Brynne stood on the open terrace to get some fresh air. She couldn’t understand Luke’s motive for asking her to stay over. Was it only to insult her? His jabs didn’t escape her attention. She was just trying to help. What made him so bitter against her? He wasn’t this way on the ship.She stared into the darkness ahead, watching the city light up like sparkling jewels on a necklace. Up above her, the stars twinkled and the balmy air enveloped her like a blanket. Were her parents up there watching over her? Did they see how lonely she was in this world?What was she doing with her life? She couldn’t recognize this Brynne anymore. Shouldn’t she be at her own house like every other employee in Sylvester’s? What was she doing at the boss’s house? How would she face the others at work? Surely they would come to know of it. Would anyone believe she had no hand in this? Would anyone believe she didn’t sleep with him this time?Brynne sighed and turned to go inside. Now that Leonardo was bett
Brynne didn’t get a minute to gather her thoughts. Luke’s proposal was so sudden that he didn’t give her a minute to decide. The doorbell buzzed, and an attendant brought them dinner. “Come and join me for dinner.” Luke’s mood had suddenly improved as he pulled out a chair for her. Was it because she agreed to marry him? “Thank you.” She settled in her chair, still grappling with reality. What had she agreed to? Was she making a mistake? But there was no going back now. His offer was too good to resist. She needed that money badly. Or it would take her years to clear the debts. It was just a matter of a year, right? What harm would one year of contract marriage do to her? She had already lost her virginity to him willingly. “What’s wrong? Having second thoughts?” He gave her a suspicious look as he served himself. “I’m not giving you an option to back out, Brynne. The engagement will happen tomorrow and the wedding this weekend.” Brynne felt dizzy. Why was he rushing it? “Can’t we
Brynne shoved Luke away, not in the least intimidated by him. He needed her more than she did. She could sell her house, pay off her debts, and leave the country to start afresh. She didn’t need to go through this humiliation. “I’m not afraid of your threats, Luke. If you try anything with me, I’ll opt out of your deal. You can find someone else.” He watched her for a second, surprised by her counter-attack. He couldn’t believe she meant that. “You can’t do that. You need the money.” She scoffed and shook her head. “No, I don’t. I can sell this house and pay my debts. I don’t need to be your se* slave for it.” Luke frowned, feeling a little upset by her announcement. Was he the only one who needed her? He couldn’t accept that at all. It hurt his already inflated ego to think she didn’t need him the way he did. “And the job? I’m sure you’ll need that to survive.” “No, I’ll find many more like it.” She held his shocked gaze, a sense of victory spreading all over her. “What if you d
Brynne hadn’t known she had been being watched since last evening. After Adam left, she was busy with the packing. The entire house had to be sealed for a year so that it wouldn’t be very dusty when she returned. It was a monumental task. When after an hour, she couldn’t complete, she gave up and declined Grant. Strangely, he didn’t argue. In the morning, when she emerged from her house, her glance fell on Luke’s Bentley parked opposite. Didn’t Grant leave last night? She was getting late for work and there was no time to speculate. Maybe she would find out in the evening. There was chaos in the office when she walked in. While everyone else gave her jealous looks, Julia came rushing to hug her. From the excited look on her face, Brynne knew what the stir was all about. Adam might have spilled the beans and announced her engagement to all at the office. “Brynne, congratulations, girl! I knew it.” Julia reached her and pulled her into a bear hug. Brynne laughed at her enthusiasm. Sh
Lucien saw red the moment his eyes fell on Adam. He hadn’t believed his ears when Grant had updated him about Brynne’s association with her ex. “F*ck off, Carter!” he gritted out at his employee, determined to sack him now. Adam hoisted himself, shocked to see his boss in front of him. It was so sudden; he was at a loss for words. Luke watched him leave and kicked the door shut before facing a trembling Brynne. “What the hell is going on here, Brynne? How can you get back with him in my absence? Can’t you live without f*cking that as*hole?” He leaned over her menacingly while Brynne stepped back, shocked by his accusations. “You’re mistaken, Luke. All my friends were here to celebrate our engagement.” Luke scoffed instead of believing her. “I saw only Carter. He was here last night too with red roses for you. What was he doing here with red roses, Brynne?” He gripped her by the shoulders in a fit of rage Brynne gaped at him, now realizing why his Bentley was always parked opposit
Brynne lay in her room, wondering if Luke would seek her out tonight. After dinner, he received a conference call and disappeared into his study for hours. The children went to their wing and Brynne returned to her room, too. Ever since she had been trying to get some sleep but her heart jumped at every little noise echoing around. She had almost dozed off when she heard the main door open and Luke enter the eerily quiet suite. She could feel him hover outside her door for a few minutes before walking away to his bedroom. Brynne released the breath she was holding and closed her eyes finally. Maybe he wouldn’t touch her before signing the prenuptial. As if she would ever demand anything from him! The next morning, Brynne had just got ready for work when Luke came striding into her room. “What the hell! Can’t you knock? We aren’t married yet.” His eyes swept over her, taking in her work clothes. Without a word, he picked up the suitcase, yet to be unpacked, and walked out. Brynne
