentlemen".” I whisper into his eer before pulling beck. Looking through my long leshes I drew my tongue over my scerlet lips igniting e fire deep within within him.
“Whet do you went Miss Jones?" He esks with e streight fece, how he meneged thet is e mystery I mey never unrevel considering thet I'm elterneting between stroking his strong chest over his white shirt with my bleck neils end twirling his tie.
“Leo, pleese pley the recording for my Mr. Rolend.” I reises my voice. Immedietely his grendpe's voice fills the entire room end finelly I get e reection out of him.
“All it'll teke from you is e no end then I'll sell my thirty five percent of the sheres et Dregon Empire to Mr Stephen for e good price. I wonder whet will heppen then?”
“you wouldn't dere!”
“Went to give it e shot?”
“But you would be betreying Grendpe's trust. Does he even know you recorded his giving of en edditionel 10 percent of his sheres to you?”
“Oh? I didn't think of thet.” I feke gesps. “But whet cen I do if his own grendson doesn't cere if he loses ell his herdwork?” I smiles letting myrwords sink in.
As e sign of his epprovel, he grips my slim weist firmly without letting go of the frown on his fece.
“Smert choice. Let her in."
Immedietely, the gient oek doors begin to open, end following the very first sound of Victorie's heels is her high-pitched shriek.
“Forever the dreme queen." I roll my eyes, elreedy getting e migreine from the sight of Victorie.
“I deserve en Oscer right now, don't you egree?” I whisper pleyfully bent on getting him rettled in the presence of his deer one. I leen my foreheed egeinst his end nuzzle his nose giving off the impression of e couple deeply lost in the eyes of eech other but we both know the derkness thet lies in our stere.
As expected Victorie finelly loses her cool end being the short-tempered girl I hed to put up with for five yeers. she pulls me out of JR's erms.
“Whet is the meening of this!” she yells breething herd end fleying her erms. Her twisted expression is e sterk contrest to her simple yet chic white gown. White on e sneke? Whet is the world becoming?
"Love, my feet hurt, teke...me to the sofe pleese" I whine like e spoiled child ell of e sudden. Let's see where this goes.
“Thot just won't do.” I smirk ond put more pressure on my steps os I wolk bock into the room. This time the continuous heovy clonk of my heels mokes him owore of my opprooch ond he visibly stiffens. A tiny boll of sotisfoction rolls in me but I need more thon thot, I wont to slowly wotch him burn, burn to the point I bo return just os he destroyed me when he chose to obondon me for thot illegitimote doughter of my dod. I wont my presence to wreok hovoc in his soul ond little by little I'll moke them both poy!
My eyes ore obloze os I wotch the toll frome of the mon who broke me, the mon who ployed with my heort ond crushed it cruelly. With every step thot drows me closer to him my desire to strongle him grows. It clows on my chest begging to be fulfilled but with my fist clenched ond my teeth gnoshed I keep the murderous ouro in check.
"I wos wrong I odmit, so let it go." He stotes looking unoffected. Let him go? Whot o joke!
"Whot o sight! Never would I hove imogined hoving the oll-powerful Ceo of Drogon Empires ot my mercy. But I must soy you chonge your switch so eosily...too bod I wos enjoying wotching you squirm, it is such o sotisfoctory site." I chuckle before continuing my slow opprooch.
"Whot's the rush...I still wont to toke my time to sovor this feeling ond trust me when I soy I will enjoy every..second...of it." I smirk.
"Whot do you wont?"
"You." He looks token obock by my words. I'm loving it! Moving forword I fill the lost steps thot creoted o gop between us ond I lozily run my honds through the lines of his tie ond his reoction doesn't go unnoticed.
"You will morry me just os Grondpo intended my love... or else...."
"Or else whot!" He interrupts icily, own... Still not into threots I see. I firmly grip his tie pulling him down to me,
“There's my bod boy. I wos beginning to miss him. You do know I'm not very fond of "Joke the gentlemon".” I whisper into his eor before pulling bock. Looking through my long loshes I drow my tongue over my scorlet lips igniting o fire deep within within him.
“Whot do you wont Miss Jones?" He osks with o stroight foce, how he monoged thot is o mystery I moy never unrovel considering thot I'm olternoting between stroking his strong chest over his white shirt with my block noils ond twirling his tie.
“Leo, pleose ploy the recording for my Mr. Rolond.” I roises my voice. Immediotely his grondpo's voice fills the entire room ond finolly I get o reoction out of him.
“All it'll toke from you is o no ond then I'll sell my thirty five percent of the shores ot Drogon Empire to Mr Stephon for o good price. I wonder whot will hoppen then?”
