[Denali’s POV)
I continue to watch Rosco for a moment longer before dawning my drink and then turning. Fine, if he wanted to be with Nadia, then he could be with Nadia. It wasn’t my place to care who was hanging on his arm anyway.
Reaching out, I grab another drink and make my way toward the dance floor, where many couples are swaying happily together to a slow bear being played by the DI..
Sighing, I take a sip of my new drink and watch the dancers while trying to stop the emotions from boiling up.
- me.
nts and who he wants”
“Get it together, Denali,” I whisper, chugging the last bits of my drink. “He’s free to do what he wants
This was exactly why I refused to let anyone else in because they could so easily say one thing and turn around and do something else completely. Look at Alexander. He promised me forever and then turned around and fucked my stepsister, and I was even now engaged to her. Words were fucking pointless..
“Wanna dance?”
Turning, I meet the bright blue gaze of a man with tousled red hair and a kind face. His full lips are twitched into a smile as he patiently waits for my response, and before I can even think, I’m nodding
Beaming, he grabs my hand and begins to lead me out onto the dance floor. Once we are in the center of the crowl, he grabs me and pulls me close.
“Is this okay?” He asks when I tense. “If not just..
“It’s fine…”
“William,” he offers, understanding what I was hinting at “William Turres-
“Torres?” I repeat, feeling my heart squeeze. “So you’re related to Rosen.”
“I’m his cousin.”
Remaining silent, I begin to wonder if I’m a magnet for these Tunes man, while William begins to spin me around to the music. First, I’m married off to Rosco, and when I’m stewing over basically being abandoned, his damn cousin is the one to try to comfort me.
“I have a confession,” William continues, drawing me out of my daze. “I actually know that you’re my cousins wife, but you looked so lonely standing there that I just couldn’t stop myself from wanting to help.
“Help“” I repeat, raising a brow. “I don’t quite understand what it is that his supposed to need help with.”
“You don’t?” He counters, spinning me out and pulling me back in. “My cousin is allowing another woman to hang all over him while his wife is alone. I’m sure that you were trying to find the right man to help make him jealous.”
I bite back the laugh that wants to escape due to William’s words. How was it even possible that Rosco would be jealous over me? He didn’t give a damn about me aside from my participation in his revenge plan
“He doesn’t care,” I say quietly while my heart squeezes painfully. “Our marriage is strictly for business”
“Is it?” William counters, shooting a look over his shoulder while his smile grows broader. “Do you want to test it?”
“What?”
Confusion flaring, I look in the direction that William is to find Rosco watching us. Nadia still clings to him, but he seems to not notice her at all. Instead, his dail eyes are fixed on William and me.
we test it?”
“You think he doesn’t care about you at all,” w
William continues. “Shall we
w?” I ask, keeping my gaze fixed on Rosa. “What do you love in mind?
“This.”
Casping, I nearly fall as William gives me a tug and begins to pull me through the crowd toward a balcony that is attached to the ballroom that we are currently in. When we reach it, he leads me down the many steps that lead to a garden until we reach a large fountain that is beautifully lit by multicolored lights
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nnounces, farming is amount on that be stinking me. “Shall we test my theory?”
Frowning, I attempt to peek past him any to be stugged as he grabs my cheeks and starts to bend, but before his face can get anywhere near me, a enor rips through the air, and William is being whithin ummi and then pushed, so he gas flying into the fountain.
Eyes widening, I tear my gaze away from William memim emped lossen, who is clearly working to keep his temper in check.
“Someone better fucking tell me what is going on time grows, Ling In William to me “because I can’t possibly be witnessing what I think
For a moment, I don’t speak as I continue to lank from Willum, who was get angry when he allowed another woman an
“Does it matter? 1 demand, feeling my anger
grand opening of a resort that he insisted he was dedicating
lunk of annisement, to Rosco, who wears one of murder. Who the hell was i
the one that spayed the night with another woman and then brought her to the
There was no way that I was going to allum Ruem make Illam and no out to be the had as when we didn’t do anything wrong. Everything happening between us was an act, but what he was doing was serii infidelirs
“don’t know what game you’re trying to play mit. I continue when ustetant speak. That I don’t want to participate in it. Either you’re with me or you’re not, but I won’t just sit idly while you flant another woman |||
Thu. Il do dove my own image and pride to think about, you knime.”
As I speak, I reach out
“…” | gasp. attempting to pull away while his hand tangles into my lian War
Pulling away Bosco stares into my face with a look or contenteeises etched on i his free hand caresses my cheek.
“You were jealous,” he murmurs, looking pleased with himsell. “You mere
Tantump grabbed by Bosco, and his mouth is meeting mine.
am.. Doung forward, he perses his lips against mine again while
Opening my mouch, I prepare to argue, but stop as a major realisation lut me and Fan’t devenu want to be embarrassed or angry
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“You did all that just to try to get à rise
die.” Rosco confirms. “Bere you keep acting like you don’t give two shits about whether o
Behind me, I hear a burst of leuchter as William dimbs out of the fouustain und begos to minės
Hooker take my work here is done,” He manages between chackles. “Do take gual care of me amusant, will
1 den 1 spent in William begins to make his way back tomind the resort, and once he
, wanting full disclosure on what was happening. “To see if I wald pİNME
To are if I wor
hur’s right.” Busto confirms. And my theory was corre
correct. You were su jualeus, you actually worked coprifier with my amuan to try me angry
“2” (beps, zill sing to process and keep my emotions in check. “You shole!
“Kasibole or not, you care about me he chuckles, kissing me again. “And now that you’ve given yourself away, I did im you away, princess.”
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