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Rome had dealt with enough women to know them. He could tell the type he liked right off without a word. He was giving her that coy smile of his. She flashed a cordial smile back at him. “I owe you that rain check, right?” Rome's eyes were peering and staring at Bridgette."Don’t look at me like you're sweet and innocent. You're not fooling anyone but your dad. You’re not sweet.” Rome says as his eyes narrow sexily at her."I think we should start over.” "I just might do that," Rome says as their eyes stay locked on one another, flirting. She turned away first, breaking their eye contact, to conveniently look away. “Let’s go.” Fifteen minutes later, they ended up in the city at a nightclub. Swish, swish, swish! As she walked to the dance floor, Rome almost got whiplash watching her hips move. Those hips and her very whole backside. Her dress had the pleasure of hugging, leaving him with no choice but to want to hug it too.Rome noticed her soft hands accompanied by long, polis
She chuckled slightly, thinking about how silly they both were that night. But the laughter faded when she recognized him as the same man at the club—he was supposed to be a one-night stand. But he had left her feeling amused and confused. It was as if the universe had a twisted sense of humor, pairing her with a man she had already met, albeit under less formal circumstances.When he finally approached her, Bridgette felt the urge to burst into laughter again, but curbed that urge swiftly. He was just as charming in daylight, with his tousled hair and boyish smile that somehow seemed familiar and completely foreign. “Bridgette, right?” he asked, offering her a polite nod.“That’s right...” she replied, her voice steadier than she felt. They exchanged greetings, each holding a hint of something they both tried to conceal. The dinner progressed as both families sat together, and they danced around the fact that they’d met before. Bridgette tried to focus on what her parents were sayin
“Father, I've asked you, please try not to marry me off to a complete stranger.”“Bridgette, he won’t always be a stranger.”“Who is this man? Look, whoever he is, I'm not interested in arranged marriages.”“So, will you just be single for the rest of your life?! Bridgette, the way you've been handling men isn't right!”“Mom, could you please tell Dad I would appreciate it if he dropped the whole subject? If I'm meant to be in a relationship, then it will happen.”“But how, Bridgette?" Her mom asked, deeply concerned.“I don't know how, mother. But I don't want to marry this way.”"It's our way! This is how we do things in the Reed family!" Her father yelled.******Bridgette Reed sat on the edge of her bed, the dim light filtering through the lace curtains casting intricate shadows on the floor. She stared at the ornate dress that hung limply from its hook, a supposed symbol of joy and celebration. Yet, for her, it was nothing more than a yoke, a heavy chain tethering her to expectat
A week later, Bridgette and her parents had a huge fight. Why? Because Bridgette refused to marry for the third time. They had given her time to fall in love with Jake Sullivan, and she didn't. Then she asked to date someone else, and that relationship fell apart. The Reeds couldn't take it anymore, especially her father. So it was time to take matters into his own hands. Bridgette Reed was their only daughter, beautiful, and from a family of great wealth. So what was the problem? Why wasn't she married already? Despite getting the attention of men of great wealth who offered her an astronomical lifestyle, she found something wrong with them.Of course, her parents want the best for their daughter financially, so they would give their blessings to the males who wish to marry Bridgette without her view or consent. One evening, when she came home from work, she saw this gentleman and his family sitting at the dining room table.He was a new pursuer, a wealthy man desperate for someone
"Another one bit the dust today." Bridgette sadly uttered to her friend Charmaine.They've been friends long and have been with the bride since junior high school. They were officially called the four Musketeers in high school. Now, one by one, they have all been married off. It didn't matter what their family status was; they knew the eventual outcome: they all would be presented with an arranged marriage.All four of the girls are really attractive, and their hands in marriage have been sought after more than once. Her father was determined to marry her off well, especially to Bridgette Reed. She is an attractive, intelligent, and talented young lady, and so are her friends. But since her father did business with a lot of wealthy men.They've always taken an interest in Mr. Reed's daughter. But Bridgette was never interested in the men who showed interest in her or the men her father selected. Juhi is also very attractive and intelligent, but her issues are totally different. You se
~A lack of trust only withers a relationship over time.~“Thanks for the heads up, you're a sweetheart.” He says, winking at her again as he walks away.The secretary took in all the finest as he walked toward his father's office. Now, this lady had to be at least 20 years his senior. But even she found him tempting and irresistible to gaze upon. Rome came in, gave his father a firm handshake, and casually took a seat."Good morning, Son, have a seat. I'm going to cut straight to the chase."Rome knew his father had heard about the awful rumor, but he buried himself to remain cool about it. His dad wasn't bad and had previously helped him out of many scandals. Maybe this time, things wouldn't be any different."Rumor has it, son, you slept with some young lady and now she's having your baby. Please, son, answer me honestly and tell me it's not true?"His father says, slapping a picture of the girl on his desk.Rome looks at the picture. "Nope, I never slept with that shawty." Rome chuc