The Marriage Game: love in a lie.

Amara.If eyes were guns, the looks Mom and Dad were giving me would have been enough to send me six feet under, but I couldn't care less, they were not half as angry as I was but they didn't see me reacting in any strange way. Tightening my robe around my waist, I adjusted comfortably in my seat, they couldn't even wait for me to have a shower before summoning me.After the 'official statement' last night, all the guests turned out too stunned to continue with the charity event and ended up living half way through. Vincent threw a fit afterwards and Mom and Dad tried everything they could to calm him while promising to bring my back to my senses. Amidst everything, I had wanted to lay down with Ife and rant about my terrible mistake while she consoled me but no, she had to leave with her parents. Of every night they could have slept over."Do you know the gravity of what you have done, Amara?" Mom bit out. If I peered over the table, I bet I'd see Dad holding her from physically atta

Amara."Hell to the fuck no!" I bit back a smile once I heard my cousin's voice as she burst the door to my room open. "don't give me that 'I fell in love with James McKenna' bullshit, I am not buying it." She plumped onto my bed with her legs crossed before her and captured my wrists, "now, give me the answers I need."I chuckled, slowly pulling my hands out of her grip. "Sweetheart, you know you have to ask the questions for me to give you answers.""Oh, really?" She asked with a raised brow and I nodded. "What the fuck is going on? You and James McKenna? Girl, I'd rather believe the pigs developed wings. Come on, tell me. What happened?""I fell in love with James McKenna." I said in a small voice, my smile brighter than the sun. She smacked my hand lightly, "bitch, you know that ain't true." She rolled her eyes when I raised my brows at her, "oh, come on, your Mom isn't here. Allow me, please." "Fair point." I said with a nod."Now answer my question." She advanced to the center

James.I fixed my eyes on the glass of water before me and recited in my mind the new goals I've set for myself; engagement, engagement party, eliminate the evidence and a big break up. That was the way I wanted things to go with Amara and her manipulative parents.Three days passed by at the speed of light and now, I found myself seated in a restaurant waiting to fit a ring around her finger. My knees bounced up and down under the table and though I wasn't nervous about anything, I wouldn't deny that Amara was getting on my nerves with her lateness. We agreed to meet by eight-thirty pm, it was eight-forty-five now, and I was yet to see her.All I wanted to do was give her the damn ring and get on with my life. Gripping the cup, I tried to drown the whole content in one go but only ended up taking a sip. Damn, I was that impatient.A small sigh escaped my lips as I reached into my coat pocket and took out the ring Cayden had gotten for me the previous day; a rose gold ring with a slim

JAMES.“Holly Molly!” I sucked in a deep breath as I clicked my phone off and braced myself for the tongue-lashing I was going to get in a minute. Placing both hands on my knees, I looked up at Amara who was looking down at me as if I had grown two heads and I narrowed my eyes at her. Between the two of us, she looked more like a person who grew a second head. She looked so weak and…weak.“What on earth are you doing in my room? Are you a creep?”“No.” I bit out, leaned into the seat and crossed my legs. “I am a man who couldn’t reach his wife for hours. Four hours to be precise. I thought maybe something happened or perhaps, you no longer wanted to continue with the agreement but it just turned out you casually left your phone on your table.” I nodded towards the phone and she sighed and snatched up the phone from the table. “I just forgot it, okay? Anything else?”“Did you also forget your car?”“What?” She asked with furrowed brows. Her expression began to look more irritated.“

JamesBusiness was the only thing that kept my blood flowing, besides Henry. I enjoyed the thrill; the moments of winning and losing, the panicking and the brainstorming, it kept me focused and sane and that was the reason I made it an important part of my life.It’s been three hundred and thirty six hours since Amara moved into my house. We’ve avoided contact for the most part mostly because I dove back straight into work -only going back to the house once when I needed an important document. The bathroom I had set up in my office served more purpose than the one back at the house and that was why I had it set up in my office. Business was my be-all and end-all, calculating numbers and reading the stats gave me purpose which was why, for the first time since the whole engagement thing, my heart swelled with joy.The numbers before me read well. It was just half the year and our numbers from last year had increased by 10% which meant that my company was still at the top which also me