Dinner
846 Words
Garth's POV
After a while, we pulled up to the Blackwell mansion in a black Mercedes-Benz. And when the door was opened, I came down with two guards.
They walked beside Catherine.
“Darling, we are late,” she said.
I shrugged before I entered the mansion.
I suddenly stopped when I got to the door. My face went cold. I flashed back to how things moved from sweet and friendly to disastrous.
It started years ago when I lost my mum and my father got married to his secretary after a few months.
I swallowed the thoughts, there was no need to bring back the past.
“Garth,” Catherine called from behind.
“I will go in first,” She said, and walked in.
Even while walking, she looked perfect. But not compared to the woman I had a one-night stand with. My fiancé was remarkable but she had no depth.
I looked at the open door and I heard their laughter and excitement.
But it didn't matter to me.
“What are you doing? My cousin Marcus asked from behind. “Won't you go in?
I looked straight ahead and walked along while he followed behind me.
The lights and chandeliers were still all the same. The house didn't change much. But it wasn't warm or safe.
“Garth, you are here! My father called out when he saw me.
My Dad was putting on a strip shirt and black jeans. You would agree we all had charming eyes.
My mum was seated beside him. She was wearing a beautiful lace gown with a full face of makeup and lipstick.
Meanwhile, Sebastian sat like he was a perfect gentleman, and he didn't say hello when I entered.
A lady was seated next to him.
When I walked in, he didn't make an effort to greet me, but I didn't mind.
I wasn't bothered either.
“Son! My Dad called, and I turned my attention back to him.
“I apologize for coming late.” I said, but my face had no hint of remorse.
“It's fine. I'm happy you could join us.”
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Ever since Catherine arrived, I noticed the subtle look Sebastian had been giving at her, and it infuriated me.
Her fiancé was handsome with a handsome appearance, and it made me wonder why she would cheat on him.
When everyone was finally settled, I felt uncomfortable sitting with them. I just kept running my fingers in my curls.
They all had an aura of wealth which I lacked despite the fact I was putting on an expensive dress.
My mother-in-law looked perfect, and it made her look younger than her age.
Catherine and her fiancé looked like royalty as well.
Garth was putting on a black tuxedo. His newly trimmed wet hair gave him a perfectly conjuring appearance.
His eyes were deep and blue, and they reminded me of the sea.
It was intimidating to look at him, yet for some reason I found myself stealing glances at him.
He was perfect.
His face and jawline looked like it was carved by the gods. When he swallowed, with his bulging Adam's apple, it was the sexiest thing I had seen in a while.
Watching him turned me on.
The way he picked his glass and drank from it had me in a chokehold.
I wouldn't have paid attention to him, but after what Sebastian did, I didn't care if it was his brother.
As he placed his wine down, his gaze fell on me.
When we made eye contact, I froze. My breath hitched in my throat from how handsome he looked.
I looked away but he didn't. For some reason, it seemed I sparked something in him.
Maybe my hair, eyes, my lips or even my dress.
“Amelia,” my father-in-law called after a couple of minutes.
They were having a conversation, and I wasn't involved, so he wanted to involve me as well.
“Your hair looks nice on you dear,” he said.
“Thank you father.” I smiled. “Actually, it's my natural hair.”
There was a smirk on Garth's face.
“Sebastian likes it when I carry my natural hair,” I said.
Garth looked at me and the memories from last night flashed through his mind.
His phone buzzed, and he snapped out of his thoughts. He excused himself and walked off the table.
At that point, he felt used.
<How could she be my brother's wife?
While he was lost in his thoughts, I walked down the hallway.
Without hesitating, he followed me outside.
“Amelia! He called out.
I stopped, and my eyes trembled when they met his.
“You are the one. Yes it's you! You are the one that begged me that night!.”
“What are you talking about? I lied.
I'm his brother's wife, why will
he say something like that to me?
My thoughts went out when he leaned in and kissed me passionately, forcing his tongue into my mouth for submission…
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