Crafty Contract

JAMES

Of course, I should have known Arthur would go to my father. The backstabbing rat. But this leaves me no choice to sign the contract because I had run out of time.

“Your father thought it was unfair to Miss Johnson that you be allowed to carry on with your (he cleared his throat) … wild ways and she had to stay faithful to you.” Arthur said, carefully studying his glasses.

“We could change it to an open marriage.” I tried.

Arthur shook his head. “Not an option. Your father stipulated that any changes made be run by him before they could be implemented.”

Of course he would. Sneaky bastard. I looked at Destiny who so obviously enjoyed my predicament.

“I don’t believe you James. Wanting me to remain at home like the good little wife while you go on as usual?” She looked at Arthur. “I should actually thank Mr. Barrington personally.”

“No need, Ms. Johnson.” Arthur said.

“Don’t be angry, I did it to save your reputation, Destiny.” I said. “Let’s just sign the damn thing and get it ov