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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

Stranger Danger

DESTINY

James had been acting strangely ever since his return. Secretive. Lately, he seemed distant and guarded, unwilling to open up to me. Despite my attempts to get him to tell me what was lying so heavily on his mind, he would just change the subject.

I couldn’t help but feel hurt that he didn’t trust me enough to share what's going on. Every little thing he did seems to be cloaked in mystery: walking away when he's on the phone, refusing my help to unpack his things, and even not wanting me to shower with him like we usually did.

Part of me believed that he's simply feeling self-conscious following his operation, but the other part worried that something much deeper was going on. Could it be that he might have seen the photos of Ronan and me on social media?

Surely, he would have said something, though.

It is frustrating that he’s making excuses to keep me at arm's length, not even letting me drive him to his doctor's appointment.