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Eighty One

OWEN WINTERS Two weeks.I'd be married in two weeks?That fucker set the wedding in two weeks! Rage came rushing through me, threatening to spill, but I held myself. My anger was visible and I could tell Amy sensed it too. “You're getting married in two weeks,” father repeated, irritating me all the more. He knew that I knew he wanted to prove me wrong, to put me in my place and to hell, to show me who was really in charge.I was making plans on how I wouldn't get married to Lyon's daughter, Lucille, but that man — my father moved the date upwards. “I heard you the first time,” I gritted my teeth, every word dripped with seething rage. An anger I could no longer contain. “So for the rest of the week, you'll be tasked with assisting her, getting to know her better… and even fall in love.” The last part made me nauseous. Lucille Gates wasn't a bad fit, but she wasn't my type. She was too clumsy, awkward and most times unbearable. Father knew I never liked her, and that basta

Eighty two

OWEN WINTERS My bride to be sat opposite me, her arm folded between her legs as she gave me an awkward stare.I muttered curses before looking back at her. “Do you want anything?” I asked, wary of her constant gaze on me. She shook her head, still staring at me.I sighed, and brought out my card. “Take this and go shopping, I have to take a call.” What I actually meant was that she should stop staring at me like a long lost love. Lucille sagged her shoulders, declining the offer. “Father wouldn't let me…”“Father isn't here, and it's my fucking card not his,” I interrupted rolling my eyes at her timidity. I didn't fully blame her though, Mr Lyon was a controlling and thorough dictator. He made her do things she didn't want to do. Lucille hesitantly took the card, her fingers brushing mine — there was no spark. Not even the lightest shock. As she stood to leave, I added, “You're grown. You should take control over your life.” She dipped her head and walked away.I stared

Eighty Three

OWEN WINTERS A night to the wedding.This night determined everything. My plan was in place and all that remained was to execute them. I sat by the pool waiting for Lucille to show up. She was three minutes late and I didn't blame her, if someone told me to pack all I could and to inform my girlfriend to do so without giving me a reason, I would hesitate. I chuckled at my lie knowing who I was. Lucille was Lucille after all. Just then I saw her figure as she walked towards my direction. A small bag in hand. “You're getting smart, I can see,” I said and she shrugged standing in front of me. I stood straightening my trousers. “You're late.”“I'm just three minutes late, Mr. Aren't you the one who comes late just to make an entrance?” She fired back, making me throw my head in laughter. “You're clearly obsessed with me,” I said. She rolled her eyes before replying, “The only thing I'm obsessed about is leaving!” The time on my watch said 11:00 pm, which meant time wasted.

Eighty Four

OWEN WINTERSThe wedding hall stood decorated with white roses.I felt nauseous.Amy hadn't spoken to me since morning, she was angry and disappointed and God knew how much I wanted to tell her, but it was a surprise so I let her avoid me. I walked into the hall, watching the congregation as they stared down at me wishing they were the bride or probably pitying the innocent girl who was tossed into greedy men's ambitions. A small smile played on my lips as I marched in. I took extra care of my hair and face and tried to look my best which annoyed Amy even more. I sighted her in front and immediately our gaze met, she turned away. I gripped the flower in my hands tight, holding myself. I stopped at the altar staring down at the bouquet of white roses in my hand. The wedding brought a memory I was so fond of yet had tried to push it down to the back of mind where memories I wished not to remember stayed. The day I kissed Amelia Xavier and left for Paris promising father I would

Eighty Five

OWEN WINTERS Two days passed and I hadn't said a word to Amy. I still felt a sense of betrayal after what she did and avoiding her was the best thing to do. I sat in my study looking at the blank screen in front of me. Work wasn't on my mind and for those two days, I spent most time playing games or talking with the board members about Lyon's alliance. I couldn't stay angry with Amy and she knew it and probably that was the reason she still hadn't come to apologize.I let out a deep sigh unsure of what to do. “Maybe I'm just avoiding her a little too much. That isn't healthy for the baby,” I murmured typing random words on the computer. Just then, Amy came in after knocking. I wanted so badly to look up at her and tell her I'm sorry for avoiding her, but it took my entire week's strength not to say anything nor to look her way.She came closer to me and shut my computer. “What the fuck?”“Owen,” she called massaging behind her ear which meant lack of sleep. I felt guilty a

