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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 · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
128 Chs

Prologue

DESTINY

“Destiny, you have to go. Take Suzy.” My father pressed the car keys into my hand. “Leave this place and don’t look back.”

“But Daddy…” I was crying. “Where will you find me?” My father was my world, and now he was forcing me to leave him.

“Here, take my phone. Don’t change numbers. I will find you, my girl.” He parted the curtain with one hand, peering outside. “The cab will be here soon. You know I have no other choice.” Daddy was leaving to work on the oil rigs.

“I can’t say no to this opportunity, Des. You’re a grown woman now, you need to find your own way in the world.”

My mother left us when I turned sixteen, got herself a rich man. She said she couldn’t take it anymore to live like this, worrying about every penny, scrounging to make ends meet. She was pretty, I guess, and men liked her.

I left school to look after Daddy. He was a mess – started drinking, not working. I had to find odd jobs to put food on the table. But we got by, and Daddy slowly got better.

Now after my eighteenth birthday, things changed. I worked as a waitress in burger bar near our home. Men were beginning to notice me, and I understood why Mother left. Men offered me money to sleep with them, sometimes a lot more than what I earned. But I refused. I wasn’t going to make myself into a cheap whore. I wanted to earn a respectable living. My father was right, I couldn't stay here any longer.

I watched as the cab took him away, wondering if I would ever see him again. Then I threw the bag with my meagre belongings into Suzy’s trunk and started on my journey into the unknown.