April Moore’s played by her family’s rules all her life. Now, she’s outlived most of her family and those rules she’s forced to live by have the world seeing her as worthless. April believed she loved David Moore, and she believed he loved her when they married. Soon after the wedding, his sweet compliments, and generous gifts disappeared. Two years later, April said goodbye to her deadbeat husband and enjoyed being challenged by an interesting billionaire. What’s a woman who’s claim to fame’s the yearbook’s ‘Ms. Plain Jane’ going to do with the football captain. Sure, it’s years after graduation but, the things he remembers! Damien Jones is busy pretending to maintain the image of a useless playboy. While he’s stepping in for his father at the new resort because his father wants to hide his slow death. Now corporate sabotage hits the resort during the wedding of a friend Damien is acting as best man for. It becomes complicated. The resort booked for the wedding for the week. The harm came from a guest or staff member. Competition is steep in this town and reputations can die if this leads back to someone. April’s full of talents and secrets. She always was. damien believes he has a chance with April. she’s lost the training wheels and she’s coming out swinging at life. to damien, April’s beautiful in everyway. But will society have something else to say about their relationship through the backdrop of their friends’ wedding and business gone awry? April and Damien will confront social climbing relatives, corporate saboteurs, steamy nights and more. After that, will they find love?
もっと見るApril didn’t run from Chloe, not with the lights on. Chloe's actions were visible to onlookers. April found herself stuck with no time to create a scenario or narrative to embarrass her. She couldn't quickly discredit April without raising questions about her own motives and presence. Chloe couldn't create false situations to blame on herself. April entered the lobby from the corridor and wrapped her robe closer around her. The lighting appeared so bright now after the dark. The soft sounds of people, music, and machines now appeared louder than before. She sighed because it’s over and she could find everyone else and ensure they’re okay. Then she’d retreat to her suite and hide. At least, that’s what April thought she’d do. That’s not what happened. April stepped toward the front desk and Damien’s voice came from behind her. “April, where were you? I told you to stay in the lobby or the lounge.” His words told everyone he’s annoyed, and Ap
April watched David back away and leave. She sighed, letting her shoulders relax. Her arm hurt where he’d squeezed it. The ass thought she’d allow him to take her somewhere to hurt her. David signed the divorce settlement papers. He still believed he’d manipulate her life. A server appeared out of nowhere, startling and said to April when he refreshed her tea. “Enjoy Madam. If you need anything else, please signal me. I’ll bring it to you.” “Thank you.” Pastries next to a cup showed server presence. April studied the cup of tea as she thought. Damien had the staff watching her. Were they caring for her, guarding her, or protecting her? He wanted her in his life; she wasn’t sure if he understood all her facets. His feelings might change following that revelation. She ate and thought. David wanted his freedom, and then he acted like that. It won’t work; she would’ve to set a boundary. Damien would severely reprim
"I want what you owe me." David said as he loomed over April. His face was in shadow, which meant she failed to see his hate filled glared, but she didn't miss his grip on her arm. The familiar pressure and pain were there. "David, I owe you nothing. Now, release my arm. Anything I have now has come from outside of our marriage and your prenuptial agreement and postnuptial agreement don't include it. You've signed the settlement, and I've already submitted it to my lawyer who's filed it. It's a matter of days we'll receive the official divorce certificates, and this'll be over." April said, and she hadn't cowered or cried. She'd seemed too calm, and her satisfied smile rubbed David the wrong way right now. "No, I don't believe you. It won't happen so soon. It's too early. I'm not ready. It can't be over." David leaned in closer as he spoke. His emotions rose as he spoke and revealed something odd. "What's the matter David? I
April felt the heavy drops of the rain; she stood up from the table. It came with a suddenness no one expected. April held her arm ahead of her face. Damien surprised her by taking her other hand, pulling her from the table. “Damien, a bride will change everything.” It’s out of your hands and you won’t miss your control.” Neil said. Their joking exchange had April questioning their playful banter. Was their banter veiled matchmaking. April didn’t know Damien; a hasty remarriage wasn’t her intention. “Well, that’s an excellent save darling.” Carolyn pinched Neil’s cheek, and she gave Neil a fond smile. “Yeah, wasn’t it? I’m hoping Damien’s taking notes. He’s going to need it.” Neil kissed Carolyn’s cheek and released Damien’s shoulder with a smile. “I heard you I’m still married. Okay, I’m getting wet. Can we move along?” April said from Damien’s other side as she raised a hand in protest. She wanted to set her
