Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Mrs. Godley beeps behind me as I make my way down the main stretch of road. “Mrs. Godley, what are you doing out here?”
“Being your fairy godmother. Do you need a ride?” she asks with a genuinely sweet smile.
“Yes, please.” I slide into her luxury sedan, feeling the first bit of calm since I arrived on his family estate. The second she hears the click of my seatbelt, Mrs. Godley floors it out of the area.
“So you were at the Prince estate? I hear they’re having a lovely party.” She rolls her eyes. “It’s nothing to me, but Elaine Prince is a total cunt.”
“You know them?” I’m surprised, although I shouldn’t be given where we live. They may seem like average people, but the Godleys have a much larger home than we do.
“Yes, we used to vacation with the Prince family when my boys were younger, but we only meet at the country club now.”
“So you know that they are close with my stepmother.”
“Close to your stepmother? I didn’t even know that they knew each other until this morning. Suddenly everyone around your house made a ruckus as they prepared for the party. For an elegant home, they didn’t build the walls so well. Their cackling screams and rage were loud.” We did have a wonderful three-story home with six bedrooms; stately looking, but inside, it’s pure hell.
I tell her what happened and sigh, “Well, if his mother is willing to do that to me today, she’s willing to stop at nothing to keep me from Edward.”
“And you think that’s enough to stop him? I know that young man. He’s as straight as an arrow. He’s always been a good boy.”
“We’ve only known each other a couple of days. She’s had her claws in him his whole life. Do you think he’d pick me over his mother?”
“You need to have more faith. Besides, I may be old, but I’m not blind. I was there at the hospital. It was like cupid shot the sweet Prince right in his ass.”
“Thank you. I just don’t know what I’m going to do now.”
“Well, how about you get your things from your father’s home and then you can stay at my house until your prince comes for you.”
“You believe he’s going to come for me?”
“You should believe in it too.”
“I can’t have my hopes up. I’ve already gone too far and fallen in love with him.”
“Well, then, let’s just talk about something else. What do you want to do with your life?”
“I don’t know. I hadn’t gotten that far when Edward swept me off my feet, promising me forever.” I hop out of the car and find the spare key that I hid for myself just in case they stole my keys again. The house looks like a tornado struck it and by the time I find my bag, I go in my room and most of my things have been smashed, including the picture of my parents before my mother’s death. I pack what I can and rush out of the house before they come back. Mrs. Godley is waiting for me, but as I pull on the handle of the car, another vehicle pulls up. It’s not one I recognize.
Chapter 9
Edward
A sinking feeling hits me when I can’t find my father around the house. He’s not anywhere she said. A woman I’ve never met starts clinging to me. “Edward, it’s so good to see you. I think we need to go find a private room to spend some time alone, if you know what I mean?” She winks at me.
“I know what you mean, but I’m engaged and most definitely not interested.” I’ve had those offers for years from almost every single female my mother paraded around me, including some of her friends. I can tell she’s been drinking, so I hand her over to the security around the room and go to find Ella. God only knows what my mother has said to her. I knew I shouldn’t have left her alone.
When I find my mother, she’s standing around a group of women, and none of them are my Princess. “Mother, where’s Ella?”
“She went to the powder room.” Nodding, I know which one she would have sent her to. I stand outside the bathroom, waiting. It’s a multi-stalled restroom strictly for parties, so I wait. One lady exits and blushes as she moves down the hall. The next one comes out and I ask, “Is there anyone else in the bathroom?”
“No.”
“What?” I storm into the bathroom and check for myself. She’s not in there, so I make a beeline to the family bathrooms. One after the other, she’s nowhere to be found. Every second that passes, I’m getting more and more pissed at my mother and with Ella. If she left, I’m going to bring her over my knee and remind her that I’m fucking for real.