Ever since James Barrington the third was a small child, he hated being told what to do. Yes, he was a rebel, a wild child. His mother died when he was in his teens, barely fourteen and his father… Well, suffice to say, he tried his best to tame James, make him into his image. He failed. Miserably. The more he pushed, the more James pulled. Then there was his grandfather. James’ father was his clone. To top it all off, he was the only child. The heir to the Barrington billions. Now his grandfather and father were setting an ultimatum. Give up his philandering and wild ways, get married and take over Barrington Enterprises. Or face being disinherited. Even arranged for him to meet Marcy Davenport, eldest daughter of Richard Davenport, one of the richest and most influential families in West wood. He loved his freedom he was twenty-six for heaven's sake. So, James being the rebel he was, promised himself to marry the first woman he runs into who didn’t know him from a bar of soap, just to shut the old men up. Destiny Johnson is a girl from the other side of the track. Growing up in a poor neighborhood, Des-tiny was used to having very little. Now she lives in a trailer park and works at a convenience store. James sets out to turn her into the perfect girl to impress his grandfather and father, the James’s as he calls them. But as he tries to change Destiny to fit his mold, she is slowly changing his universe around. She slowly reels James in, making him into the man he was meant to be. Call it fate or call it Karma… An accidental meeting changed both their lives in an instant.
View MoreDESTINYHave I walked into the lion’s den? The dimly lit room cast a foreboding shadow over Lord Barrington, who appeared more like a defeated lion than the king of the jungle.“I can’t stay long. I have guests over to celebrate James’ birthday.”He turned a bewildered face to mine. “What? You’re celebrating his birthday?”“Yes, is that news to you?” I retorted, somewhat sarcastically. He should know his own son’s birthday, shouldn’t he?His lip lifted slightly in a semblance of a smile or a sneer. “You don’t know? He never told you.” He uttered a weary sigh. “I need a drink. Have a seat. I’ll have the cook brew you some tea.” Without another word, he walked towards the distant kitchen. I followed, eager to uncover the secrets James was keeping from me."Wait for me in the solarium. This is not something I wish to discuss in front of my staff," he explained, guiding me towards the sunlit room.As I entered the room, the scent of lavender and dahlias filled the air, mingling with the w
JAMESI left the majestic court building, pushing my way through a horde of relentless reporters once again, as I made my way towards my car. The blaring sounds of their questions echoed in my ears while I tried my best to ignore the bloodsuckers.I felt a little better about my birthday after the day lightened up. It might not be a complete disaster like I thought.To my immense relief, the prosecution barrister didn’t charge me with assault. However, there was to be a formal inquiry into Jenna's accidental death, a mere formality, as Judge Harris assured me. Her family asked for it, which I get, but I totally forgot about her family and what influence her death had on them.In all the time we had spent together, I had only visited Jenna's parents' home on two occasions. They were not a tightly knit family, but Jenna's lineage held a significant influence, which explained my grandfather's infatuation with her. He valued social standing more than anything, and that was precisely why I
DESTINY"Have you seen James, Luke?" I found Luke in the bright, sunlit kitchen, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. His smile was contagious, hinting at the happiness he must have felt from visiting his friend's last night. "Good morning," he greeted, turning to face me."Saw him leaving when I came in this morning. He seemed to be in a hurry," Luke replied cheerfully, his voice blending with the clinking of the coffee mug against the counter."That's strange. His court appearance is only next week," I pondered, the sound of my voice trailing off. Unless something unexpected came up. I reached for my cellphone, intending to call James, but a notification from social media caught my attention. It was James' birthday, a fact that had slipped my mind. Why hadn't he reminded me?"Oh, shit..." Regret washed over me. How could I have missed this?"Something wrong?" Luke asked, taking a sip of his coffee. "Make you some tea?" He turned, the sound of the kettle whistling as h
JAMESWhile Destiny slept the sleep of innocence, restlessness consumed me as I tossed and turned. Eventually, I surrendered my futile attempts at sleep and retreated to my study. In the dimly lit solitude of my sanctuary, I contemplated and prepared in case everything went south, because fate had a cruel way of fucking with my life. Mr. Smythe appeared optimistic about the outcome of the trial. But knowing that my father was to testify against me had my mind in turmoil. I had to make provisions for Destiny and my unborn child. I wasn’t about to let them suffer because of my fucked-up family.Determined to protect them, I breathed a sigh of relief as I opened my banking app. It was a minor comfort to see that my accounts remained unfrozen. Thankfully, we had a prenuptial agreement safeguarding Destiny's funds. With a sense of satisfaction, I transferred a substantial sum into her account, ensuring she had enough to embark on a new life if something were to happen. Closing my laptop,
