ENTWINED 👫
BY FATE
(A Tale of Lies, Love, and Redemption)
CHAPTER 21 💫 22
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(MAKING HER PERFECT)
Wayne stood on the spot, watching until they were out of sight. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He felt like he was dreaming, like this was all some kind of cruel joke. But the look on Lexi's face, the tears in her eyes, told him that this was all too real.
As they drove away, Lexi turned to Jameson.
"Why did you come here?" She asked.
"Mom and dad are waiting for us at the mansion. They said they have important things to say, that's why I came to get you."Jameson shrugged.
Lexi muttered a soft "oh" and stared down at her finger, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Why didn't you tell him? I thought you two were close." Jameson noticed and asked.
"You think it's easy to just tell him that? And besides, you told me not to tell anyone."Lexi scoffed.
"Wow, are you getting angry at me right now?"Jameson raised an eyebrow.
Lexi's tears spilled over. "That's because you ruin everything! You shouldn't have come. I was planning to tell him, but not this way. See how he is hurt? You should see the sad look on his face. I feel so guilty!"she yelled at Jameson.
Jameson's expression softened, and he reached out to comfort her.
"You shouldn't feel that way, I am sure it's not as serious as you think" he said but Lexi pushed him away.
"Don't touch me! You're so heartless. I know you can't feel guilt." She snapped.
A frown appear on Jameson's face because of her outburst.
"Wow, I'll just keep quiet then." He said.
The rest of the drive was silent, the only sound being Lexi's quiet sobs.
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As they arrived at the mansion, Lexi and Jameson could see Mr. and Mrs. Newton already waiting for them outside. They both looked serious and stern, and Lexi was not in the mood to talk.
"We have something important to tell you both," Mrs. Newton said as they approached.
Lexi and Jameson exchanged a wary glance, but said nothing.
"Saturday is the Billionaire Club Party, and they want us to bring our children," Mr. Newton said, his voice gruff. "You are both going with us."
Jameson groaned, rolling his eyes. "You could have just told us this over the phone," he said, his tone sarcastic.
But Mrs. Newton was not deterred.
"The important thing is that Barrister Laden will be present,He is a very popular lawyer and is respected among the rich because he is the lawyer of almost everyone of them. He is the one who has the assets your grandparents prepared for you after your wedding, and to get that, you have to make him believe you are truly married." Mrs Newton explained.
Lexi frowned, confusion etched on her face.
"What are you saying? We are truly married," she said.
"You are, but you don't act like a couple. I could just see it merely looking at you. Barrister Laden is a very obsessive person, he will find out." Mr Newton said.
Mrs. Newton nodded in agreement.
"You both have to convince him that you are happily married. You have to impress him too, that's if you really want your property." She said.
"Are you telling us to pretend? I can't do that."Jameson scoffed, his face incredulous.
"Then you choose to be poor. We will be on our way." Mr Newton said coldly.
And with that, the Newtons turned and left, leaving Lexi and Jameson staring after them in shock.
Lexi immediately went into the mansion, her mind reeling with thoughts and emotions. Jameson followed her, his eyes fixed on her back.
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Wayne sat on the ground in his room, his eyes fixed on the same spot where he had been staring since he arrived home from school. He couldn't believe the news. No, it had to be a fake, a lie. Lexi, his Lexi, married to Jameson Newton? It couldn't be.
But as he sat there, his mind racing with thoughts and emotions, he suddenly remembered the picture Zayne had shown him. He quickly got up and went to check his phone, his heart sinking as he saw the picture again. It was really her, his Lexi, smiling and happy beside Jameson.
A surge of anger coursed through his veins as he threw his phone against the wall, watching as it shattered into pieces. He stood up, his heart beating loudly in his chest.
"Jameson Newton, you have the habit of taking what's mine every damn time," he said with gritted teeth.
"But I won't allow that, never. You won't be able to take her from me because I won't stop until she becomes mine. I saw her first, I loved her first, and she deserves someone like me, not a bastard like you." He said.
Wayne's eyes blazed with determination as he paced back and forth in his room. He couldn't believe that Jameson had done this to him again.
As he paced, Wayne's mind raced with plans and strategies. He would talk to Lexi, make her see that Jameson was not good for her. He would show her that he was the one who truly cared for her, that he was the one who would make her happy.
