A Scandal With Mr. Nightwood

kles wasn't submiss

sour taste of defeat. No more humiliat

ip turned to iron, eyes darke

r on your li

but playing along, I nodded firml

pened, into a victorious, devilishly, preda

, pleased with my subm

e loopholes bef

loopho

The engagement announcement needs to be r

nveying a series of orders into it

iew with Lia James in thirty minutes. Tell them Mr. Night

ning to me with chilling coldness, his ey

ha

ou are not that loser's girlfriend anymore, you are my soon-to-be

istering his words because such swift

his phone but paused, "Why

ka

lly, I sat beside him in his private confer

imate and luxurious. Soft lights, sheer supremac

ric!' I though

as a display of affection. His other hand sprea

ve in thre

le started watching immediately, filled with intri

" the interviewer,

istine Iglesias, following the... scanda

" Zayne interrupted, his voice deep, sm

rate then, Mr

g mine. An unreadable gleam flickere

gh his actions when he lifted our joine

licated, irresistible relationship." He paused, lett

n no longer hide

maculately displayed his affection openly,

fied, studying his mystifying expressions

esting my head lightly on his shoulder. It felt shocking

hoping for, Mr. Nightwood? That you ar

ew she was going t

g intensely tender. He tucked a stray strand of my hair behind her

to be my wife," he declared,

ha

e. R

s,

his assistant placed the beautiful carved box

smirking playfully while sliding the ring smoo

rantic rhythms, shocked and disheartened a

the future

ertainly the pa

from it and uphol

my entire world. The man who had pulled me

Sav

our child and we are announcing our engage

amed in her head. But the camera saw o

ar," I smirked,

re for vengeance, and

from your relationship with Mr. Carton. Can you address the claim

place one hand flat on my chest and another t

chapter," I said, injecting just e

yne, he showed me what real com

well, but we are foc

judgement, he spoke up first,

re with my fiancé or my family, t

essing firmly on my shoulder to serve

Good luck

w was a smas

ike fire caught on silk, raising mor

er perfectly, subtly emphasizing t

ateful, devotional,

e left alone in the conference room, Zayne's smile,

cellent perfor

ck, loosening his tie, looking

wedding is in two weeks," he enunci

Zayne, that's insan

do what you

to the armrests of my chair. He caged me in, his chest so

ht as he leaned down, his lips inches f

e collision, for the seal of the deal,

! I am s

pulled back instantly, my face flushing a deep,

ook embarrasse

ily while he licked his lips slowly, t

gth. Being a Nightwood is much

left silently with a determination gathe

might end up receiving m