4:Ulterior Motive


    Zane


    “He’s gone now.” I breathed out as I stepped away from her. She was breathing hard, her face flushed as she pped my hands away and hopped off the car herself.


    “Do you have to be so close to me like that? Without any warning?” She grumbled, looking unhappy as she frowned up at me.


    I bit back augh. The scrunch of her small nose made her look unbearably adorable.


    “Of course. For this to be very believable, we need to constantly be in each other’s spaces.” I exined and she scoffed.


    “Not everyone in rtionships should be handsy at all times.” She pointed out and I hummed.


    “You’re right, but if I was in an actual rtionship, I’d always want to be in my girl’s personal space cause I just won’t be able to get enough of her.” I exined, which was quite logical.


    I’ve never dated before, but I believed that whenever I’d get into a real rtionship, it would be with someone I’d always want to have my hands on at all times.


    “Just… I’d appreciate a warning next time.” She insisted as she pushed her curls out of her face.


    My eyes briefly raked over her. She wasn’t dressed for a club, but I refrained from pointing that out right now because I feel like it would just lead to an argument. I wasn’t sure of what I expected when I’d get to meet her, but it definitely wasn’t someone who could talk back, for one.


    “So, should we return back to the club?” She asked and I shook my head, fishing for my car keys from my pocket.


    “Nah, we should return to the ind,”


    She frowned. “Wouldn’t that be weird?”


    “No, returning back to the club would be weird. If we return back to the ind, everyone would believe we went back to fuck.” I exined and she turned bright red, coughing a little.


    “You don’t need to be so… crass.” She grumbled but I snorted, eyes focusing on her face for a moment longer than unnecessary.


    She blushed easily, huh?


    interesting.


    I unlocked my car and we got in next moment, and I regarded her as I started the car.


    “Why? You don’t cuss?” I asked and she rolled her eyes, folding her arms.


    “Of course I do cuss, but I’m not crass. There’s a difference.”


    “Are you saying I’m crass? That’s a rash judgement, don’t you think so?” I drawled as I pulled into the highway.


    “That wasn’t what I meant, I just meant…” When she noticed the amusement in my face, she rolled her eyes and abruptly stopped.


    “You’re teasing me.” She pointed out in a t voice.


    Iughed this time. She was honestly so adorable.


    And silly.


    “Of course I am.” I tell her as I briefly nced sideways to see her scoff and roll her eyes.


    “Why?”


    “I don’t need a reason to.” I told her and she scoffed again.


    “I truly didn’t expect you to show up, you ignored all my calls. I was very annoyed and disappointed.” She mumbled quietly this time.


    “I didn’t ignore your calls, I wasn’t around to take them. I’d never bail out of an agreement without prior notice.” I breathed out, lying through my teeth tight now.


    I did ignore her calls and Gregg’s calls this morning, becausest night, I ended up changing my mind about attending this damn wedding.


    But I ended deciding to fuck it all and just show up— especially after having a conversation with my grandfather, hence why I’m here right now.


    I briefly nced sideways at Addison. Her hair framed her face and made her look even more beautiful. Her face was round and adorable, and her lips were fuller than I expected them to be in person.


    I have a weakness against such a deadlybo:rge eyes, round face and pouty lips.


    I focused on the road again before she noticed me staring.


    When Gregg asked me to help his best friend out and act as her fake boyfriend for a wedding, I initially refused because I was too busy to agree to do something that silly and ridiculous, but after seeing her picture and recognizing her, then realizing the wedding she wanted to attend was my brother’s, I ended up agreeing to do this.


    Gregg had begged me to please do this for him, because he wanted her to finally move on from her ex, and he believed this might help. He imed to worry about her a lot and just wanted her to be happy.


    My eyes darted towards her again, and as I watched the night air blow her hair around while the street lights illuminated her face, that kiss we shared in the club resurfaced in my mind for a moment and I remembered the little sound she produced, which I had instantly swallowed down.


    Honestly, she was way hotter in person than I expected. Her pictures which Gregg sent to me didn’t do her beauty justice at all, and she also looked so different than five years ago when she was still dating Gregg.


    I knew of her existence since back then. We never met, but I saw a single picture of her back then. Our parents didn’t approve of her back then, I vividly remember themining about her over dinner one night while critiquing a pic of her, saying she wasn’t good enough for Marco.


    She was too short, too in, too poor, too skinny, too pale, not blonde… and so on.


    Apparently, he brought her to meet them once and they ended up making her cry from too much criticism. I remember Marco not bringing her over no matter what since then, because he was embarrassed of her and worried of what our parents would say.


    Back then, I was still partially a weed part of the family, unlike now whereby they preferred to pretend like I no longer existed after cutting me off and giving all my inheritance to my younger brother.


    The private ind I was currently driving to, rightfully belonged to me and not my younger brother, but presently, it was almost fully his name, along with every other thing that belonged to me.


    I was already working towards getting everything that belonged to me back, which was the actual reason I was here right now.


    I pulled up into the ind and nced over at Addison after stopping the car.


    “So, how did you fare without a date since you got here?” I asked before getting out of the car and walking around to get the door for her, but she beat me to it.


    “Horribly, and I stood out amongst everyone.”


    Iughed a little as my eyes raked over her for a moment. “Well, at least now you have me now. We’re gonna give everyone a really great show. But there’s nothing bad about standing out though, that’s sometimes a good thing.” I exined, unconsciously reaching for her hand which she yanked away.