And as for Jameson, Wayne would make sure that he paid for what he had done. He would make sure that Jameson knew that he had messed with the wrong person.
Wayne's anger and determination fueled his every step as he paced in his room.
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Janelle couldn't sleep, her mind racing with thoughts of Zayne. She had never felt this way about anyone before, and it was frustrating her. She kept staring at her window, wishing he would just show up.
She couldn't believe she was having these thoughts about Zayne, of all people. He had always been so annoying, but now...now she couldn't help but feel drawn to him.
Just as she was starting to drift off to sleep, she heard a sound at the window. She quickly got up and opened it, and Zayne immediately jumped in.
His eyes roamed around her attractive nightie, and Janelle felt a blush rise to her cheeks.
"What are you looking at?" she asked, trying to sound stern.
"You just look really hot," Zayne said, his voice low and husky.
Janelle gasped and quickly covered her body with her hands.
"Pervert," she muttered.
Zayne just chuckled and sat down on her bed.
"We should start the tutoring," he said, his eyes still roaming around her body.
Janelle shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.
"Should we just go out and have fun instead?" she suggested.
"Shortie, we can't be going out every time. You need to learn." Zayne raised an eyebrow.
Janelle sighed, feeling frustrated.
"I will, but for now, I just want to be free and have fun. Imagine being seventeen and never having gone on a date, no first kiss, no clubs...my parents just watch me all the time. They deprived me of having fun." She said.
"If you're worrying about that, I can teach you," he said, his voice husky.
Janelle's eyes widened in surprise.
"You're joking, right?" She chuckled.
Zayne shook his head.
"I am not, do I look like I am joking?" Zayne asked seriously, his eyes locked on hers. He started moving closer to her, his face inches from hers.
Janelle's heart raced as she backed away, her eyes fixed on his.
"What...are...you...doing?" she asked nervously, her voice barely above a whisper.
Zayne didn't answer, just kept moving closer until Janelle felt the bed behind her. He climbed on top of her, his eyes roaming over her face.
"Where did you want us to start from? A date? Kiss? Sex?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
Janelle's eyes went wide, and she felt a blush rise to her cheeks.
"Get off," she said, her voice shaking.
Zayne chuckled and leaned in closer, his lips inches from hers. Janelle quickly closed her eyes, her hand folded into a fist.
But instead of kissing her, Zayne just rolled off her and picked up her textbook.
"We should start the lesson," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
Janelle finally opened her eyes, her face red in embarrassment. She sat down, trying to compose herself.
"You can come to my room sometime too," he said, pointing at his window. "Our mansions are right next to each other, after all."Zayne grinned at her.
Janelle didn't say anything, just looked at him warily. She couldn't believe what had just happened. One minute they were talking about tutoring, the next Zayne was on top of her, asking her about sex.
She didn't know what to make of it, but she knew she needed to be careful around Zayne. He was unpredictable, and she didn't want to get hurt.
"Let's just focus on the lesson," she said finally, trying to sound calm.
Zayne nodded, his grin still plastered on his face.
"Sure thing, shortie. Let's get started." He said.
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The lecturer left the senior class, and Victoria started to polish her nail, her mind couldn't help but wander off to Jameson. He wasn't really calling her anymore, and that was unlike him. She knew Lexi was really distracting him now.
Someone suddenly sat down beside her, and she turned to see Wayne.
"What did you want?" She scoffed, not bothering to hide her disinterest.
"Jameson and Lexi, did you know they are married?" He asked, his eyes fixed on hers.
Victoria raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I? She's my stepsister, anyway," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Wayne looked taken aback by her nonchalance.
"And you just accept it?" He asked, his voice laced with disbelief.
Victoria snorted. "Never. Jameson is my man, and he's going nowhere," she said.
Wayne smiled, a sly glint in his eye. "Then you should hold on to your man, because Lexi is my girl, and I'm about to make her mine," he said.
"Oh, really? And I think we can help each other out," she said.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"We should come up with some things that make them fight always," Victoria said, a sly smile spreading across her face. "You can think about it before now. I have a competition to do," she said, standing up and walking away.
Wayne watched her go.