DESTINYWhile I busily prepared our dinner, James kept hovering around me, his eyes never leaving my every move. It felt as if he was afraid I would suddenly vanish. Once, I caught him staring at me with such a profound sadness in his eyes that it tugged at my heart, filling me with concern."Are you alright?" I asked, abandoning my tasks and rushing to his side, wanting to comfort him.But he swiftly composed himself, his expression instantly changing. "I'm fine," he replied, a faint smile gracing his lips. "You're overcooking the steak."Just then, Luke entered the kitchen, his overnight bag in one hand. "Hey, guys," he greeted us. "Will you be okay on your own? Thought I'd give you some alone time. There’s a friend nearby where I can stay tonight. I'll only be five minutes away if you need me."I couldn't help but smile at his considerate offer, as it reminded me of a child seeking permission for a sleepover. "I'm sure we can handle it. What do you think, James?"James winked at me
JAMESI don’t know how Smythe did it, and I didn’t ask too many questions. I was just relieved to get the hell out of that god-awful cramped room. My first appearance would be in two days.“Just answer the questions as honestly and to the point as you can, Mr. Barrington,” Smythe had said during our long consultation.Honest and to the point. I was concerned. What if they asked questions I didn’t want to answer?***It was pitch dark when the Uber dropped me off at my gate. I didn’t have my phone or my keys with me. Feeling like a stranger lurking in the dark in front of my property, I pressed the intercom and Luke’s deep voice answered. “Yeah?”“It’s James. Open up.”Imagine my surprise when the lights turned on and I saw the old beaten-up Datsun parked in the driveway. Not this again! God knows I wouldn’t be able to stomach Aurora Johnson after all that happened. I thought we were rid of her. The gate slid open, and I dragged my feet, thinking of the best way to handle this situatio
DESTINYI watched the police take James away, with so many unanswered questions and doubts roiling through my mind. Has he been taking drugs all this time without me knowing it? I had no experience in drug abuse, wouldn’t even know what signs to look for. Alcohol abuse was my only reference thanks to my dad, and James certainly didn’t fall into that category.Ronan’s heavy hand on my shoulder snapped me out of my thoughts. The weight of his touch on my shoulder made me acutely aware of his presence.“Destiny, I’m truly sorry for everything.” His voice held just enough remorse to sound sincere.“You know, I don’t think I’m ready to discuss this with you, Ronan,” I replied, my voice sharp with frustration and confusion. I shrugged off his hand, feeling a mixture of anger and vulnerability.“I just want you to know that you can rely on me for whatever you need. James isn’t the right man for you, Destiny.” And there it was, his true colors finally showing.“And you are?” I said cuttingly,
JAMESThey meticulously combed through every inch of my study, running their hands over every surface. The sound of drawers being pulled open and papers being rustled filled the air. Mrs. D stood nearby, with a disapproving scowl as she observed the chaos they left behind. The smell of dust and must lingered in the room, a result of their thorough search."Master Jimmy, do they really need to turn everything upside down?" Mrs. D questioned, her voice filled with concern. "Who do they think is going to clean up this mess?"I reassured her with a pat on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Mrs. D. They're just wasting their time," I said, giving her a playful wink. Luckily, Luke had taken care of disposing of the burner phones, ensuring there was no evidence linking me to Jenna.Time seemed to drag on as they continued their fruitless search. Hours passed, and my once orderly house now resembled the aftermath of a tornado. But just as I thought their invasion was over, they found something.“Eh?
DESTINYRonan's face bore the unmistakable signs of truth, etched with a mixture of pain and guilt. James, sitting on the edge of the couch, seemed ready to snap like a tightly wound wire. The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension.With a strained voice, James cut through the silence, his body tense and ready to pounce. "You'd better be lying. My grandfather?!" His words hung in the air, heavy with disbelief.Ronan winced, his face turning a deep shade of crimson. "They blackmailed me, Jimmy. There was some damning footage of me with two girls. They threatened to expose it to the media." The color drained from Ronan's face as he continued, "I swear, I didn't know they were underage.""Jeezus..." James hissed, his voice a mix of anger and shock. He stood abruptly, facing the window with his back to the others in the room. The weight of the situation was unbearable, and I found myself unable to meet Ronan's gaze."Goddammit, Ronan! Why didn't you come to me? I could have helped
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