“Would you mind being my date to some sort of ball tomorrow?” Lucien asked.They had both decided to discuss their schedules at Mara’s house seeing that they had signed the contract at his place. She had told him to make himself available in the evening as she had some many things to do.Lucien was not about to admit that he had anticipated what her house looked like and that he was going to be seeing it for the first time made him very anxious.“A ball?” Mara echoed, she was sitting across from Lucien with her robe inched on her waist. She had been trying to do her evening skincare routine after a hetic day at the office; there had been an issue with Alexander’s supply of materials to her and so they both had to meet again to properly identify the error.“It is some kind of ball for painters and admirers of arts, I have sent some of my works to the gallery but it would be lovely if I was present to properly gauge the reactions of the people to them and there will be dinner afterwards
Mara arrived at the office quite early, she had to get everything with Alexander sorted out before the ball with Lucien. Her receptionist informed her of the presence of Alex“He is already here?” she asked in surprise“He has been waiting for quite a while, I asked him if I could call you and inform you of his presence but he insisted that there was no need for that.”“Where is he?” Mara asked.She had tried to be extra early so she would arrive and be seated before Alex who had made the appointment for today.“He is waiting in the visitor’s space for you.”“Let him up to my office in the next ten minutes, I just have to tidy up.”Her receptionist nodded, she had also been surprised at how early the son of their partner had been and thinking about it now, he ad asked to wait in her boss’ office but she had refused. She wondered if it was alright to tell her boss that but decided against it.Meanwhile Mara made haste with settling down in the office and making ready the files where the
Mara got no call from Lucien about the dress theme for the party they were supposed to go for and she only assumed he probably had forgotten to give her the text she had asked for, she sighed and picked up her phone to call him instead. Her meeting with Alexander Russo had gone well until he had asked her out for dinner, he had seemed disappointed and almost angry at her refusal and she could only guess that he was a man that always got what he wanted from anyone. She was going to have to draw the line for him against mixing business with pleasure, not like she wanted any sort of pleasure with him. She had business with his father and it was only quite unfortunate that he was going to be taking over till his father got back from his honeymoon.Mara stretched in her seat as she searched for the personal number of Lucien Rodrigues, she bent her neck to the side and heard a satisfying pop; she had been seated for long and so decided to get up and begin pacing to loosen already knotted mu
The interior looked like something out of a movie and Mara was taken aback at how grand it looked. Her grip on Lucien’s arm increased and this drew his attention to her as his eyebrow raised“Are you okay?” He asked her“I guess, I wasn’t expecting so many people” she told him as he was signaled by the gallery owner“Me neither but who knew the people of New York liked art”They walked over to where the man stood with a woman, Mara guessed was his wife. She had that look of sophistication and boredom about her, like she had seen this all before and only wanted it to be over“Lucien Rodrigues, I am glad you could make it and this must be your fiancée and fashion goddess; Mara Sinclair. This is my wife, Lauretta and she is a huge fan of your designs.” The man said.“It is an honor to be here” Mara told him as she shook the hand he held out. She turned to the wife who now wore her best hostess face although it was clear how much of a fan she was of the brand“I cannot wait to see the stu
All drawings made by the artists were put on display but still veiled as they awaited the major sponsors of the events. Mara and Lucien were led to one of the VIP tables with one of the girls smiling stupidly at Lucien. Mara scoffed before taking her seat, she hoped this was not going to be the case every time she went out with Lucien.“Mine is the last one on the right” Lucien whispered to her, oblivious to the stares he was receiving from various women around the room. She was pretty sure he was used to the attention, besides he was a billionaire and also a very handsome man.“I cannot wait to see it” Mara told him, a smile coating her lips.She hated to admit but he was an absolutely great artist; it had to be the way he brought his paintings to life, she had seen one he had gifted Elizabeth and she had been in awe at how perfectly he had been able to capture the sunrise.A noise interrupted her thoughts and then they had to rise for the dignitaries. Lucien stood but maintained the
“Alexander” Lucien nodded towards the approaching man. He was doing all he could to not snap and plant his fist in the smirking face and he could hardly tell if this was as a result of him buying Mara’s painting.“How much more money do I have to offer for you to sell the painting to me” he asked again coming to face Lucien.Lucien was some inches taller than he was so it was almost comical having to look down at the man“The painting is not for sale” Lucien enunciated.From his side eye, he could see the gallery owner fidgeting whilst glancing from one billionaire to the other“Bold of you to assume that I need more money, Alexander. You seem to have forgotten whom you speak to.”“Ahh, far be it for me to forget a Rodrigues but everything has a price although I am yet to figure yours.”Lucien smiled like he found what Alexander had said amusing before he turned, totally dismissing the mafia boss“Wrap the painting, I shall pick it up on my way out and do be careful with it, I would n