Brynne calmed her jumpy nerves as she considered his question. Her dream wedding would be in a place like the Royal Villa, far away on a secluded island. But that was an impossible dream, right? “What difference does it make? I’ll have a church wedding with you.” Their order arrived and Brynne sipped her café latte in peace. She could sense Luke’s restless gaze on her, but refused to meet his eye. “Still, I need to know.” He glared at her impatiently. Why couldn’t she answer a simple question?“When I marry for real, I’ll consider it. As of now, let’s have it your way.” She sat calmly while Luke felt his blood boil at the thought of someone else marrying her for real.“I want to know. So, tell me your thoughts on a perfect wedding. What will make you happy?” He watched her eyes widen as she focused on the red rose adorning their table. “A real wedding with the man I love on a deserted island is what I dream of. I’d love a wedding at a place like the Royal Villa! Maybe someday I’ll
Brynne walked out of the conference room after her last client meeting. Her day was over and she was ready to go home. Was it her home? It was Luke’s home. Not hers. Whatever it was, she was publicly his fiancée now. He announced it to the world in a press meet. Ever since she had switched off her personal phone and just used the work one. Thankfully, Luke didn’t summon her for the press meet and wrapped it up all by himself. After the press meet, there was utter chaos all around as everyone came to know of their relationship. She could sense the spiteful looks thrown her way wherever she went. It made her skip going to the cafeteria for lunch, but Luke sent her a food parcel, much to everyone’s jealousy. “Leaving already?” Daniella stopped by before heading to report to her manager. “You look tired. Have a candy.” She handed her one from her pocket. “Yeah. There were almost ten clients to deal with today. It’s all done and I’m tired.”“I know. Your fiancé is such a hard taskmaster
Daniella I tried to block my ears to his silly banter with Mrs. Griffin. If we were to act as a married couple, these shouldn’t affect me, right? Yet it did. Coz this was uncharted territory, and all we shared was a kiss and a horse ride. “Okay, let’s start, everyone!” said Mrs. Griffin, walking away. Drake leaned in towards me, his eyes dancing with excitement. I wondered what he was so excited about! Me cooking or him watching me cook! “Make it finger-lickin' good! I’ll be watching you!” He turned to go, but I grabbed his hand. “Where do you think you’re going? Stay and help.” I released his hand and shoved the whole chicken towards him. “Massage the oil all over.” He gave me a lost look. “Are you sure?” I nodded and set about preparing the vegetables and ranch dressing. We were making grilled chicken in Wild West Sauce to start with. Although it was a very basic recipe, I was making the sauce for the first time. Mrs. Griffin yelled out her instructions while we struggled to
Daniella Toby’s saddle was perfect for double riding, but I couldn’t relax. It wasn’t because of the trauma I had just been through. It was because of the hottest male creature on earth perched behind me. With his body plastered to my back, I could feel every muscle ripple against me. I had seen him. And it worsened the situation. Even now, I could visualize him naked. He was a solid bulk of muscle with pure power emanating from every fibre of his body. I could feel his face inches from mine, and the temperature soared around us. Drake’s hot breath fanned my heated nape while his arms brushed against my sides as they handled the reins. He reached forward, his arms further encasing me inside his muscular body. I realized it was stupidity to mount in front of him. I should have known. “Are you okay, Daniella?” With his lips millimeters from my right ear, I could feel their movement as he spoke. “Yes,” I said, my voice a breathless whisper. My mind screamed in desperation, urging him
Daniella I tried to focus on my food instead of reacting to his admission. It was a difficult task indeed. “Must you flirt with every female you meet? You’re so pathetic, Drake Ashford!” “No, only you. All my efforts are now focused on you.” His face lost its goofiness as he spoke. If I didn’t know his true nature, I would have believed his shit and fallen for him already. “Why? Don’t tell me you’re short on offers. I’m sure there are others, easier to charm and easy to conquer.” Unconsciously, I held my breath, waiting for his reply.“I don’t want the others. I want you. Don’t worry, I love a clash before a conquest.” He grinned at my jaw-dropped look. I hadn’t expected that. “Overconfidence? You can’t conquer me. I’ll disappear from your life after the trip.” It wasn’t a future threat. I intended to do it. Staying around Drake challenged my emotional and mental well-being. I didn’t want to fall for the devil. This constant battle to resist him was taking a toll on me. If one kis
