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Chapter Four - Seeing her in a different light.

Wyatt

Alyssa stares at me with wide eyes and is overwhelmed. I had just informed her there would be four hundred guests and media coverage. Also, it isn’t at a hotel but at one of California’s most expensive resorts, which is closed off to the public for the wedding. It is my cousin who is getting married. He is in the top five wealthiest under-thirties list in the whole of the United States because of his tech business and his wife-to-be, one of the world’s biggest fashion models right now. It is a big deal. I think he is an idiot getting married at twenty-three, but who am I to judge? He is in love.

She jumps to her feet and paces her living room, “No, I can’t. It is too much pressure. You need to find someone else.” She panics.

“You have already agreed. You aren’t backing out on me now.” I state firmly.

“Yes, because you threaten my damn job.” She snaps.

I shrug, “You could have quit.”

She stops, her hand on her hips and glares at me, “We all don’t have the luxury of being billionaires, Wyatt.”

I stand and walk towards her, standing only inches from her, “You are acting like a brat.” I growl.

“A brat? Really? I am not a damn child. I think I am being reasonable, considering you are the one blackmailing me.” She yells.

God, I would love to fuck that damn attitude out of her. I know how to deal with brats like her very well, but she isn’t mine, so I can’t. I don’t want her as mine either.

“You are acting like I am asking you to do something terrible.”

“I am being forced. Do you expect me to be happy about it?” she huffs.

“Yes. You will spend your weekend at a beautiful spa and resort with incredible food and expensive wine and watch two people who love each other get married. You get to spend two nights in a stunning room, and it will not cost you a single penny. In return, you only need to smile and pretend you like me. Plenty of women would be grateful.”

You would think I was asking her to slum it somewhere with me. I am offering her a weekend, which she could only imagine having.

“Yes, pretending to like you is going to be the hardest part.”

Her reply is curt, and it is hard for me not to snap at her. I take a second to take a couple of deep breaths so I can reply calmly.

“Trust me, you could spend the weekend with someone worse than me. You don’t need to like me; make it seem like you do.”

“Whatever. Is that all? If so, you can go now. I have plans for the night.”

I think she has had enough of me for one day.

“You can’t talk to me like that.” I hiss, my fists clenching.

The words weren’t supposed to come out, but they did.

“I can talk to you how I like. You are in my home. I am not at work. You are interrupting my personal time, Wyatt. You can boss me around at work, but not here. It is time for you to leave.”

She stands straight up, confidently, and speaks each word with a stern tone.

I reach in and caress her face with the pad of my thumb. She gulps, and her cheek turns red under my touch.

“If I really wanted to, kitten, I could boss you around in more places than at work.” I rasp, purposely pressing my body to hers.

She whimpers softly, “W-w-what does that even mean?”

I laugh loudly, “Oh, wouldn’t you like to know.”

I could have her on her knees, begging for me if that was what I wanted. She has no idea the things I could make her do. I am confused about where all these thoughts are coming from. I have never seen her in such a light. Then again, I have never seen the sides of her she has shown me today, and her attitude and the way she is standing up against me are the reasons why I am seeing her differently. They may be turning me on.

I am tempted to close any space between us and kiss her, but I won’t, not tonight. If I did, she would be putty in my hands and forget everything she has said to me tonight.

I smirk and pull my hand away, “I will see you in the morning, Alyssa. Don’t be late.” I warn.

She stands there, staring at me, too bewildered to speak. I chuckle and walk away, leaving her apartment. I was dreading this weekend, but I am not now. I can make sure it is fun for both of us. I may also torture her for kicks. I don’t like when people don’t listen to me or argue with me. I will call it payback. I hope that Alyssa doesn’t mess it up. I need everyone off my back, even for a short time.

If it were up to my family, they would have me married with a family by now. I am only thirty-three and still have time. I am in no rush. I don’t even know if it is something I want. It would need to be a special woman to make me marry them. One who will accept every part of my life. It won’t work if they don’t.

I hop into my car and drive home. I don’t have plans tonight, but I have a lot of work. I tend to work Saturdays most weeks, but since I am away this weekend, I want to make sure everything is caught up on before I leave, or I will be stressing out. I am a control freak in more ways than one; everything needs to be done right.

I will be up to silly hours in the morning. I don’t tend to sleep great. It has been like that for as long as I can remember. I am fine as long as I get a few hours. Tomorrow will be a long day between work and shopping for a dress with Alyssa. Something tells me she isn’t going to make life easy for me, and probably rightly so. She will forgive and forget once we are there.

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