Eighty Six

AMELIA XAVIER The drive to Kayla's estate was more like two buses from Owen's place. I stared out the window watching as the trees and people passed by as Owen drove. The sun shone brightly outside and the clouds were clear. I bubbled with excitement at finally fulfilling my mission. “You’re excited,” Owen noticed and I blushed bright pink. “Well, I'm going to get done with my mission and spend the rest of my time with you,” I cheered watching a lady scold her daughter. Owen shrugged, he didn't seem happy going to Kayla's place. “I can tell you don't look pleased about going there,” I accused sinking into the seat. “I'm not. Kayla owes me a favour-” he made a quick turn before continuing.“I can't really explain the details but I escaped poisoning from her… I think she has this deadly crush on me, you know, when you like someone so much that you want them dead,” he explained, his eyes not leaving the road. I cracked my knuckles processing Owen's words. Kayla had a weird

Eighty Seven

AMELIA XAVIER I woke up to the smell of toasted bread and egg with my coffee just the way I liked it. Standing up from the bed, I went into the shower to take a quick bath and go down to meet Owen. A few minutes later, I was dressed in the most casual clothes one could wear at home and walked lazily downstairs. Owen stood in the kitchen clearing the counter. “You woke up quite early, pumpkin,” he said leaning in to give me a kiss. I chuckled, wrapping my arm around his hard waist. I allowed my body to feel his muscles and I leaned closer, warming myself in his embrace. “I'm happy everything I came to Paris to do has been settled, now I'll just have to spend the entire year with you doing absolutely nothing,” I squealed, squeezing him tightly. Owen smiled, patting my hair as though I were a child. “Let's have breakfast now, pumpkin, I have work to do today.”“Killjoy,” I teased, breaking free from him. As we walked to the dining, Owen's phone vibrated and he answered witho

Eighty Eight

AMELIA XAVIER I remembered the scent of the Xavier's estate — flowery due to the large amount of gardens and rivers.Owen slowly halted the car as we reached father's house. A young boy stood there tapping his feet on the ground impatiently. He exuded the kind of aura father did. I smiled.“That's Milan. My brother,” I whispered loud enough for Owen to hear. I stepped out of the car before Owen came out and rushed to meet him. “Sister!” He squealed racing towards me. It hasn't even been a year and he looked taller than the last time I saw him. Milan jumped on me, and I caught him taking two steps back to keep from falling. “Father said you're coming home-” he searched around a little bit confused, so I asked.“What's wrong?”“Well, I'm looking for the bastard who hurt my sister. I've been seeing the news but father and mummy don't know,” he muttered as I dropped him. Milan inherited father's keen foresight, but Annie's soft nature. I hoped that wouldn't cause trouble for

Eighty Nine

OWEN WINTERS Amy slept curled into a ball, hugging herself, her breath soft and steady. I stared at her face, it was peaceful. Brushing a few strands out of her face, I kissed her temple. Everything seemed to be going fine, but that undecipherable feeling kept tugging at me. The pit in my stomach grew deeper and I groaned in frustration. “Maybe some fresh air would help,” I murmured to myself climbing out of bed. Annie had placed a room for me in one of the guests rooms, but Amy wouldn't allow that. The good thing about Annie was that she never fought with anyone and very much respected their opinion. It made me question Dylan's love for her. They were two different people. After all opposites attract and that was the only explanation to their crazy romance. I stepped out to the balcony, looking out into the sky. The stars hung beautifully, and the moon shone brightly. From a distance, a dog howled, the sound soothing my worries. “Aren't you meant to stay in one of t

Ninety

AMELIA XAVIER Neither father nor Owen spoke about the incident the other night, and I didn't want to bring it up. Owen recuperated quicker than I expected and it was time to leave. I wounded my way to the basement practicing my speech for dad. I was going to tell him how much of an asshole he was and leave, but as soon as I stepped into the basement, every word practiced in my head disappeared, so I said, “hi.”Father looked up at me and gave a small smile. Sighing, I walked to where he sat and planted my ass on the table.“I'm leaving.” I watched for a change in expression, but found none. Typical Xavier.Then he asked, his eyes staring into my face, “So soon? You only just came.”“I meant it when I said I'll be leaving immediately Owen gets better,” I reminded him, finality in my voice.“I'm sorry about Owen. I let my anger get to me, he was being a jerk,” father said, the corner of his lips tilting. My eyes snapped shut, my mind trying to think about all that had happ

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