Charlotte:I dress in a casual navy blue dress for the art exhibition while Sebastian dresses in a dark red shirt tucked in grey slacks. "Looking Good Seb." I tease him as I descend the stairs. He smiles at me from the bottom and holds his hand out for me. "I could say the same mademoiselle."I chuckle and let him lead us to his car. It kind of feels like a date, but I don't point that out to him, it would make things awkward, not to mention, he's in love with Adeline. So I guess it's fine. He opens the passenger side door for me and I get in. Is this a good time to tell him Adeline asked me to plan her wedding? When he starts backing out of the garage, he looks like Anthony. With that focused look in his eyes and the slight furrowing of his brows. "This may be a bad time to tell you this, but Adeline hired me to plan her wedding.""So I've heard." He glances my way and focuses back on the road. I want to smack my forehead. Of course Adeline must have told him. "I owe you an a

Charlotte:I try not to remember the words Anthony said to me last night, but I can't help it. They're always there. He thinks he can get me and push me away whenever he wants, like my feelings don't matter. Bastard. I call Adeline to tell her all the arrangements are done for her wedding next week and work on Clara's wedding arrangements. After a few meetings with my other coordinators, I finally get the time to eat lunch. Right about at this time, I'd usually go to Anthony's office and have lunch with him, but that's not happening anymore, because I've had enough of his asshole behavior. After I eat a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch, brought to me by Harper, bless her soul, Della walks into my boutique with her nose in the air. It's not like me to not like a person before actually talking to them, but I definitely do not like Della. I could see the way she was using Sebastian, and not to mention what she did to Anthony. She comes right into my office and I look away from my cam

Charlotte:On the day of the charity ball, the house seems to sparkle. More than it usually does. There aren't any decorations, but the usual beige drapes have been replaced with navy blue ones and the living room seems to have been transformed into some auction setting. There are six tables, each meant for seating six and a makeshift stage at the front. The entire room has a blue tint to it, with a million starlights on the ceiling. All the tables and chairs are navy blue and decorated with gold ribbons. I get dressed into a form-fitting black dress that reaches my ankles, every inch of it entwined with silver thread, so the dress shimmers as I move. It has rhinestone spaghetti straps and I pair it with silver strappy heels. I leave my hair in loose waves and put silver hoops into my earlobes. I finish my makeup and as I open the door, I bump right into Anthony. Great, just my luck. I glance up at him and take in his stunned expression. His jaw is slack, lips parted and his eyes ar

Charlotte:I can't believe the audacity of this man. I shove him and go for the door, but his arm wraps around my abdomen from behind, pulling me into his body. "I'm sorry Charlotte. I don't care if I have to say this for the rest of my life. I'm never letting you go again, I promise.""I know the drill Anthony. Once I fall back into your arms, you'll let me go again. This time it was Sebastian. Next time, it may be some other man you want me to be with."His fingers wrap around my throat and squeeze. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up."I laugh despite the heat that shoots down to my core. "Ah, now he's angry.""You think I wanted to do it? I was dying inside. I'm admitting it's my fault for not thinking about you."I turn around to face him. "You think I was a bitch to Sebastian in the starting of our marriage? All he had were chances Anthony. I didn't want him. I wanted you. Only you.""Fuck, don't use the past tense baby.""I will. It's what you deserve." I still only want him, but he does

Anthony:"It would take me mere minutes to dismantle your business James."I hear his sharp intake of air. "I've dealt with your daughter's misdeeds for long enough, but she's crossed so far the line today.""W-what do you mean?" He stutters. "You cross Charlotte, you cross me. You don't want to cross a Crosswalk, do you James?" The shit I can manage to say and get away with makes me laugh sometimes. Young Anthony could have never. We reap what we sow, and damn, am I enjoying the fruits. "Not at all.""Too bad. You already did.""No! Wait! Please. Adeline will issue a public apology. I'll make sure of it."I think it over. She ought to be punished, and Lance Harrington will put her in her place, I'm sure. There's no way she can escape embarrassing him. He may look docile and weak on the outside, but even I don't want to know the shit that goes on in that head. Those rumors about him killing his foster parents and setting fire to his aunt's home are not just gossip. "Next time she