The letters in front of Alexander’s eyes burned brighter until they were unintelligible, he stared at the smiling face of Lucien Rodrigues and the also smiling face of the woman of his dreams; Mara Sinclair as the words burned even brighterBILLIONAIRE TO WED FASHION GODDESS… REPORTEDLY ENGAGEDLaughter bubbled inside his throat as white hot heat raced down his spine, they had put the best picture for last because on the next page was a close up picture of them kissing outside the art gallery yesterday for the world to see. He had her in a passionate grip while her arms were around his neck and he could all but envision how Mara must taste as Lucien ravished her. How could she not see that he would be able to give her so much more than the Rodrigues could ever.Alexander slammed the newspaper on his table and began drumming his hand together, he was waiting for the boys he had sent to the gallery as soon as he left and he could only smile at what hell they must have wrecked up. It was
Alexander was not expecting Mara’s phone call and so you must imagine how utterly surprised he was when he saw her name etched vividly on the callers ID“Mara” He drawled as he picked up“Alexander, I hope I am not intruding on anything but we still have to meet to discuss the materials seeing as your father is still absent” she told him“Of course, I shall meet you at your office” He told her“There is no need; we can have that dinner you wanted on your yacht, I am told that is where you are right now?”“That will be a splendid idea, I shall send a car over for you” Alexander told her.She muttered something and hung up.She wanted to have dinner? Strange, Alexander thought as he continued holding the phone with his eyes staring at the painting of her. He had to admit that Lucien was a good artist, he had gotten the emotion filtering through her face at the moment and it was almost like he had seen her smile himself.The police had come to question him concerning the missing painting
CAMILLAIt was useless feeling sorry for myself, I thought.The lighting in the club was low as I stepped in with my friend, Bella.“Not bad” I murmured.“Told you” She responded triumphantly. “This is what you need to get over him. Nathan Clark is an asshole and should dump him in the dust where he belongs”I wanted to correct her that he wasn’t an asshole, he was merely disturbed but I did not.I was not here to sympathize with him or even think about him. I was here to have fun and that is what I am going to do.I was putting on a red dress and it complimented my eyes way more than I thought it would.“Come on, we should get a drink” Bella pulled me to the bar.The bartender winked at both of us and then asked what we would likeIt was at the tip of my tongue to say nothing but I was at a club, wasn’t I?“Sex on the beach” I announced.Bella turned to me, surprise in her eyes. I was pretty sure she thought she would have to force me to drink.“I would have the same” She told the ma
NATHANThere was nothing to say as I dropped Camilla off at her home.I waited until I was sure she had gotten in before I headed in the direction of my mother in law’s house.I pushed in Christian’s number, my teeth gritting as it rang.I was furious.I did not want to admit I was more furious at myself than anything.“How did your date go?” Christian’s asked as soon as the phone line clicked.“Send me the name of the witness” I grunted.“What is wrong?”“Send the name, dammit”“You need to calm down, Nathan. Where are you going?”“To settle this once and for all” I told him. “Now send the damned number to me”I hung up before he had the chance to say anything or convince me to back away because I would not.I drove way above the speed limit, stopping only when I had gotten to the mansion’s gate.It brought back memories of family dinners where I had to defend Eleanor over and over again. Where snide remarks about the reason I was with her reached my ears and she said nothing about
CAMILLA“I did not think I was ever going to see you again, Camilla” Sarah smiled as soon as I entered the restaurant.She wagged a finger in Nathan’s direction, shaking her head at him.“With the kind of food you sell? I will be coming in here for a very long time” I smiled back.Nathan and I took our seats and waited.She had a queue as usual and I could not help the smile as I glanced around.“You would have watched your father kill me” Nathan commented.“I admit that would have made me feel better for a bit” I told him.He appeared shocked but I could tell from the way his eyes twinkled with delight that he thought it hilarious.I had not expected he would go over to my parent’s house especially seeing as I wasn’t there in the first place.My father however had called me when he arrived with a gun to his head and asked if I wanted to see him. I had hesitated just for the fun of it“I deserved that”“Yes you did” I agreed.“Thank you for coming here with me”I nodded once.Sarah dr
