All Chapters of A Marriage of Convenience: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

James appeared with a cardboard tray of coffees just as his grandfather had finished telling me that I needed to be careful when it came to Onyx. But I’ve met him…. He seemed far more interested in me than anyone I’ve ever met. And he’s my mate, so he wouldn’t hurt me… right?James reached up, scratching the back of his neck nervously, “I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I guessed.” A deep sigh left his lips, “I hope you like it.”I noticed the lighter color peeking through the tiny hole in the lid and a smile graced my lips. “As long as it’s not black; I’ll be fine.”His eyes lit up as he watched me take a sip, and I felt like a teenager all over again. The thought of knowing that someone pays attention to the little things makes me feel special. “We were supposed to sit down for lunch the other day, but you stood me up,” James’ grandfather narrows his eyes, wincing as he adjusts himself on the bed. “Joan tells me you’ve been a bit busy getting into trouble.”“Let’s not do this now,”

The door wasn’t even shut when James’ fingers laced through my hair, angling my face so that he could capture my lips in a searing kiss. With one hand on the small of my back, and the other tangled in my locks; He kicked the door shut, walking me backwards until the skin on my shoulders pressed against the cool wood. The hand that was on my back moved around to my throat, slowly creating a trail of sparks as his thumb pressed against my pulse point, “Fuck, Rosalind. Less clothing. Now.”James didn’t waste any time sliding the straps to my tank top down before ripping them clean from my body. He stepped back, eyeing me appreciatively before I watched in amazement as his nails formed into claws. He dragged the sharp point on his thumb down my lip, nicking the skin as he pulled it away from my mouth. His eyes swirled with bright green as the pad of his thumb smeared the small bead of crimson across my lips, “So fucking stunning.”Now I was most definitely rendered speechless. James’ e

“I…. can’t,” his head tilts to the side as if he’s in pain.A flicker of softer, deeper green flashes within his bright iris’, and I know James is fighting with Onyx for control.“Don’t hold him back,” I whisper, pleading with James, but he continues to fight for control. The fur that has sprouted from his arms begins to fade, and I feel as if I’m watching a scene from a horror movie. Something with so much CGI that I would normally laugh… but this is real life.And it’s happening to me…“I trust him,” I whisper. “I trust you.”That was all it took for James and Onyx to come to some sort of agreement when it came to the situation.James’ body quickly shifted into a large, almost black wolf. The moonlight shining through the windows highlighted the lighter, chocolate brown tips of his fur.Sitting up, I was mesmerized. Lost in the moment of a real-life movie that just so happened to be my reality.“May I?” I reached my hand out towards his thick muzzle. I wasn’t nervous, but my hand sh

“How are things going?” Caden crowds the small booth at a diner just outside of town. I woke up this morning regretting ever agreeing to meeting with him, but I’d pushed it back three times, and he was growing impatient. Caden, I’d learned, is a persistent man. His personality was a far cry from the man I’d met in that Gala all those years ago. He was far colder, more calculated. If that would have happened to me today…. There would be a scathing story about it plastered on the cover of the daily magazine. “We don’t have to do the small talk.” I pinned him with an icy glare. He didn’t truly care to get to know me. Not at a friendly level. He simply cared about the story I was about to tell him.“Don’t do that,” he shook his head, placing his hands behind it before leaning back against the sticky leather. “I feel as if it would be a disservice to both of us if we sit here and pretend that we care about how the other is doing.”“Who says I don’t?” Caden challenges. “The predatory g

James’ lips pulled slowly into the most magnetic smile I’ve ever seen.My heart raced like an engine on the slow climb up the elevator. I considered taking the stairs to give myself more time to go over exactly what I was going to say, but I’m not sure my heart could take it.The moment James saw my forced smile, his disappeared from his face, “I’ll kill him, Rosalind.”Glancing around, I was thankful no one was hovering close enough to hear those words leave his lips.I forced my feet to move towards him, and the moment I was within arm’s length, James reached out, pulling me into his body. The air left my lungs as he squeezed me against him. With the most featherlike touch, his lips brushed the top of my head, “I’ve been going crazy without you.”“I’m okay physically,” I whispered against his chest. He still held me against with the grip of a man who was terrified to let go. “I’m okay.”His relieved breath tickled the top of my head, and his grip lessened a fraction.“Can we go to y