"Is that Wayne?" Sarah, Victoria's friend, asked as they walked, her eyes fixed on Wayne's back.
Victoria rolled her eyes. "He is the one," she said, her tone dripping with disdain.
Sarah's eyes widened. "What were you both talking about?" She asked.
"Why don't you mind your business?" Victoria scoffed and left.
"What an arrogant bitch" Sarah muttered before running after her.
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Lexi almost lost her breath as she gazed out at the sea of faces surrounding the swimming pool. It seemed like every student in school was there, all cheering and chanting for the competition to begin. Gemma's bright smile and encouraging banner caught her eye, and Lexi felt a surge of gratitude towards her friend.
But as she scanned the crowd, her eyes met Jameson's, and her heart skipped a beat. He was sitting in the front row, his expression unreadable, his eyes fixed intently on her. Lexi felt a shiver run down her spine as their gazes locked, but she quickly looked away, trying to focus on the competition ahead.
Just then, Victoria emerged, flaunting her curves in a revealing bikini that left little to the imagination. The crowd erupted in cheers and catcalls as she struck a pose beside Lexi, who felt a twinge of insecurity in her own modest swimsuit.
The announcer's voice boomed out, explaining the rules of the competition.
"The winner will represent our school during the international swimming competition" he said and then the whistle blew, and Lexi and Victoria plunged into the water. The crowd cheered and chanted as they swam lap after lap, their strokes strong and confident.
But as the race wore on, Lexi began to pull ahead. The crowd went wild as she touched the finish line first, and Gemma's voice was the loudest, screaming with pride and excitement.
As Lexi emerged from the water, exhausted but exhilarated, she was enveloped in a warm hug. She looked up in surprise to see Wayne beaming at her.
"I'm so proud of you," he said, wrapping her in a dry towel.
Lexi's eyes darted towards Jameson, who was still sitting in the front row, his expression unreadable.
"Let's get out of here," Wayne said and Lexi nodded, grateful to escape the crowd and the awkwardness of Jameson's silence. As they walked away from the pool, Lexi couldn't help but look back at Jameson.
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"Wayne, I thought you were angry with me," Lexi said, looking up at him with a mixture of surprise and relief as they walked to a quiet spot away from the crowd.
"I am not, "I understand why you kept it from me." Wayne replied.
Lexi's face lit up with a smile.
"Thanks," she said.
"But I'm not ready to back down, Lexi. I won't give up on you." Wayne said seriously.
Lexi's eyes widened in surprise. "Wayne..."
"Don't try to change my mind," he interrupted, his voice firm. "Just get ready for me."
Before Lexi could respond, Wayne quickly pecked her lips and turned to leave.
Lexi's eyes followed him, her mind reeling in shock.
"What the hell?" she muttered to herself.
She couldn't believe what had just happened.
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Lexi came out of her room and walked towards Jameson's room, her heart racing with anticipation. She was hesitant to knock on his door. As she stood there deliberating on what to do, the door suddenly opened and Jameson came out.
"What did you want?" he asked gruffly, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at her.
"Nothing," Lexi quickly said, feeling a flush rise to her cheeks. She hadn't expected him to answer the door so suddenly.
Jameson raised an eyebrow. "Nothing?" he repeated.
Lexi shook her head. "I just...I wanted to talk to you about what they told us yesterday," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"What about it?" he asked, his voice a little softer.
"I think we should do what they said," Lexi said, her heart pounding in her chest. She hadn't expected to say that, but the words had come out before she could stop them.
Jameson stared at her for a long time, his eyes searching hers.
"Really?" he asked finally, his voice laced with surprise.
"Yeah. I think it's the right thing to do."Lexi nodded.
"Okay. But a lot of things have to be done," he said, his eyes still fixed on hers.
"Things like?" Lexi asked, her curiously.
Jameson's gaze roamed over her body, his eyes lingering on her clothes.
"Like you. Everything about you," he said, his voice low and husky.
Lexi felt a shiver run down her spine as she met his gaze.
"I'm sure you can do that "You can turn me into the perfect wife that you want." She said.
"Sure, I can do that," he said.
"For the party, right?" Lexi asked.
"Yeah. I'll make you the perfect wife, just for the party." Jameson said with a smirk.
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