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Chapter 26
“Oh my god!” Jessica laughed. “Did you see the look on Dianne’s face.”
Lydia nodded enthusiastically. The look on Dianne’s face when she walked by cupping Jessica’s butt had been comical. It had made Lydia’s entire day.“If you think that’s funny, you should’ve heard our conversation.” Drake chuckled before diving into the pool.“Oh do tell.” Lydia said, her eyes looking over Drake’s body, causing her core to throb again. Lydia still found it odd that he’d had to hire an escort to pretend to be his girlfriend for the trip but she wasn’t going to complain; this beautiful God carved man was her’s for the month.“You have to catch me first.” Drake said swimming to the opposite side of the pool.Lydia laughed again at his playful child like manner, still amazed at how much his personality had changed since she first met him not even a week ago. Lydia backed away from the pool before running towards it, plugging her nose with her hand andRelated chapters
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It had been two weeks since Drake had proposed to Lydia. Two weeks at sea with Dianne mumbling under her breath calling Lydia a trollop and a gold digger amongst other names. Two weeks of Lydia wondering why Drake would take this arrangement so far, but never having the chance to ask him why. Today was their last day at sea before they reached Turks and Caicos and Lydia was hoping to find sometime alone with Drake, but unfortunately that wasn’t the case. Madilyn had arranged a formal dinner with the captain, stating she had a big announcement to make and she wanted everyone present.Lydia was in their cabin trying to find a dress to wear for the night when Drake walked in a disheveled look on his face. “What’s the matter?” Lydia asked. Drake ignored her as he walked into the cabin, looking around, until he noticed Jessica in her room, before he grabbed Lydia, by the arm and dragged her into the bathroom, turning on the water to the sink and shower.
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“I am so glad you guys are here!” Madilyn replied, “ I have a proposal, I know you’re newly engaged and what not, but I think it would be wonderful if we all got married together in the Bahamas.” At that very moment Lydia had decided to grab a glass of Malbec from the passing waiter, she had taken a large sip from the glass already to calm her nerves, instead of going down her throat, she ended up sputtering it out spraying the entire first table with wine. “Sorry,” Lydia mumbled, “You just took me by surprise. Madilyn, I don’t want to ruin…”Drake interrupted Lydia, “ I think that’s a wonderful idea.” Lydia looked at Drake in disbelief, what was he up to now. “Oh goodie!” Madilyn exclaimed, “It will be the wedding of the century.” “Umm, Drake.” Lydia called walking over to her “fiancé” grabbing his arm, “Can I talk to you for a moment.” “Eh-hmm, Dinner is ready.” Dianne stated looking annoyed at the entire or
The Escort Chapter 29
Drake, Lydia, and the others had been on the island for a week now. Drake and Lydia were desperate for alone time, every minute of the day was spent either looking over wedding plans, avoiding Dianne, or talking with Drake’s publicist and other members of the paparazzi. Everyone wanted to get to know Lydia, they wanted her background information; who her family was, what school she went to, how her and Drake met, etc. Lydia was exhausted, she didn’t know if she could handle the public spotlight. All she wanted to do right now, was visit her mom in the hospital, curl up in the uncomfortable bedside chair, and read “Hybrid Aria” out loud to her mother. Some doctor’s said that comatose patients could still hear what was going on around them, and Lydia was a firm believer that her mother could hear her, which is why since the day she’d entered the hospital, Lydia had visited every night, talking to her mother and letting her know she was still there. Lydia missed her mom dearl
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“Oh my, Lydia, that dress looks absolutely gorgeous on you hun!” Madilyn gushed as Lydia emerged from the dressing room. She was in a sleek mermaid style ball gown that flared out at the bottom. The bodice was covered in little rhinestones and had just enough sparkle to not look gaudy. The dress fit Lydia snuggly and accentuated all of her curves. “Really?” Lydia asked raising her hands to her breast and turning side to side, “You don’t think its too much,” she asked waving her hand across her chest. “No!” Madilyn gushed. “It’s just enough, Drake won’t be able to take his eyes off of you, you look like sex on legs.”**Yup, that’s the problem.** Lydia thought to herself, she didn’t want to look sexually appealing, she wanted to put the escort life behind her, she wanted to go back to being the sweet innocent girl she was before her mother’s accident. “Maybe, I’ll try on one more,” Lydia replied, gesturing for the bridal assistant to help her out