NATHANI was pacing like a fucking clown.I was expecting Camilla at the office today to discuss the project that we were involved in together and I could not help the restlessness coursing through my body.I wasn’t one to be this nervous about anything.“Deep breaths” I told myself, trying to go along with my instructions but to no avail.So much so that when my receptionist announced her presence, I had worked myself into a frenzy.My breath caught in my throat as she walked in, her eyes taking the room before settling on me with stark clarity.What had I been thinking? I thought.Starved of attention?Who was the blithering idiot now?“You look well” She commented, taking the seat in front of me.“You look beautiful” I murmured.She paused, her eyes meeting mine.Sparks flew, that was for sure.“How do you feel?” She asked instead.“Much better. Thank you for attending to me yesterday. For even accepting the phone call from me”“Of course, I am not a demon even though I do hate you
CAMILLAI stared at my ringing phone with Nathan displayed boldly as the callers ID.What the fuck did he want?I however put it to my ear, my heart jumping at the sound of his voice“Camilla, I know you can hear me” He rasped“What do you want?” I asked.“To talk” He answered.His voice appeared tortured… like there was something wrong with him and for a minute I was concerned before my head overrode my stupidity.“Concerning the project-” I began“Not concerning the-” He sighed, his voice trailing off.“I need you” He muttered softly that if I had not been paying attention, I would have missed that simple statement.“Mr Clark” I stopped when I heard his labored breathing.“Is something wrong with you?”“No, its nothing… I just need to speak with you”“Nathan, what is the matter? You sound distressed”He chuckled and then I heard him cough in the background“You are not concerned about me now, are you?”“This is not a joke, what is wrong with you?” I asked again, feeling panicky.He
CAMILLAMy father drove us straight to the house and I did not argue nor say anything when we arrived and my mother enveloped me in a hug.“Oh baby” She crooned.“I am okay” I reassured her“Come on in”I inhaled the familiar scent of home, my muscles relaxing.“I am going to bed” I announced.Their words fell over themselves as they agreed immediately to my request.My eyes closed as soon as I fell on the bed. I did not want to think of anything, I did not want to begin to analyze the anger in my heart directed at one person in particular.When I finally opened my eyes, it was noon.I made my way downstairs and was met with the searching eyes of both my parents.“Are you okay, baby?” My mother asked.I took a seat beside them.“I am not some fragile child you have to be worried about always, mother” I said.“You are my child and I have every reason to be worried about you” she countered.“I am going to be fine” I told her.My father said nothing but I turned to him anyways.“I have d
NATHANI felt like an absolutely horrible beast or maybe that was what I wasStarved of attention?If there was anything, I would admit that I have been the one acting like a starved and crazed person anytime she was near.I had only said that to infuriate Rodrigues, her father more than he already was.I did not stop to think that she might be listening in or it was the worst thing to say about a girl I have come to like.I winced, rolling my tongue in my mouth as the pain from being punched in the face kicked in.Williams walked into the open room with surprise on his face.”What happened?” He asked immediately.“It is over” I told him, my voice unbelievably calm.“What have you done, Clark”I whirled at him with anger in my eyes“What makes you think I am the one at fault? You are the reason everything has gone to fucking shit” I barraged him. “What did you think was going to happen when you decided to invite Rodrigues and I?”I took a deep breath envisioning Camilla’s disapproving
CAMILLA“We really need to talk” I heard Nathan whisper from behind me.“I have nothing to speak to you about. Are you ready?” I asked him.“I am but-”“Then we should leave to the bar”I turned to look him over, angry at the flutter in my chest and the way my whole being appreciated his looks.He had jeans on and I never thought anyone would look absolutely stunning in them and there was the shirt he was wearing which was rolled up to his elbows, giving free view of his tattoos.I stilled my panicked heart, turning back around and taking a step before he stopped me with a hand on my arm.“I want to apologize for the things I did earlier. It was mean of me to try to take away the seriousness of your feelings and I am sorry. I should be a better person than that” He had a contrite look on his face as he said this.“I am not mad at you, Nathan” I lowered my voice. “I just feel I am more invested in this business than you are and I need you to be professional and take it seriously”He no
CAMILLAWhat had I been expecting?A profession of love?I knew the sort of person Nathan was… a hard man and I had thought maybe I would be able to get through to him and why?Because I found him intriguing? Because I loved his view on life or is it because I wanted to do all I could to get out of my father’s shadow.No, that is wrong.Nathan Clark might have been my ticket out but I had come to understand and admire him as an individual.He was a fighter that much was obvious but he was also an asshole.I locked the adjoining door as soon as he left, leaning against it with the tears stinging the corner of my eyes.Another knock“Camilla” My father’s voice came through.“Give me a minute” I called out.I stared at myself in the mirror, running my fingers through my hair.When I opened the door, my father knew immediately that something was wrong.“Are you okay?” He asked“I am fine” I responded. “I was just sleeping” I added so he did not ask any more questions.“I know we should ta