Daniella“Oh, thank you so much. We’re on a day trip from our honeymoon cruise. The cruise ship will leave Port Canaveral at 10 pm. So we should check out from here after dinner.” Drake winked at me before I could correct the cowgirl.What the fuck is he up to? Why was he pretending we were a honeymoon couple? Was he crazy? I glared at him, watching him chat with the receptionist. He completed the check-in formalities, totally ignoring my reaction.“Is there anything else you may need? We have a fifty percent discount on everything for honeymoon couples today. You’re our first couple! The rest are all families here for the rodeo.”My jaw dropped with surprise. “Oh! Why?”“It’s our owner, Mr. and Mrs. Griffin’s golden anniversary today!” she gasped, handing us our key card. “Your glamping tent is that way, sir, ma’am. Have an enjoyable stay.”“Thanks. That would be all for now. We’ll freshen up and bother you again.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me along. “Let’s go, baby! I can’t wait
Daniella Drake drove the rental car down the Florida Ramp towards Orlando Hwy, and a strange thrill coursed up my body. Knowing his reputation, I didn’t understand why I felt so excited to spend the day with Drake. Why was he killing me with his charm? Did he want to get into my pants? Definitely, yes. Yet my heart thumped wildly in my chest. My reaction to his attention surprised me. Why was I behaving like a hormonal teenager around her first crush? I was a twenty-five-year-old woman, having slept around with plenty of players like him. But there was something about Drake Ashford that pulled me towards him like a magnet. Somehow, I craved his attention. “Have you been to a dude ranch before?” His raspy bedroom voice brought me out of my thoughts. “No. My twin brothers prefer those. I’m more into the star-rated swanky hotels.” I hated the rustic, dirty camps and cabins in the countryside, with insects bothering me. The twins preferred glamping in those. “Oh, you’re lucky to have
DaniellaThe deafening sound of helicopter blades made me stir the next morning. Who was arriving on the cruise ship? “Wake up, sleepyhead. We’ll reach Port Canaveral in two hours. Let’s grab breakfast and head to Deck 4 to avoid the mad rush at the last minute,” said Julia, looking freshly showered and ready.I groaned and stretched, waking up finally. Why did we always have to rush around? Wasn’t this a vacation? “I want to laze around today! I’ve seen Port Canaveral and its attractions so many times.” She rolled her eyes and went over to the tiny window to check. “I haven’t, and you’re coming with me. Surely you aren’t planning to spend time with Drake Ashford, are you?”I turned to give her a sharp look. “No. Why should I?” Julia shrugged and sat down with her makeup kit. “Never mind. Hurry!” I didn’t share her enthusiasm, but I got ready, nevertheless. What would I do alone on a humongous cruise ship? After two hours, we lined up at Deck 4 to watch the cruise ship enter the p
DaniellaIt was evening, and Julia forced me to meet up with the gang for dinner. I had no wish to join them, but she was adamant. “What’s wrong with you? Are you sulking or what?” I gaped at her. Was I? “No. Why should I? Can’t a girl laze around for once?” My behavior surprised me. I didn’t f*cking care so much about a guy before. Then why was I overreacting to the player, Drake Ashford? “Then have dinner with us. I’m not opting for room service.” Julia pulled me along towards the grand dining hall of the cruise ship. As we entered the hall, I gasped at the crowd. The place was teeming with passengers, and I could see our colleagues all over it. “It’s so claustrophobic here, Julia. I don’t think we’ll get a place to sit.” I scanned the place to see our gang occupying a table right in the middle. “Oh, they’ve found a table. C’mon, it’ll be fun.” She pulled me along when my gaze fell upon Drake, sauntering in with the same woman. Blood boiled in my veins at the sight of him. So h
DaniellaI couldn’t stop the gasp of surprise as I stared at Drake. How did he know I had kissed Adrian on the cheek? Was he stalking me? “How do you know? It was a thank you peck on the cheek, not a kiss.”His handsome features lit up as he flashed me a crooked grin. “I was watching you. Whatever it was, you can do better for a ring.” His eyes dropped to my lips, and I licked them nervously. Why was I reacting so much to him? Wasn’t I immune to such pickup lines? ‘He’s flirting with you, Dani,’ I advised myself to stop the pounding of my heart. Yet shyness gripped my body, and I tried not to let the deep timbre of his voice throw me off. “You can’t buy me with expensive gifts, Drake. It’s the feeling behind it, the gesture that touches my heart. Did you go down on one knee? So?” I shrugged and eased out of his hold. I was terribly disappointed with my life. I had expected better from Drake. He almost made it look like a joke, slipping a fake ring onto my finger. Even Ted did bette
DrakeI couldn’t believe she was leading me back to my room. Did she think she would get away with kissing me in private? No. I wanted to rub it in Melissa’s face. She had to see us kissing. I lost my patience and grabbed hold of Daniella’s arm. “Why are we going back to the room?” I muttered once we were out of Melissa’s earshot. Daniella rolled her eyes as if I had asked the dumbest question on earth. “For your damn kiss. Why else?” she muttered back, looking mad at me. “Not behind closed doors! I need the damn kiss right under Melissa’s nose. I want her to see us kissing.” “Hell. No. That’s not happening at all. I’m not kissing you before a ship full of colleagues.” She walked ahead, tagging me along. What the hell! I had never begged for a kiss in my life. I was the hottest male on this ship, and women usually got an orgasm at the sight of me. And here was a woman who had seen me naked! Yet she refused to kiss me! Was she for real?“What difference does it make? They know we’r