Misery truly did love company. Lies, deceit, secrets, it was all unworthy without glamour; for no one lived as dangerously as the one with a stacked wallet. The night was nothing short of glamour and glory, or as Aaron would refer to it, grandeur. Aaron McEnroe's party to celebrate his recovery was talk of the town the entire week, the entire world was aware of it, except perhaps for Mr Party. People had shown up in numbers, and Junior felt like he had an entire nation to bear witness to his limitless love for his father. The event organiser that MJ recommended was of great help and she managed to pull off the event at such a short notice. Junior was impressed, Anita Simmons had done a great job, and if this did not scream love, then he would have a hard time convincing the guests tonight. He watched his father standing at the entrance and welcoming the guests. The treatment had done the trick, he looked as strong as an ox and already had big plans for the c
Everything was going according to plan, not only had people shown up in numbers to witness Aaron’s love for his father in a glamorous fashion, the people she had invited were also here. While the masses were having a good time drinking champagne, there were a few faces in the crowd that were very much uncomfortable. MJ was seated across Sandra Cooper at one of the tables. Sitting so close to her made MJ wonder why she was in Ireland because it was clear that she did not know anyone at the party. This was not Sandra's kind of scene, so it was strange that she even considered coming after MJ cooed Aaron Jr into sending her an invitation. Sandra and Alastair did not move in the same circles, this was more of Alastair Cooper's scenery than Sandra who was a certified housewife. "So, how do you feel now that the house is finally out of your hands?" MJ asked, watching her carefully. Sandra shrugged. "As difficult as it is to get used to, it is quite refreshing, hon
"This party would have been more interesting if I had planned it." Logan looked up to be met by a tiny body sitting on one of the bar stools, she was dressed in an off-shoulder black mini dress and hiker boots, and did not put much effort into styling her wild curls. He smiled, amused that he was not the only person bored out of his mind. He had only come here with the intention to irritate MJ, but after she gave him a stern warning, he steered clear of her. "It would have been a costume party, and I would be dressed up like a pirate," she said in a voice that sounded like an adult's, but there was something that easily gave away her age. "Really?" He asked. She was facing away, with her back to the bar, she looked around the room while swinging her legs on the chair. She turned around swiftly, her eyes knocking the breath out of him as he stared at her. "Why not?" "You know, I've been told that I have a rare eye colour, and it's true because I've never
Javier Mendoza felt like strangling someone, there was a scorching feeling in his throat, he just wanted to scream. It was a damn pity that he could not touch MJ, she had really outplayed herself tonight by making sure that he did not enjoy himself. Inviting Anita Simmons and Brianna to the party and pretending that was just a coincidence, that was a good move on her part and doom on his. He had to tread carefully throughout the entire night in order to avoid running into either of them, they only exchanged a few words with Anita and their conversation could not be any more awkward, and Anita made a dash for it in less than two minutes. He never got to speak to Brianna, except for the time he went to greet her with Daniella, and she had looked every part uncomfortable, especially when Daniella asked her what she was doing there without her husband. The worst was when Anita had asked if they had met before because she looked quite familiar, Brianna had looked like
Logan watched through sleepy eyes as MJ struggled to get comfortable in her seat. She kept shifting from side to side while looking out the window every second. He wondered who she had messed with, she did everything in a rush, from leaving the hotel to locating her jet to find her crew, and finally getting to Logan's private jet. She was restless as if expecting an ambush. Even after they took off, her nerves were still shot and she looked like she was having a hard time breathing. It took a while for her to finally recollect herself. "What happened back there?" Logan asked, still unable to keep his eyes open. MJ turned to him with a frown. "Don't worry yourself about that, Logan. I did what I had to do," she muttered tiredly. Logan smirked. "It was fun." She did not satisfy him with a response, instead, she tucked at her dress, looking annoyed. "I need to get out of this dress," she grumbled. "I can help you out," Logan suggested darkly, and
They could say the world was coming to an end, and Brianna doubted that would top the predicament she found herself in, in the last few days. She heard her laughter churning in her mind, remembering how she had not remembered the sound of her own laughter until the day she met her husband, Adam Grayson. It felt like such a distant memory, like everything that had happened in these past weeks had erased all the happiness she had built for herself all those years ago. She knew one thing for sure, exposing Samantha was not a mistake, neither was forming an unholy alliance with MJ Billings. However, there was something deeply unsettling about her latest stunt, she could not believe that she allowed Samantha to reel her into her crazy adventures. She knew her husband would not fall for the story about Brianna having an affair with Javier Mendoza, he knew she would never cheat on him. But still, if Samantha could work out that they are connected somehow, how long
She had not moved a muscle since he left her in the cold bare room again.Perhaps this was what she deserved for trusting a man she had only ever known under the sheets. All she wanted to do was to teach her baby daddy a lesson, she wanted to remind him why it was crucial for him to stay away from them, but in the end, she shot herself on the foot and put her kids in danger.For a second she had believed that she was in control of the entire situation, she had them all exactly where she wanted them. After all, she was Sienna Ortiz, the world bowed at her mercy.But she never realised that her arrogance was her biggest weakness.Her face looked like a canvas, with different colours splashed all over it from all the crying she had done when she thought her children were captured.Liam walked back into the basement and dropped a bag at her feet, she had to give it to him, he was smarter than he initially played out to be. She had underestimated him.The ma
The party was over and the last few of the guests were piling out of the restaurant. His father had long retired for the night, and Aaron Junior settled at one of the tables with a coffee in hand, he was drunk beyond limit, his head felt light and he could barely walk on his own.Everyone had left, except for the event planner who was helping the waiters to clean up. His mother could not have stayed longer than an hour, one minute she was there, and the next, she was gone. She had gone as far as switching hotels a few days before the party, that girl’s visit had left her unsettled. He could not wait for the day when they would no longer have to hide their relationship.“Mr McEnroe.”He lazily gazed up at the source of the voice and his lips quirked up. “Ms Simmons, Mr McEnroe is my father.”Anita Simmons smiled with a slight nod. “My apologies, Junior. Uhm… I just wanted to thank you for giving me this opportunity. It was truly an honour to work o