A Deal with the Devil's Heir

palpable. "Hey Claire, get up! I've got fantastic new

pile of pillows artfully arranged to resemble a person. Mrs. O

llowed, summoni

y, her eyes fixed on t

ce was icy. "Wher

ice trembling. "S-she w

glass cup from the table and hurled it at the

r out after curfew?" Mrs. Olivia seethed, her f

welling up in her eyes. "I'm

ing with fury. She snatched her phone from the b

she barked, ending the call w

f sweaty bodies for any sign of Claire. "Where the hell is the young

drunk and shouting over the music. One voice stood out, and Dave's eyes

she declared, her friends ch

, your mother seeks your presence at home," he

es unfocused. "Home? I

ease come down, young miss

himed in, "Yeah, take her hom

" she shouted, startling everyone around her. "I

o laughter, and Dave's face turn

l guy who looked vaguely familiar. "Xavier!" she exclaimed,

back, but it was too late. A hidden paparazzi had

Dave said, quickly usheri

ooked up at the stranger, still thinking he was Xavier

stranger. "I'm so sor

"It's okay, things lik

home, wondering what other su

ern face, sitting on the edge of her bed. "Jeez... that was quite

nyielding. "Just look at your

at was about to come. "Is this how a lady behaves?" he

"Oh, Mom, plea

it's because of your reckless behavior that your

start. "What?! Marriage? No, Mom... I can't get ma

laire. If you had been a more obedient daughter, who didn't constantly emb

in desperation. "Mom

e firm. "Your marriage to Mr. Xavier

shock written all over her face. "Wait, what did you s

ds to herself. "I'm getting married to Xavier Sinclair?" She fel

aced with desperation. She pinched herself, winci

" she squealed, her voice barely containing her joy. She jumped out of bed, twirling around the roo