“Carolyn, my dear, you can’t be more correct I’ve found my son the perfect woman and he won’t need to wait for a divorce. Damien, meet Emily Franklin.” A voice emerged from the twilight, drawing everyone’s gaze into the shadows behind Damien and April. “Oh, lord, she couldn’t lay off for this event, could she? I feel sorry for you, man. Oh God, that’s not a woman. She’s a child throw her back. I don’t think she’s not done yet. What’s your stepmother thinking, David?” Neil asked in a groan. April noted the men’s fearful, tired expressions. Neither man liked her doing this. Sure enough, Ellen Jones, Damien’s stepmother, trudged through the sand. She’d missed the path by inches. A childlike girl who looked eager and annoyed followed her through the sand in the dark. “Enter stage awkward new group crazy. At least you share no blood with her. I can’t say that for my uncle, he won’t surprise us.” April said to Damien with a small l
“How did you avoid a catfight?” April asked Damien when she saw him, as they walked towards the beach. The beach paths crossed several small dunes. They led down by a cliff and created a distinctive atmosphere. The paths provided safe beach access. If they didn’t, they’d find loose sand under the wild picturesque grasses. The winds made it easy to fall as the guests walked to the beach. The clam bake dinner awaited everyone to watch the sunset as they ate at the zenith of the beach in the region. Lights and flags marked the paths for the return trip. Guests took their time walking down the path in ones and twos. Music filtered up from a steel drum band and the smell of spicy seafood and the sea added to the atmosphere. “We didn’t, the Caddy told Chloe, whoever sent her the photo had set her up. She’s married and showed photos of a woman with three children. The photo was David helping the Caddy climb up to retrieve his clubs off the top of
Damien found Neil at the start of the gulf course. Luke lurked behind him with his golf bag with Neil’s assistant, Danel. Damien had noticed the weather hadn’t cleared, either. The groomsmen eyed the sky, worry etched on their faces. The rain cancelled this afternoon’s game. “Neil, we’re leaving; let’s see how far we go. Let’s enjoy the course for as long as the weather holds. Who knows we might get through the course before the heavens opens on us.”Damien said to the group to keep the groom and the party happy. He looked at Luke, who had everything organized. They started off enjoyable enough. Damien remembered assistants for every groomsman, but David. David was a wildcard he hadn’t planned for. He attended because Neil wanted him there to monitor him and Damien could see Neil’s point. Neil’s question regarding David’s whereabouts became clear; David lacked trust. David arrived late and brought a female with him to act as
April met Damien the next morning for breakfast with Carolyn and Neil. They were their chaperones, in theory. Tradition and friendship put them in their places. Fun and enjoyment had them sitting there laughing together. “Well, something’s changed because it’s changed between you after that rather interesting kiss. I thought David was going to either swallow his tongue or attack.” “I don’t know why, and I don’t care Carolyn. He was there with his signature of documents to end our marriage in his pocket and his hands on his lover. Who I might add he’s declared will be his next wife in front of everyone. It helps get over him faster and let’s me see it’s okay to go after what I want.” “Oh, hey Neil! I think April’s got it! Okay, so we’re having fun this morning. Just us.” Carolyn said. She was all smiles as her hand swept over the restaurant’s patio railing at the grounds beyond. April tried to smile excitedly, but the heavy cl
April had returned to her suite an hour before when someone knocked on her door. She debated not answering the door. She didn’t know who it was, but her dread was there. If it was Carolyn, or Neil, they’d text or phone first. Damien would learn. April sighed; it might be Damien. She needed to check. It wasn’t. Beatrice was behind the door. Waiting for April, the woman paced restlessly. Something wasn’t right with Beatrice. She looked jumpy or shaky. That’s something April hadn’t noticed before. She should mention it to Carolyn when she returned from her honeymoon. Was she on medication that wasn’t working? Or was she drinking with a medication she shouldn’t? April also perceived a nonexistent object. Beatrice wouldn’t leave; she kept banging on the door. “Beatrice, what do you want?” April asked. She opened the door, observing the older woman outside. “Why delay answering, April? Who's there?" Be
April Davis Moore knew she could count to infinity, and it wouldn’t be enough. Nothing would save her from this scene or her losing her temper at some point. It didn’t matter what she did, her husband David was determined to make it happen. That was a forgone conclusion. She’d never lived the life of a typical socialite. Far from it, in fact. For years, after school ended, April didn’t appear on social event lists without a well-placed word from someone. Her husband, David Moore, had a well-placed family of a sort. His family made forced their way into the social scene using various not-so-subtle tactics. He’d failed to use April in a scheme which fell apart, but she wasn’t supposed to know. April was supposed to take the fall for him in the scheme. “I want a drink. So, get your lazy ass moving April and check us in. I want to put that drink on my suite’s tab. No sense in wasting the all-inclusive part of this wedding.” David’s Moore’s fing...
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