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THE BILLIONAIRE'S DESTINY. Flirting with Fate

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 disinherit-ed. Even arranged for him to meet Marcy Davenport, eldest daughter of Richard Davenport, one of the richest and most influential families in Westwood. He loved his freedom he was twenty-six for heaven sakes. 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, Destiny 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. With her different outlook on the world, 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.

Charmeleon · Urban
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128 Chs

Father and Son

DESTINY

We drove back to the house in tense silence, the only sound being the hum of the engine. James occupied the front seat, his gaze fixed on the road ahead, while Luke took the wheel. The atmosphere made me acutely aware of the growing distance between James and me.

As we approached our gate, a sense of unease washed over me. To our surprise, the gate stood wide open, and Lord Barrington's sleek limousine was parked in the driveway.

"What the hell is he doing here?" James muttered, his impatience evident. Without wasting a moment, he leaped out of the car and rushed towards the house. I followed suit, with Luke trailing behind me.

"Luke, please wait outside," I pleaded, not wanting him to be involved in the impending confrontation.

"I'll be within shouting distance, Destiny," Luke replied reluctantly, his apprehension palpable. He reluctantly obliged my request.