Thoughtless sacrifice, p.12

  Thoughtless Sacrifice, p.12

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  “Come on people” he yelled. “We have a wedding to deal with.”

  I watched as everyone dashed off with his order, but my feet felt like they were stuck to the floor. I was in awe of him and couldn't bear to be anywhere else but his side.

  “Go” he whispered, his lips placing a feather light kiss on my forehead.

  Amy linked arms with me and started dragging me away. Still my eyes couldn't leave him. The smile on his beautiful face was breath taking. He looked like a child at Christmas, the exciting almost bursting out of him. He blew me a little kiss and finally I turned my head away.

  How could I even of contemplated leaving or divorcing him? I could have lost him for good and I wanted to slap myself. I was never letting him go again. He was mine and would remain mine forever. There was no way I was allowing another woman to place her hands on what belonged to me again. He was MY husband and he was MINE.

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  Maxwell

  The room was filled with everyone that was important to us. It was filled with white and pink roses, just like I had requested. Jay had decided upon him self to be my best man and I couldn't refuse. He had done such a remarkable job-- even if he did insist we wore matching suits. I guess that's what you get when others make the arrangements.

  Olivia was dressed in a pink prom dress that was too short, but I couldn't make a scene about and my boy dressed like me. Everyone looked amazing and I was surprised everything had come together perfectly.

  When I come to think about it all, this was actually want I needed to kick me up the arse. Georgina walking out on me had actually made me realize how much work I had to put into my marriage and not my company. Although, the little stunt in the meeting room deserved some punishment.

  All of a sudden 'Damien Dawn's- My heart' began to play. Mine and Georgina's song. I must have listened to this a million of times when I thought she was going to marry that shit head – Waterman.

  My head turned to face the entrance of the room in slow motion. Bailey was the first to enter, then Olivia and then Amy. My heart started to beat fast and I found myself holding in my breath. Why was I nervous? I wasn't this nervous the first time round.

  Finally, there she was. My life, her arm linked with the scary man. She looked like a princess. A slink white dress that hit her curves perfectly. I had died and gone to heaven.

  Her eyes sparkling and only focused on me. I had to admit Amy had done a good job, even though I didn't like the way she kept referring to me as a 'flashy fucker'. Although, she was telling the truth.

  The music stopped and my Miss Dawson was next to my side. Her father gave me the dirtiest look that could have turned me into ice.

  Mr Dawson slowly took a step towards me and leaned over to whisper in my ear. “Hurt her again and I'll hunt you down.” I nodded in response. He was a scary man and not someone I wanted to get on the bad side of. Mr Dawson kissed Georgina on the cheek, pointed to me and took his seat.

  Georgina smiled up at me and took my hand. It was time to show everyone that we loved each other.

  ***

  I had to take a moment to watch everyone enjoying themselves. Georgina was in deep conversation with her sister Dee and Amy. She hadn't let Bailey out of her grip since the ceremony ended. My attention focused on the lonely man sitting at a table with only a glass for company. I made my way over and sat down beside him.

  “Dad,” I greeted him.

  “Maxwell” he smiled, you could tell it was fake as it never reached his eyes. I could tell he was in pain, he would never confess; my father was always good at hiding his emotions. I felt very sorry for him. He had provided me with everything. He’d taught me how to run a successful business. Now he had nothing, I placed my hand on his shoulder and gave it a little squeeze.

  “Your mother has told me what you have planned to do for us” his eyes lowered. “I don't want you to bail me out, Maxwell. It’s not your problem.”

  “I'm not bailing you out” I rolled my eyes.

  He tilted his head to the side. “I gambled everything I owned, I have taken away all the security your mother had. I don't need charity.”

  “Its not charity” I snapped.

  His eyes finally looked at me and he shook his head. “Then what is it?”

  “A permanent loan” I smiled, which he faintly returned. It was time to get serious. “Look,” I began. I was using my boss voice. “Can you just cut all this self pity crap? I know you’ve been a selfish dickhead.” His eyes grew wide. At least I had his attention now. “Take my help and don't ask anymore questions.”

  He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. I knew he was thinking about it. “Your mother deserves better than me. You listen to me, Maxwell” I nodded in response. “You take care of your family. You provide them with everything and you never walk away.”

  “I promise” I smiled, that lesson I had already learnt first hand.

  “Maxwell,” Georgina said, placing her hands on the back of the chair. “The photographer wants to take a family picture.”

  I looked up at my beautiful wife and my fathers words actually hit home with force. I had nearly lost them all. It was a scary thought now. My wife with another man, Olivia going back to Debbie and Bailey calling another man Dad. That was my worst nightmare and I almost allowed it.

  “Come on, dad. It's family photo time.”

  Everyone gathered together and was getting into position. Me and my family took there place in the middle. My eyes moved to each one; my wife, my daughter, my son – what else did I need?

  ***

  I watched Georgina in her post orgasmic state, she was patting heavily and the sweat made her skin glow. I kissed her forehead. She was back where she belonged. After all these weeks of hell, I finally had her back.

  I no longer wanted to be that workaholic prick I had some how turned back into. I was a man with more important responsibilities.

  “Wow” she whispered, her eyes looking up at me and her arms locked around my neck.

  “Wow,” I repeated, my hands resting each side of her head. “Miss Dawson...”

  “Mmmm” she tutted, she placed a fingertip against my lips. “Mrs Thomas – Always has been and always will be.” Her words were like music to my ears. I leaned down and kissed her lips. What else could I say?

  The next morning I did something I never done, I got up and went downstairs to have breakfast with my family. Maddy handed me my morning coffee and I sat down at the table with them all.

  Olivia was in deep conversation with Georgina, she had missed her. Even though she made a whole drama about Georgina being an evil step-mother. I knew it was just an act she liked to do in front of her friends.

  Georgina finally looked up at me and smiled. “Morning, Mr Thomas.” She was still in her sweats and her hair was tied back.

  “Morning, Mrs Thomas” I replied, taking a sip of my coffee. “No work today?”

  “No” Georgina stood up looking rather smug. “I'm meeting up with Amy and we are hitting the shops.”

  “Don't spend too much” I teased, she rolled her eyes and left the kitchen.

  “Dad,” it was Olivia's turn. “Can I go to a party?”

  “No” I snapped, authority filling my voice. How I loved being in control of everything. I was the master of the universe and untouchable…. After all I am Maxwell Thomas or better known as Mr Golden Rule.

  THE END

  More books by Kam Carr all available on Amazon and Smashwords…

  The Golden collection

  Book one- Bring me to life

  Book two – Sweet Immortal

  Book Three- Thoughtless Sacrifice

  Closer- part one

  Closer- part two

  Closer-part three

  Closer- the full curse (all three books in one)

  The mercy of devotion

  Wide awake

  Bad student

  Join me on Facebook and Twitter for all my latest news.

  www.facebook.com/officialkamcarr

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  Kam Carr, Thoughtless Sacrifice

 


 

 
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