Forgotten Promise (Forgotten Series Book 2) (13 page)

~Nathan~

“It’s a done deal,
Nathan.”

Hearing the agony in
her voice. Just one more reason why I want to drag this doucebag back to Texas,
and let them have the ass back. Let him wreak havoc in his own home, not mine

“He’s the new owner.”

“Has he made a move?”
I ask.

“He’s lost his mind,
he thinks he still has a chance.”

My breath skidding to
a halt. “A chance to be with you?” Inhaling a sharp breath, all of my fears
coming to light with this one statement.

“You know that’s
insane, Nathan. He may have control over my job, but not over me.”

“The truth is, you
don’t know what’s going to happen, Bryer.” His intentions known, but his plan
remains a mystery.

“Stay calm, we have a
wedding to prepare for.” She says, laying her hand on mine, her ring proof of
what’s to come.

But calm is the last
thing I feel. I should have known he wouldn’t give up, he’s a bad guy. I want
her to quit that job, I’m not opposed to begging. I can’t protect her there. “I
asked Stan to meet me at the gym. Be strong, we’ll figure this out.” Sounding
assured, but if I am being honest with myself, I’m pretty much fucked.

“I have to go over
details with Clayton anyway.” And some details I want to remain between Stan
and myself. “Yeah, I’m a wreck.” I admit before she can beat me to it.

“You’re completely
justified, Nathan.” Her hand cupping my cheek, she smiles as if everything will
be just fine. “I know you, Nathan, you want to kill him with your bare hands.
Just make sure it doesn’t end up on Maury.”

“That would be more
Clayton’s style.” Appreciating the moment of humor we share.

“You know you want
to,” she whispers.

Careful what you wish
for comes to mind.

~ ~ ~

After arriving at the
gym, running slightly later than anticipated, I see both Clayton and Stan. I
don’t waste a second. “I heard from my lawyers, and Cash has his hands in a
multitude of areas within M & M Global. If he had more time, he may have
accomplished what he set out to do, somehow establish complete control.”

“What a mofo. How can
he, you have controlling shares?” Clayton asks.

“The lawyers are
attempting to remove him as much as they can, but he built in clauses that are hard
to undo. They aren’t aware of his latest strategic move, purchasing the company
Bryer works for.” They’re not happy with the new update either.

“From what I can
tell, the purchase of Sea Blue is legit, it’s just the owners who are
unethical. I wouldn’t get your hopes up that we can change this buy out,” Stan
says.

“You should buy it,
Nathan,” Clayton throws out.

“If I had a crystal
ball, and knew he would make such a slimy move, I would have.”

“What if someone else
put in an offer on your behalf, and Cash wouldn’t know what hit him?” Stan
offers.

“I’m listening,” I
say, intrigued.

“What if you set up a
company that couldn’t be traced back to you, and you trump his original
purchase price, and Cash walks away with all the money? He’s corrupt enough to
do that. You could use M&M funds to back you up?”

Stan’s plan lit a
tiny spark in me. Desperately hoping this may work.

“No one can know, the
lawyers that’s it,” Stan says

“Not tell Bryer?”
That’s asking for trouble.

“You know Bryer, she
won’t want you fixing everything. She will want to deal with this on her own
terms. Tell her after the fact. Don’t you have a wedding to attend?”

Stan makes sense, I
just hope it doesn’t come back to bite me in the ass. “I do. I’ll meet with the
lawyers and have them put this in place while we’re away. It will be flimsy
cover but I want her out of his clutches.”

“Do the unexpected,”
Clayton offers, with startling insight.

“Maybe he won’t see
it coming.”

“Maybe he’s not as
bulletproof as he thinks. We have a plan, let’s move quickly.” That is if he’s
willing to sell, and that’s unlikely.

I make the call to my
personal lawyers and ask for an emergency meeting. I was smart enough to hire
my own firm, nothing related to my father in any way. I know these are men of
principle, my underhanded plan may surprise them.