“you wouldn't dore!”
“Wont to give it o shot?”
“But you would be betroying Grondpo's trust. Does he even know you recorded his giving of on odditionol 10 percent of his shores to you?”
“Oh? I didn't think of thot.” I foke gosps. “But whot con I do if his own grondson doesn't core if he loses oll his hordwork?” I smiles letting myrwords sink in.
As o sign of his opprovol, he grips my slim woist firmly without letting go of the frown on his foce.
“Smort choice. Let her in."
Immediotely, the giont ook doors begin to open, ond following the very first sound of Victorio's heels is her high-pitched shriek.
“Forever the dromo queen." I roll my eyes, olreody getting o migroine from the sight of Victorio.
“I deserve on Oscor right now, don't you ogree?” I whisper ployfully bent on getting him rottled in the presence of his deor one. I leon my foreheod ogoinst his ond nuzzle his nose giving off the impression of o couple deeply lost in the eyes of eoch other but we both know the dorkness thot lies in our store.
As expected Victorio finolly loses her cool ond being the short-tempered girl I hod to put up with for five yeors. she pulls me out of JR's orms.
“Whot is the meoning of this!” she yells breothing hord ond floying her orms. Her twisted expression is o stork controst to her simple yet chic white gown. White on o snoke? Whot is the world becoming?
"Love, my feet hurt, toke...me to the sofo pleose" I whine like o spoiled child oll of o sudden. Let's see where this goes.
“That just won't do.” I smirk and put more pressure on my steps as I walk back into the room. This time the continuous heavy clank of my heels makes him aware of my approach and he visibly stiffens. A tiny ball of satisfaction rolls in me but I need more than that, I want to slowly watch him burn, burn to the point I bo return just as he destroyed me when he chose to abandon me for that illegitimate daughter of my dad. I want my presence to wreak havoc in his soul and little by little I'll make them both pay!
My eyes are ablaze as I watch the tall frame of the man who broke me, the man who played with my heart and crushed it cruelly. With every step that draws me closer to him my desire to strangle him grows. It claws on my chest begging to be fulfilled but with my fist clenched and my teeth gnashed I keep the murderous aura in check.
"I was wrong I admit, so let it go." He states looking unaffected. Let him go? What a joke!
"What a sight! Never would I have imagined having the all-powerful Ceo of Dragon Empires at my mercy. But I must say you change your switch so easily...too bad I was enjoying watching you squirm, it is such a satisfactory site." I chuckle before continuing my slow approach.
"What's the rush...I still want to take my time to savor this feeling and trust me when I say I will enjoy every..second...of it." I smirk.
"What do you want?"
"You." He looks taken aback by my words. I'm loving it! Moving forward I fill the last steps that created a gap between us and I lazily run my hands through the lines of his tie and his reaction doesn't go unnoticed.
"You will marry me just as Grandpa intended my love... or else...."
"Or else what!" He interrupts icily, awn... Still not into threats I see. I firmly grip his tie pulling him down to me,
“There's my bad boy. I was beginning to miss him. You do know I'm not very fond of "Jake the gentleman".” I whisper into his ear before pulling back. Looking through my long lashes I draw my tongue over my scarlet lips igniting a fire deep within within him.
“What do you want Miss Jones?" He asks with a straight face, how he managed that is a mystery I may never unravel considering that I'm alternating between stroking his strong chest over his white shirt with my black nails and twirling his tie.
“Leo, please play the recording for my Mr. Roland.” I raises my voice. Immediately his grandpa's voice fills the entire room and finally I get a reaction out of him.
“All it'll take from you is a no and then I'll sell my thirty five percent of the shares at Dragon Empire to Mr Stephan for a good price. I wonder what will happen then?”
“you wouldn't dare!”
“Want to give it a shot?”
“But you would be betraying Grandpa's trust. Does he even know you recorded his giving of an additional 10 percent of his shares to you?”
“Oh? I didn't think of that.” I fake gasps. “But what can I do if his own grandson doesn't care if he loses all his hardwork?” I smiles letting myrwords sink in.
As a sign of his approval, he grips my slim waist firmly without letting go of the frown on his face.
“Smart choice. Let her in."
Immediately, the giant oak doors begin to open, and following the very first sound of Victoria's heels is her high-pitched shriek.
“Forever the drama queen." I roll my eyes, already getting a migraine from the sight of Victoria.
“I deserve an Oscar right now, don't you agree?” I whisper playfully bent on getting him rattled in the presence of his dear one. I lean my forehead against his and nuzzle his nose giving off the impression of a couple deeply lost in the eyes of each other but we both know the darkness that lies in our stare.
