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Chapter One
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Peirce
I've followed my little model from the city to this small island she was raised on. I would follow her all across the world and hell as well. It doesn't matter to me. I'll be with her always even if she tells me she doesn't want me. In fact, if she thinks she is getting married to anyone other than me she is going to be in for a big shock this weekend. If I have to kidnap her and fly her across the world to a deserted island than so be it.
She's up dancing with the younger of the James sisters. I don't know all of them but I'm sure one of my security guys has a file on all of them. I made sure to have one on the son of a bitch that lives with her. I slowly breathe through my nose instead of making the growling sound that rests in my chest and wants to break out every time I think about him. Reef - who the hell names their kid Reef?
I have no problem getting rid of the obstacles that stand in my way where Willa is concerned. If that means this guy is going to take a huge payout to get lost then so be it. If it means I'm going to have to be even dirtier than that...she is worth whatever I have to do to make this happen. I want to give her time to come to terms with this thing between me and her, but I'm not sure how much more I can take to be honest. I've done without her sweet body against mine for two long fucking weeks. Two. Fucking. Weeks.
It's crazy that I'm not ready to be locked away right now considering how many nights I've been away from her. It's a wonder I haven't already taken her and whisked her away for my very own. Two fucking weeks. And now she has the audacity to show up with him. The memory of our last face-to-face meeting springs to and my gut grinds like I might have been chewing on nothing but glass for the better part of a week.
"What the hell? Are you using me?" I shouldn't open like this but it's hard to be patient and loving when you are stretched thin like I am. "Was all of this a joke to you?"
"Don't come off all sanctimonious with me when you're the one treating this as nothing but a game!"
Clearly, I've done something to piss this angel off. If she would just tell me what I would fix it and make everything all right again. But she won't even talk to me. I've sent flowers, candy, fucking jewelry, and nothing works for this woman. What I thought she would love she sends back to me. They aren’t just empty gifts either - she loves daisies but especially the ones that have been colored brightly and dusted with glitter, she has a shoe addiction that I love to help supply, and she doesn't care for fruity candy but loves chocolate as long as it’s not dark chocolate. Anything with caramel really is her favorite. As for jewelry, she loves natural stones, big rocks that look like she can hardly hold them up.
These things are simple really. I've dated women who have asked for diamonds dripping off of them, the most expensive roses but not Willa. I don't know what Willa wants and it is driving me crazy.
"You ghosted me. I've been trying...," Trying to find a way to let her let me love her.
She holds up her hand to stop me. "I realize what you've been trying to do which is exactly why I haven't been accepting any of your tokens of...of...cheatery."
What the hell is she talking about? I would never even look at another woman now that I've found my Willa. Other women offend me, they turn me the fuck off, because they are not her.
Her eyes fill with tears and my heart jumps up in my throat and chokes me nearly to death, "Go back to her. There's nothing for you here. I'm going home with Reef for the wedding. Please just forget about me."
She begs me but this is the one thing I cannot give her. I could never forget her. "Wedding?" Her words finally catch up to me and punch me in the gut.
"Yes, wedding. You know, that thing that makes your wife your wife, you bastard!" She turns from me and walks away. I let her go this time but only because I am certain this wedding she is talking about having is never going to happen. Not as long as I have a breath left in my body!
So I follow her. I follow her to her island. I follow her to this bar and I will be following her to the church if she doesn't give up this ludicrous idea of marrying her fuckboy. I watch as he stands to walk away from her. Maybe he has to piss, maybe he's going to buy her another drink, either way, I wouldn't have left Willa for a second. She might need something and then I wouldn't be there. This proves this asshat isn't right for Willa. Willa is a woman you never leave alone.
I stalk over to him intending to just offer him money. Enough money to make all of his problems go away. All of the money if that’s what it takes. Instead, the words that have been bubbling up inside of me fall out. "She's mine! Willa James is mine!"
The idiot cocks his eyebrow at me like he doesn't understand what I'm talking about - like he doesn't realize a woman like Willa is worth fighting for. "You have no idea what you’re talking about man, so piss off."
It’s the wrong thing to say to me right now.
"Yeah, I do. Willa James is mine! And you're going to call off the wedding and walk away."
This crazy bastard actually laughs at me.
"If you want the wedding called off you're going to have to talk to her sister and the groom, man, but just a little heads up - the groom has a gun." He turns and looks at one of the men in formal uniform showing he's a police officer. "And I don't think he's going to be too happy about his wedding being canceled but hey, I can't wait to see this train wreck."
"Wait...what?"
"Willa’s not the bride, dude."
I spend the next ten minutes talking to my new best friend. Turns out we both want the same thing after all - a James sister...just not the same one, thus the new best friend part. He does his part keeping the sisters at bay so I can make my way to Willa. She sees me and pales. Not really the response I want her to have when she sees me but I'll take it over radio silence.
"What the shit are you doing here?"
"We have to talk, angel." I use the name I've designated as just for her. She is my angel. When I first saw her she had golden curls ringing her head like a halo and was dressed in white lingerie. I take her by the arm and start pulling her through the crowd. I need to make sure we are somewhere she can't really run from me - somewhere quiet so we can both get to the bottom of what is wrong.
"We have nothing to talk about." She tries to pull away from me but I won't let her. "I don't want any fucking thing to do with your cheating ass!"