As I walk into
Augusta Law Firm its surroundings are sophisticated, but far from opulent. The
father and son team have been working for me since I opened the firm, and I can
count the times I’ve stepped foot in their office, not many. As I’m ushered
into their conference room, they both stand, hands reaching out to me.

“Richard, how are
you?” Not waiting for an answer I shake his son’s hand. “Brett.”

“Have a seat, Nathan,
we’re certainly intrigued by what little you shared.”

“I have a situation,”
I start, watching them both take out their legal pads. “I need to start at the
beginning.”

After a very
expensive hour later, I can see their annoyance and their wheels spinning. My fears
that they may not go along diminished.

“So, he’s a crook?”
Brett asks

“They all are,
including my father.” Realizing the truth doesn’t hurt any more.

“You do understand,
Nathan, that his motives sound personal, not solely financial. There may not be
a price big enough for him to sell if his purpose is to control Bryer.”

“I understand, I’m
betting on his greed winning out.”

“We will put
everything in motion, within your guidelines, and make the offer while you’re
off getting married.”

“Thanks, Richard,
Brett.” As I stand ready to leave Brett offers.

“I’ve been meaning to
ask, No prenup, Nathan?”

“No prenup.”

“As your lawyer, you
understand I would advise we put one in place.”

“Of course you would,
but I plan on this sticking.”

~ ~ ~

The following day, I
decide to escort my beautiful girl to her office, hoping to accidently run into
the fucker. Not that I have anything planned. But maybe I need to pee all over
her office, mark my territory. We reach her office and I watch her go through
her morning ritual, as I lean in the doorway, taking her all in. Simply
beautiful. “Nice place,” I say.

“Glad you approve.”
Her smile reaches her eyes.

Admiring how her
black pencil skirt hugs her luscious curves. As I push myself off the door
jamb, I kick the door closed. “No lock?” I ask, raising a brow.

“Why would I need
one?”

Her feisty look
doesn’t go unnoticed. “You need one now.” Leaning on the door as security that
no one will walk in. “Remove your panties.”

“Here?”

“Here, now, for my
viewing pleasure.” Unexpected need consuming me.

“Viewing pleasure?”

Playing with me now,
I love when she’s naughty. “Do it.” I growl, the walls tumbling down around me,
leaving me alone in the world with her and her alone.

“Kinky.” She purrs.

As I watch her slowly
lift her skirt, and slowly sliding her panties down her thighs, then her
calves, and over her black fuck-me pumps. Her sweet pussy beckoning me like a
siren, her scent calling my name.

“I’ll give you kinky,
baby.” As I close the distance, she unbuttons her shirt, revealing her white
lace bra nipples erect.

I cup her full tits,
in one hand while I struggle to unzip my pants with the other. She reaches down
to help. I spill out as if it’s a beaconing device solely searching for home. I
back her against the wall.

“Hold on, baby, we’re going for a
ride.” As I lift her and press my body against hers, allowing the wall to
assist. Her legs wrap around me so tight I feel her heels digging into my ass.
But my cock doesn’t mind the indent they’re making.

“I ache to fuck you.”
Sliding into her body, filling her. This woman always testing my restraint, I
kiss her long and hard, my tongue playing the same game my cock is crying out
to play. Pulling out to slam her into the wall. Claiming her as mine.

Clutches fistfuls of
my shirt, her breathing picks up. Riding my cock in a solid rhythm. Both of us
tumbling into oblivion. “Fuck you’re so tight, Bryer, your body is made for
mine.”

Suddenly a brush of
cool air on my ass tells me we’re not alone. My erratic heartbeat starts to
slow. As I turn to see Cash’s eyes on us. And for a few precious moments, I let
him watch me fuck the woman he wants, the woman that’s mine. My ferocious pace
causing Bryer to chant my name like a prayer, talk about sweet.

“We have company, baby.
I told you we would need a lock.”

“Oh Jesus, Nathan,
let me down.”