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While Lydia was out shopping with Madilyn, Drake was suppose to be out with Sampson and a few of Sam’s friends, but instead he feigned being ill and took the ferry from Providenciales to West Caicos where he planned to meet with his investigator, Martin, whom had taken the red eye to inform Drake of his latest discovery. Drake felt bad about lying to Sampson but he couldn’t bring himself to drag Sam into this mess. He didn’t want to share his thoughts on his parents being murder suspects with anyone. If Lydia hadn’t been there when he started unraveling evidence pointing that way, Drake would have made sure to protect her from the secrets that were buried deep in the Whittenberg estate. What Drake hadn’t expected when he left Lydia in his penthouse suite to wait for Madilyn, was a tail. Drake had been so careful leaving the resort, checking his surroundings and making sure the paparazzi and the other photographers were busy, that he was almost one hundred percen
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“So she’s dead then?” Drake asked Martin, his hand trembling over the folder, as he stared at the picture of the shallow grave. “As of right now, that’s still up for debate.” Martin replied lighting his tobacco pipe. “How so?” Drake asked, still staring at the folder, not sure if he wanted to turn to the next page. “It’s all in the portfolio.” Martin replied nodding towards the folder on the table. “ I can still summarize if you want.” “No, that’s okay Martin.” Drake responded, “I just need a moment to gather my wits.” “Tobacco?” Martin asked handing his pipe towards Drake. “No thanks, never been a fan of the stuff.” Drake replied, finally mustering the courage to turn to the next page, he glanced over it before closing the folder once again.“I do have one question, not pertaining to Amelia’s case.” Drake said speaking up again. Martin looked over at Drake, “Yeah, and what’s that boss.” “Lydia’
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Lydia’s phone kept going off with notifications as she headed back to the suites with Madilyn, “Wow Ms. Popular.” Madilyn joked. The moment Madilyn started teasing Lydia, her phone also started pinging. “What the hell is going on?” Madilyn asked as she pulled her phone out, “Oh my God!” Madilyn’s mouth dropped open. “What, what is it?” Lydia asked. Madilyn’s shaky hand showed Lydia a picture that had been posted to the one of the top gossips sites online. It was a picture of Drake leaving an abandoned island on the back of a jet ski, with an extremely gorgeous woman driving it. In large bold letters right above the letter is the title of the article. ***IS THE MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR BACK TO HIS CHEATING WAYS***Lydia continued to scan the article reading about Drake’s past and how he’d never had one serious relationship. Her name was brought up a few times and Lydia couldn’t help but feel a pain in her chest. Would this be h
The Escort Chapter 34
When Dianne took out her phone and began to scroll through her news feed, she couldn’t help the large grin that appeared on her face. For the first time, since this ghastly destination wedding had started, Dianne had a reason to be happy. She couldn’t even be mad at Drake for causing yet another scandal to the Whittenberg name. The last scandal would surely drive the shameless slut away. Dianne was ecstatic that she’d assigned a photographer to follow Drake around this morning and capture pictures of his every move. She wanted to uncover his secrets, she hadn’t expected to find this treasure among them. Dinane’s phone began to ring, disturbing her from her moment of gloating. It was her P.I. Mark. He only called when he had information of great importance. Otherwise he would just send her an email with his daily report. “Mark, Darling, It’s Dianne.” She spoke towards the phone, that was now laying on her bed with her speaker mode enabled. She wouldn’t let anythin
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