    “No one’s here so there’s no need for any PDA.” She exined, voice stiff and I rolled my eyes as I pocketed my hands.


    She folded hers and looked me up and down.


    “And please, don’t use me for any games. This is a warning, Zane, because I still believe you have an ulterior motive. I’m not stupid.” She breathed out.


    “I’m not gonna press you to tell me anything you don’t want to, just don’t involve me in any sketchy ns.”


    After that, she whirled around and walked into the mansion, and I was left staring at her ass which was surprisingly pecky and really rounded.


    Another weakness of mine.


    I turned away from the delectable sight as I let out a ragged breath, then I went to the backseat of the car to bring my bag out.


    Addison hadn’t been wrong, I guess she really wasn’t stupid, because I did have an ulterior motive.


    I intend to use her to ruin Marco’s wedding.


    She wasn’t aware of this, but Marco was still in love with her.


    Now, I intend to not only ruin his wedding, but to also make the actual woman in his heart to fall in love with me.


    Like he took all that belonged to me, I was gonna take away what meant the most to him, and while at that, I was gonna get back my inheritance, leaving him with nothing.


    Marco wasn’t in love with Aisha. He was only getting married to her in order to im the inheritance which rightfully belonged to me.


    Marco ruined my life along with our parents, and because of that, I was gonna ruin him till nothing else was left.


    I really didn’t intend toe to this wedding because no one wanted me here, but after getting that request from Gregg, everything slowly fell into ce.


    Gregg’ best friend is suffering from supposedly unrequited love, so she’d quicklytch onto the littlest love bombing, and that’s what I intend to do in the next few days.


    Love bomb her till she falls in love with me.


    However, I honestly didn’t expect to feel anything when I saw her, or when I kissed or touched her. I nned to do a very good job during this time, then I’ll be on my way after it’s over.


    I never predicted being genuinely attracted to her or endeared by her.


    We’ve only had a single encounter, but so far, she has been funny, grumpy, silly and adorable.


    I guess this weekend is gonna be really fun and eventful, way more than I could have ever predicted.


    When I stepped into the mansion, I headed for the bar straight away because I needed a drink.


    I was here at the mansion about an hour ago, which was how I discovered the club everyone was at, from one of the security men. I had barely poured myself a drink before Marco stalked in, huffing and puffing like a wailing animal.


    “Why are you here, Zane? You know you don’t belong here and no one wants you here.” He snarled as he came to stand before me. I took a leisure sip of my drink before responding.


    “This is my ind, Marco. I cane over whenever I want.” I reminded him and heughed right in my face.


    “Oh, is it? Is your brain no longer functioning? Last I checked, our father handed everything to me, including this ind.”


    I snorted as I took another sip of my alcohol.


    “Not yet, it’s till you get married, dummy.” I rolled my eyes as I spoke and he fumed even more.


    “That’s why you’re here, huh? To ruin my wedding, right?”


    I rolled my eyes and leveled him with a t look.


    “Trust me brother, I have better things to do than that.”


    He clearly didn’t believe me, as he shouldn’t, because I was really here to ruin his wedding.


    “What is your deal with Addison?” His voice grew colder as he stepped even closer, looking so enraged.


    “What’s it to you? She’s really just my girlfriend, but I don’t need to exin myself to you.” I dropped all traces of amusement as I spoke, to show my seriousness— one which he didn’t buy, because he scoffed and let out a disbelievingugh.


    “You’ve never had a rtionship before, Zane. Then all of a sudden, you’re dating my ex of all people? Cut the bullshit please.” He snapped, his re getting more prominent.


    Alright, he got me there.


    “I don’t have to exin myself to you, Marco. I didn’t even know she was your ex, I’m as surprised as you are.” I offered as I downed the rest of my drink.


    “This coincidence is too ridiculous for me to believe.”


    “Believe whatever you want then.” I tell him and he bristled, and if he could take me, he’d have definitely punched me right now.


    But unfortunately, he couldn’t.


    “I can see through you, Zane. Whatever stupid n you have up your sleeves had better be abolished because it won’t work.” He seethed and I waved him off as I shouldered past him.


    “I’ll be going up to meet my girlfriend now. Goodnight, brother.” I called out without ncing back at him.


    “If you hurt her in whatever stupid ns you have up your sleeves, I swear to God…” He began and I stopped to turn around and face him.


    “Addison is your ex, no? I think she’s no longer your concern, brother, especially seeing as you’d be getting married in a few days. So, here’s some brotherly advice; mind your business.” I drawled, watching as his face reddened with rage.


    I turned away and exited the kitchen before he could respond, running into Aisha when I was about to head up the stairs. I kissed her cheek and congratted her, noting the slight blush in her cheeks as I politely hugged her and weed her into the family.


    For a moment, I considered seducing her then making Marco catch us together, so that it could be an excuse for him to call the wedding off. That one would definitely be way easier than ying pretend for the next few days.


    I ended up discarding that thought. That would make me seem like a homewrecker with no morals, and that was something I wasn’t.


    I guess I was sticking to my old n.


    “Want me to show you to your room?” Aisha asked softly, her cheeks still pink as she swayed a little. I steadied her before she fell and briefly wondered if she was drunk.


    “No, that won’t be necessary. I’ll be staying in my girlfriend’s room.”


    I told her as I resumed climbing the stairs, knowing she was staring at me throughout.