As I watch the scene
unfold, their eyes meet. His pure torture, her pure embarrassment. I like the
difference.

This was so much
better than peeing all over her office.

~CASH~

“Sonja, did you find
the name of their preacher?” The corner of her mouth turned up, as she walks in
my newly set up office at the cabin.

“It wasn’t hard at
all, they have an onsite officiate to perform the ceremony.”

Now sitting on my
desk crossing her legs, looking smug.

“He can be bought,”
She ensures. “But it will cost you.”

“I’m not worried.”
James Sr. has a bottomless pit of money, I’ll get it, I’m his main connection
to the outside world. I have power over M&M Global, the company Bryer works
for, I’m his pot of gold under the fucking rainbow. “Make the offer, just make
certain nothing traces back to me.” Leaning back in my new leather chair still
crinkling under my weight.

“Save your breath,
Cash, this isn’t my first time covering your tracks.”

“It’s so unlike you
to mouth off, Sonja.” Standing to make my point, I won’t take lip from any
pain-in-the-ass woman. “It would be smart of you focus on the prize.” Grabbing
her arm lifting her off my desk.

“I hate her,” she
says.

“I. Don’t. Care.”
Turning her in my arms and pushing her down on the desk. “Need I remind you
who’s fucking you?” Lifting her skirt baring her thong and tearing it from her
body, if this is what she wants, I’ll give it to her, but my way. “Say it.”
Hovering over her waiting for the words.

“You are, Cash.”

Unzipping my pants
exposing my hard cock. “This is for my pleasure.” Driving into her with a
violent surge of power, hearing her gasp, fueling my raw hunger.

“Cash, I want to
come,” she begs.

“Not this time,
Sonja.” Focusing totally on me. I could feel my balls tighten and my pace
quicken as I come, leaving her wanting more. As my breath steadies, I lean over
her my body fully clothed and whisper, “Who’s topping who, Sonja? Can you
manage to rein in that attitude?” Instantly smacking her ass hard enough to
appreciate the pink glow of my hand print.

“You are, of course.”
Promptly rising to straighten her skirt and leave the room.

Drama… always getting
in the way of a good fuck.

~Bryer~

Fixated on the night sky
the clouds racing across the heavens only allowing the stars to be seen
momentarily, I think about tomorrow, the trip, the wedding. Saddened by the
thought she won’t be there to share in my moment.

The journal being the
closest thing I’ll ever have, sharing her story. I’m beyond grateful for every
word I read, knowing it was written in her hand. Holding the journal, feeling
the crinkle of the worn paper, I open to the next passage.

I found you under a pile of books
in a box, and a tinge of guilt surfaced, knowing I wanted to write more often
in this journal, but we had to move into bigger place, a nice two-bedroom
apartment on the bottom floor.

And surprise, it’s a girl, she’s
beyond beautiful, and we are over the moon in love with her. David and I had
made a deal—if it’s a boy he would name him, and if it’s a girl I would get the
honors. Of course David knew immediately he wanted Jack, a strong masculine
name he said. I on the other hand struggled, I searched for months. I had my
top three, but then I recalled David’s mother’s maiden name was Bryer, I looked
up the meaning of the name: gentle and sweet, it was perfect. She’s perfect.

David is doing well in the
insurance business, his income is allowing me to stay home. He’s smart
investing in our future. I’m so thankful he’s the exact opposite of my father.

Knowing he’s worse every time I
visit, I don’t know why my Mother stays, I wouldn’t ever allow that.

I’ll raise Bryer to be independent.
If a man doesn’t treat you well, you let him go. I’ll tell her.

David mentioned after Bryer gets
older, I should come and work with him. He has no idea how happy that made me,
he believes in me. Bryer’s calling, Mommy duty is pure joy.

Mary

My eyes well up, as I
think about the love they had for me, and the love they shared towards each
other. They shared a life together that I never knew existed.

