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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 · Urbain
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Girl Interrupted

DESTINY

James and I went furniture shopping for baby. It was nice to get out of the house. No, actually, it was awesome. The last couple of weeks had been suffocating for me, as if the house was suddenly too small for all of us. Mainly because of the rising tension hanging like a heavy storm cloud be-tween James and Mother.

I couldn’t blame James, though. Aurora wasn’t innocent in all of this. She was actively out to goad James, and I couldn’t understand why. Something happened between the two of them, but they kept mum about it. Except for Mother dropping the occasional hint.

James had been keeping to himself lately, preoccupied with his own thoughts. When I asked him about it, he brushed it off as being work-related. Nothing to worry about. But today he’s been almost his old, carefree self. Joking and flirting with me.