Nicholas’s POV I knocked back my sixth shot of the night, hoping maybe it’d be the one to make my night better. It wasn’t. Things were already bad enough. The music was too loud, Damien wouldn’t stop chattering in one ear, Olivia had been trying to grind on me for the past forty-five
Lacey’s POV The last thing I would’ve expected was to run into Nicholas here. The room was stifling, all at once–Nicholas’s words creeping towards a yell, flashing lights and loud music, the beautiful woman doing everything in her power to drape herself over his lap. I couldn’t help myself
Lacey’s POV When Selena’s palm came into contact with the manager’s face, he looked more shocked than angry initially. I was too stunned to react. Selena, meanwhile, had already pulled away without missing a beat. “There’s a camera built into these glasses,” Selena announced, tapping the c
Lacey "You and your sister have to leave this house today," my stepmother said, calmly. This was only the second week after my father's death and she's tired of pretending obviously. "I agree," I replied. "And you can’t come back. Ever," she added. "I agree," I answered with
Lacey I stood in the church, profoundly uncomfortable in my wedding dress. It wasn’t the dress’s fault. It was a lovely thing, lush satin trimmed with lace and delicate beading, with a flowing skirt and graceful sweetheart neckline, but it didn’t feel right. Nothing about this wedding felt righ
Lacey’s POV We rode a rental car back from the wedding. Still wearing my wedding dress, I bundled my veil awkwardly beside me. Tiff had gone to stay with my friend Selena for the next few days while I settled into our new home, so it was just me, my new husband, and the chauffeur in the ca
Lacey While my so-called husband's behavior often left me feeling annoyed and confused, it has to be said again that he was decent. Particularly after leaving the Julia's, I did get a good night's sleep in this new home. The first thing I did when I woke up the next morning was check
Lacey “What are you doing?” Nicholas’s voice cut through the darkness, aghast. Despite the awfulness of the situation, I noted with some humour that it was the first time I’d heard him speak with any real emotion. But– My husband. Oh, god, there wasn’t any intruder. It
Lacey’s POV When Selena’s palm came into contact with the manager’s face, he looked more shocked than angry initially. I was too stunned to react. Selena, meanwhile, had already pulled away without missing a beat. “There’s a camera built into these glasses,” Selena announced, tapping the c
Lacey’s POV The last thing I would’ve expected was to run into Nicholas here. The room was stifling, all at once–Nicholas’s words creeping towards a yell, flashing lights and loud music, the beautiful woman doing everything in her power to drape herself over his lap. I couldn’t help myself
Nicholas’s POV I knocked back my sixth shot of the night, hoping maybe it’d be the one to make my night better. It wasn’t. Things were already bad enough. The music was too loud, Damien wouldn’t stop chattering in one ear, Olivia had been trying to grind on me for the past forty-five
Chapter NineteenLacey’s POV In the end, I didn't call him. He was probably busy. Had more important people to talk to. And anyways, I needed to call Selena and ask her to watch Tiff tonight. Tonight was my last shift at the club. Ever. I texted Selena, asking her if she could
Lacey’s POV When I wake up at 10AM in an empty house for the first time in ages, I almost can’t believe it. Normally there’s work, or my stepmother, or Tiff needs to be taken to school–but I don’t have work today, I don’t live with that wretch anymore, and Selena offered to take Tiff to s
Nicholas’s POV The moment Olivia and I step into the office, it’s obvious why she made sure to come here with me. Olivia wraps her fingers around my forearm a moment before we walk through the door, cherry-red nails digging into the fabric of my suit. She’s close enough that if I shove her
Nicholas’s POV“What on earth are you doing?” I rushed towards Olivia before I could take the time to think through my actions, grabbing her wrist even though she’d already thrown the vase. She gasped as my fingers wrapped around her skin, collapsing against me and crying. Her raven-black hair
I blinked, stunned. “Yeah, of–of course.” “So when are you leaving?” Lacey asked. I glanced down at my watch. It was just past 10:00PM, and I didn’t know when Olivia’s flight would get in. The last thing I wanted was for her to track down my current address–she certainly had her methods a
Nicholas’s POV When I saw the concerned expression on Lacey’s face, I was surprised by the mix of emotions that hit me. It must’ve been the seriousness of my expression that made her think something was up. On the one hand, Damien’s words had definitely given me a lot to think about. Drunk