I never knew the
history about my name, I wonder why. I decide to read one more passage, before
calling it a night, peeking into her world, her love for me seems to be a
constant feature. But I felt it my entire life, and I grieved when she took it
with her.

Today, I have endless
questions—some I’ll never know the answer to, and some I’ll be blessed to read
about. I’m taking her with me in the pages of this precious journal, to Hawaii.
It’s the closest I’ll have to her being there.

I wake to my cheek on
his chest, his warmth comforting, and his heart beating strong. I feel him stir
and when I look up his smile is all consuming.

“Miss Bryer Reid?”

“Yes, Mr. James.” My
voice still groggy.

“I won’t be calling
you that for much longer.”

“So apparently you
assume I’m taking your name?” I tease.

“You most certainly
are taking my name,” Nathan presses. “This is for your sass.”

And he’s on me in an
instant tickling me, my shoulders shaking from laughter. “I give,” I beg.
“Alright, you win, I’ll take your name. You did let me pick out the cake, I can
give you this.”

“That was way too
easy, I assume all compromises will be like that.”

“I bet you do.”
Pushing him off me, only to drape myself over his body. Straddling him to look
into those sweet blue eyes.

“Being the man of the
house, my word is law.” He smiles. “Said no man ever.” Sharing that mega-watt
double-dimple power, with mischief in his eyes.

“Aren’t you funny, we
can’t lie around here all day,” I say.

“That’s a shame.”

As he tugs the sheet
from my grasp causing me to walk completely naked to the bathroom.

“Sin pure sin.”

Feeling the stare
roll up and down my body.

“Are you sure you
don’t have time?”

“Fine.” Game on
James, there’s no resisting you ever.

“The only F-word that
scares me is a woman who says fine.”

“How clever of you. I
would remember that if I were you.” Stalking over to him. Kneeling on the bed,
I strip the sheet off him, savagely exposing the sex-god in full light. Jesus,
will this ever get old? Admiring the full length of his powerful physique all
thoughts become muddled but one. As I take his hard cock in my mouth.

“You undo me,” he
says through a throaty voice. His hands raising my hair for a better view.
Watching as I circle his hard length with my tongue.

His erection bumped
against the back of my throat, and I swallow, causing more pleasure.

“I’m going to fly
apart if you keep doing that.”

Hearing his shaky
breath, knowing his eyes are watching every move is intoxicating.

“Baby, I can’t hold
on, it’s too fucking good.” A cry of his release as he pumps into my mouth,
holding my head in place by gripping my hair.

I drink him in. His
quivering thighs and his cock twitching in my mouth ignite my own hunger. But I
can wait, I want much more.

Sitting on the tarmac
for over an hour is not the start I anticipated, the children AKA Gen and
Clayton, sitting behind me are behaving badly. I’m preparing to get out my
switch.

“Why did you seat us
together, Bryer?” Gen asks in complete frustration.

“I’m asking myself
the same question,” I say through the crack between seats.

“I can fuck up my
life on my own, I don’t need your help.” Clayton smirks at Gen.

“You’re so full of
it, Clayton”

“Likewise.”

I can hear Gen
inhaling a large breath, I’m starting to get worried about Clayton’s safety.

“Hey, hey, hey,
there’ll be none of that.” I say recalling my Grandma using the same exact
phrase. I chuckle at the memory, it didn’t work then either.

“Not helping,
Clayton,” Nathan chimes in.

“Not you too.” He
sighs. “Why does everyone always think it’s me?”

“Because it usually
is,” Nathan retorts.

“Shhh… Clayton,
you’re loud as fuck.” Gen’s impatience reaching an all-time high. ”How many
hours?” Gen whines.

“I told you eight, to
the main island and another one to Kauai,” I answer, regretting that I didn’t
bring cookies and Legos. Or the purple medicine.

“If he would just
stop talking. Make him stop, Bryer.”

“Seriously?” I
sincerely question. “When does the alcohol cart come around?”

