Her Fake Billionaire Husband

6: And the end to a bad day

*Jackson*

I am not sure why I find myself on the way to the Vega palms hotel and casino, I am telling myself I am just here to get a closer look at the competition, but the truth is that I am mostly looking for her... miss Ines Vega.

For some reason she intrigues me like no other woman, she kinda annoys me a lot too, and hell she slapped me. But some part of me needs to get close to her again, just to see what will happen.

I mean that kiss, it had lit a fire in me, a desire to have her, to possess her, to claim her as mine, but also to protect her and worship her, definitely not feelings I normally have in company with women.

Caught up in my own thoughts I don’t look where I am going, I slam into someone, or more like she slams into me, coming around a corner with fast steps. I quickly grab her, so she won’t fall.

“Get your hands off me”. She spits. “And look where you are going. Are you blind or something ?”

“Eh, I can’t look around corners if that is what you mean”. Okay I found Ines, or she found me. “But you are the one who should look where you are going, as you walked into me”.

She almost hiss at me and I wonder if something is wrong. “I live here, don't come tell me where I can walk”.

“Wow ! Take a deep breath”. I grab her hand. “Are you okay Ines ?”

“I said keep your hands off me”. She pulls her hand away.

Okay, she is starting to irk me. “That wasn’t what you said last night, at least not while my lips were on yours”.

“You bastard”. Her hand instantly comes flying, but I kinda expect it, so I catch it, closing my hand around her wrist.

“Oh no little miss high and mighty, once was more than enough”. I step closer, letting the menace drip from the words she could do with feeling a little scared. “Do not hit me”.

She looks ready to spew fire. “Or what, are you gonna hit me back ?”

“You might think very little of me, but unlike other men you know, I would never hit a woman”. I kinda throw her hand back at her, making her take two steps back.

She goes pale. “What do you mean by that ?”

“Nothing”. I have already said too much. “Have a nice day miss Vega”.

“I am sure it will be much better when I do not have to look at a low life like you”. She yells. “You are not worthy to kiss my shoe”.

I turn, letting my eyes travel from her lips, down over her body to rest on her most sacred area. “And still you would have let me kiss … anything I wanted last night. That says more about you than me, don’t you think so ?”

*Ines*

I scream like a banshee, and stomp off, hearing his teasing laughter follow me. I know I over reacted, but he just…it annoys me that he kinda pushes me off my axis, out of my comfort zone and makes me question myself.

And after the day I have had, this was just the very last thing I needed, so that is why I kinda ended up taking my frustration and pain out on him.

Well, who cares…he is a low life, he is an American, he is a scoundrel and probably a gangster too. Okay so not the smartest person to offend, but he did say he would never hit a woman.

I hurry inside, getting in the elevator in the West wing and up to the top floor, where my father has his office. I know he values Maceo, but when I tell him this there is no doubt he will let me break the engagement and fire the bastard.

“Daddy...”. I open the door without knocking and stop in my tracks, some sleazy looking guy is showing my father a bunch of money stuffed in an old bag, like a doctor's bag or something, and then I wonder why I am even thinking about what kind of bag the money is in.

“Ines”. My father snaps the bag closed, and puts it down behind his desk. “What are you doing here my dear ?”

“I.. I..”. I stare at the desk. “Why did he give you a bag of money ?”

My father just smiles and waves off the sleazy guy, when he takes a step forward. “Oh nothing you should worry your pretty little head with Ines, but I think we need to talk”.

“I .. I “. Damn is that all I am capable of saying ? “I need to go, I forgot I have an appointment… hairdresser”.

I all but run from the room, ignoring my fathers demands that I come back. Now I definitely need air, and to wake up from this weird dream… because I have to be dreaming.

Everything just swirls in my head, Ivelisse, Maceo, my father… and Jackson, for some reason he seems to fill the most, even if what he did was small compared to the others.

After wandering, trying to think, trying to figure out which dilemma, which person to figure out first, I end up by the lake, watching the sunset. As there is a beach party at the wyldwood this evening there is no one around. But somehow it doesn’t help me think.

Suddenly I hear a branch snap and I whirl around, just as a shadow steps out from behind a couple of small decorative trees, planned to give shade. Right now they serve to conceal the person's identity.

“Who’s there ?” I call out, suddenly feeling slightly worried, I mean I am all alone and the noise from the beach party would prevent anyone from hearing me.

“Fancy finding you here.. all alone”. The person drawls as they walk closer.

And now I can clearly see who it is, making me breathe out with relief, but also tense with annoyance. “You ! Leave me alone, I don’t want to talk to you”.

“Good thing I don’t want to talk then”. The voice is angry, agitated and suddenly fear grips me again.

Before I can react I am attacked and hit over the head with something heard, I only feel the pain shortly before the second hit turns out the lights and I have no idea that I collapse like a rag doll on the brink of the lake.