<b>Chapter </b>8
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Tiffany and I hadn’t yet left for our honeymoon to Greece and it was mainly because I still had one more business meetingter in the day, which she decided to use to her advantage and get herself more clothes and shoes, some things I was certain she wasn’t even going to wear in the next two weeks.
“I was thinking that I should buy more floral sundresses. What do you think?” she asked with enthusiasm.
“You’ll look beautiful in anything. Whatever you feel like…” I trailed off with a sigh while my eyes were on the road, not wanting to really add to the conversation.
She frowned. “What’s with you today?”
“It’s nothing. I just can’t wait to go on our honeymoon. The private jet is ready but we still have to wait because of my business meetingter.”
She rubbed her hand on the side of my shoulder tofort me. Shepletely fell for it when the honest truth was that I was actually thinking about Harper. Thest time I saw her was when I was taking wedding pictures with the family outside the church. I expected to see her at the wedding reception, but there was no sign of her. That wasn’t how I wanted my big day to y out.
Even her phone was unreachable when I called and I began to wonder what else it could have been. It was then that I figured out she must have decided to stay away so she wouldn’t see the rest of it – the speeches, the wedding cake and me dancing with my wife while I kissed her right on the dance floor. She obviously didn’t want to sit there in tears, but I still wished she hade.
<b>I </b>still had more than enough time before leaving town and already knew the perfect moment I was going to slip away from Tiffany so I could check up on Harper. She was obviously at her new home, curled up in bed with her pillow soaked in tears while she had a bottle of wine or whiskey on her nightstand.
“Babe, drive faster,” Tiffany said. “I can’t wait to get to Maddox’s ce. I just don’t understand why he did that. I know we’re not the closest siblings, but how could he not be at the wedding reception?”
I nced at her. “I <b>was </b>surprised that he didn’t even pick up his uncle’s calls and that says a lot since he’s closer to him than anyone else.”
“Ugh! Maddox obviously watched his phone ring. I mean how else do you exin him declining mom’s call? I was with her when he did that. It fucking pissed me off, but it was worse for her. And he had the nerve to turn off his phone afterwards?” She shifted in her seat with a huff. “He’s really going to hear from me when I finally see him.”
I nced at her. “You actually make it sound like he owes you an apology. This is your brother we’re talking about. You’re not getting that out of him.”
She rolled her eyes. “I just want to know why he did all that and where the fuck was he?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. You can ask him when we get to his ce, that’s if you’ll find him. He might already be out of the country, considering how busy he is with thepany these days. Whatever he had to do must have been extremely important to not be there for the rest of his sister’s wedding.”
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Tiffany and I still had quite the distance to cover before we would get to Maddox’s estate, the one ce I never liked to be. It <b>was </b>so gorgeous that it made him look like he owned the world. He was also one of ten people in the world to have luxury cars custom made for him, one even costing <b>$</b>25,000,000.
I tightened my grip on the steering wheel when we began to approach his estate on the secluded hillside, hoping Tiffany would only spend a few minutes there so we wouldn’t stay too long. As Tiffany’s brother, his presence was a permanent fixture in our lives. I was able to y civil, but that didn’t mean I liked him.
When I parked the car in his royal fucking estate, I stepped out first and opened the door on Tiffany’s side. She was gorgeous as her footnded on the ground.
I rested my arm around her waist as we headed inside and kissed her neck. She had to add so much foundation just to hide the hickeys fromst night when we fucked for hours. Even at that moment, I still wanted her.
When we stepped into the foyer, I was adjusting my wristwatch while looking at it and Tiffany gasped, her tone sharp.
“What the fuck?<b>” </b>
I raised my head to follow her gaze and when I looked right at the top of the stairs, I paused, wondering if my eyes were deceiving me. Harper? In nothing but Maddox’s robe? I didn’t want to believe it and quickly followed Tiffany as she rushed up the stairs to get to her.
Even before we were close enough, Harper met my gaze and it felt like time stopped. She didn’t smile, wave or even flinch. She just looked at me with an unreadable expression then looked away like I wasn’t the center of her universe.
Tiffany was alreadyshing out at her, but it all sounded like background noise to me. My gaze drifted to the narrowest part of Harper’s waist that was entuated by how tightly the robe clung to her figure and showed off her sexy thighs and legs.
My stomach twisted as I didn’t want to picture it, but it was toote. Maddox got to be the one to see and feel everything underneath that robe. The fucking hickeys were all over her neck. His lips had been there and in several other ces that made my blood boil.
“You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?” Tiffany snapped, now charging towards Harper like it was about to be a duel.
I quickly grabbed her wrist to pull her back, but Harper just stood still with confidence.
“Harp…” I managed to say her name despite the shock and jealousy that apanied it. “What are you doing
here<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Tiffany grunted as she pulled her wrist away from me, twisting her face in an ugly sneer at Harper. “What does it look like? You threw yourself at Grayson for years and when he picked someone better to spend the rest of his life with, you decided to spread your legs for my brother!”
Harper just stood with her arms folded and was so calm that it only enraged Tiffany even more. I also wanted her to say something, anything to make me feel at <b>ease </b>and get rid of the burning feeling in my chest.
I didn’t <b>even </b>stop Tiffany from talking to Harper like that. I expected her to be home, just the way I pictured
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her, not that fucking location of all ces.
“Wait, why am I even surprised that my brother is your new target?” Tiffany clicked her tongue. “Desperation really runs in the family. Just look at your sister, she slept with half the town before she left and-”
Smack!
The sound of Tiffany getting pped hard echoed.
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