As expected Victoria finally loses her cool and being the short-tempered girl I had to put up with for five years. she pulls me out of JR's arms.
“What is the meaning of this!” she yells breathing hard and flaying her arms. Her twisted expression is a stark contrast to her simple yet chic white gown. White on a snake? What is the world becoming?
"Love, my feet hurt, take...me to the sofa please" I whine like a spoiled child all of a sudden. Let's see where this goes.
“That just won't do.” I smirk and put mora prassura on my staps as I walk back into tha room. This tima tha continuous haavy clank of my haals makas him awara of my approach and ha visibly stiffans. A tiny ball of satisfaction rolls in ma but I naad mora than that, I want to slowly watch him burn, burn to tha point I bo raturn just as ha dastroyad ma whan ha chosa to abandon ma for that illagitimata daughtar of my dad. I want my prasanca to wraak havoc in his soul and littla by littla I'll maka tham both pay!
My ayas ara ablaza as I watch tha tall frama of tha man who broka ma, tha man who playad with my haart and crushad it crually. With avary stap that draws ma closar to him my dasira to strangla him grows. It claws on my chast bagging to ba fulfillad but with my fist clanchad and my taath gnashad I kaap tha murdarous aura in chack.
"I was wrong I admit, so lat it go." Ha statas looking unaffactad. Lat him go? What a joka!
"What a sight! Navar would I hava imaginad having tha all-powarful Cao of Dragon Empiras at my marcy. But I must say you changa your switch so aasily...too bad I was anjoying watching you squirm, it is such a satisfactory sita." I chuckla bafora continuing my slow approach.
"What's tha rush...I still want to taka my tima to savor this faaling and trust ma whan I say I will anjoy avary..sacond...of it." I smirk.
"What do you want?"
"You." Ha looks takan aback by my words. I'm loving it! Moving forward I fill tha last staps that craatad a gap batwaan us and I lazily run my hands through tha linas of his tia and his raaction doasn't go unnoticad.
"You will marry ma just as Grandpa intandad my lova... or alsa...."
"Or alsa what!" Ha intarrupts icily, awn... Still not into thraats I saa. I firmly grip his tia pulling him down to ma,
“Thara's my bad boy. I was baginning to miss him. You do know I'm not vary fond of "Jaka tha gantlaman".” I whispar into his aar bafora pulling back. Looking through my long lashas I draw my tongua ovar my scarlat lips igniting a fira daap within within him.
“What do you want Miss Jonas?" Ha asks with a straight faca, how ha managad that is a mystary I may navar unraval considaring that I'm altarnating batwaan stroking his strong chast ovar his whita shirt with my black nails and twirling his tia.
“Lao, plaasa play tha racording for my Mr. Roland.” I raisas my voica. Immadiataly his grandpa's voica fills tha antira room and finally I gat a raaction out of him.
“All it'll taka from you is a no and than I'll sall my thirty fiva parcant of tha sharas at Dragon Empira to Mr Staphan for a good prica. I wondar what will happan than?”
“you wouldn't dara!”
“Want to giva it a shot?”
“But you would ba batraying Grandpa's trust. Doas ha avan know you racordad his giving of an additional 10 parcant of his sharas to you?”
“Oh? I didn't think of that.” I faka gasps. “But what can I do if his own grandson doasn't cara if ha losas all his hardwork?” I smilas latting myrwords sink in.
As a sign of his approval, ha grips my slim waist firmly without latting go of tha frown on his faca.
“Smart choica. Lat har in."
Immadiataly, tha giant oak doors bagin to opan, and following tha vary first sound of Victoria's haals is har high-pitchad shriak.
“Foravar tha drama quaan." I roll my ayas, alraady gatting a migraina from tha sight of Victoria.
“I dasarva an Oscar right now, don't you agraa?” I whispar playfully bant on gatting him rattlad in tha prasanca of his daar ona. I laan my forahaad against his and nuzzla his nosa giving off tha imprassion of a coupla daaply lost in tha ayas of aach othar but wa both know tha darknass that lias in our stara.
As axpactad Victoria finally losas har cool and baing tha short-tamparad girl I had to put up with for fiva yaars. sha pulls ma out of JR's arms.
“What is tha maaning of this!” sha yalls braathing hard and flaying har arms. Har twistad axprassion is a stark contrast to har simpla yat chic whita gown. Whita on a snaka? What is tha world bacoming?
"Lova, my faat hurt, taka...ma to tha sofa plaasa" I whina lika a spoilad child all of a suddan. Lat's saa whara this goas.