“So, Nathan, do I get
to give you a bachelor party the night before the ball and chain is attached?”

“I never thought
about it, Clayton.”

“You don’t get out
much, do you?”

I watch as Nathan
spins around, allowing a face-to-face view of Clayton.

“At some point in
time, you’re getting the crap beat out of you.”

“I second that,” Gen
adds.

“Is that so?” Clayton
says.

“Alcohol is here,” I
announce. “Everyone drink.”

~ ~ ~

After 4 hours and several
drinks later, I haven’t heard much from the juvey’s behind me. I unbuckle
myself to stretch and take an opportunity to use the bathroom while it’s empty.

Good Lord, a laugh
almost escapes, as I see Gen’s head in the crook of Clayton’s shoulder, his arm
wrapped around her. They’re both sleeping soundly. I quietly find my phone in
my purse to snap a couple of pictures. This is power in my hands right here,
I’ll use it wisely.

We land on the main
island, and instantly we are ushered to another plane, a much-smaller one, I
guess they’ve done this before. We are all seated in the same seats and it
takes off within minutes.

I can’t help but
wonder how the scene unfolded once the two love-bird-enemies woke up in each
other’s arms. I would’ve love to see that.

“Just one more hour.”
Nathan leans in to kiss me, while I hear a few moans of frustration behind me.

“We have to get our
license today, baby, first priority,” Nathan says

“Mhmm, you know if
you really want a bachelor party I don’t mind.”

“Maybe, a few beers
with Clayton.”

“I’m sure Gen can
come up with some fun for the two of us.”

Nathan spins to look
at me, not seeming too pleased with the idea of my bachelorette party.

“Gen will get you
into trouble.”

“And Clayton’s
won’t?”

“Point taken.”

“What about the four
of us go out?” I suggest.

“No wonder I fancy
you, smart and sexy.”

A limo, yes Nathan
booked a limo for the four of us to get from the airport to the CoCo Palms
Resort. We arrive to a warm greeting with beautiful leis.

“Did you know the lei
custom was introduced to the Hawaiian Islands Polynesian voyagers who took a
journey from Tahiti navigating by the stars sailing in canoes? The tradition
was born with the early settlers.”

We all look at
Clayton.

“Random,” Gen says
and walks away admiring the view, and it’s a spectacular sight to see.

As we check in, we
have three luxury bungalows, and there are several young men ready to lead us
down the most beautiful path filled with flowers of every color. The fragrance
could put a spell on you. I see three pools on our way, and a slide that I
will
be on.

I see both Clayton’s
and Gen’s individual bungalows, yet they are so close they share a large deck.
All three of our bungalows are facing the lagoon.

“Let’s meet in the
bar in a couple of hours. You two rest, unpack. Nathan and I have to get our
marriage license.”

“Sounds like you’re
really doing this.” Clayton smiles at Nathan.

We reach our own
place and it’s twice the size of Gen’s & Clayton’s.

“The honeymoon
suite,” the young man says.

“I’m in seventh
heaven.” As I step into the colorful Polynesian design of the room with white
vertical shutters slightly open allowing a cool breeze to hit my bare arms.
Turning to see a separate living room with two large chairs facing the
floor-to-ceiling picture window looking at the lagoon.

“You can slide the
privacy screen down if you wish, ma’am. You will still be able to look out, but
no one will be able to look in,” the young man says while putting our bags on
luggage stands.

“Good to know,”
Nathan says. A direct hit when his eyes find mine. Nathan reaches in his
pocket, handing him a tip to usher him off.

“I’d like a few
minutes to hang up my gown and some other things.” Opening my luggage now
sitting on a stand.

“Good idea.”

As I watch him do the
same. “I only brought sundresses, some long some short, and bikinis. And not
one pair of panties.” Nathan raise a brow, and I give him a wink.

“Jesus, baby, we have
to go to the license department, sporting a hard on, wanting to ravage you.”

“Good, then my work
here is done.” Giggling softly to myself.

“Minx.”