Chapter 18

• He nodded his head leaning back in his chair. We looked around the restaurant to take in the sights of everyone who passed us by.
• I was hurting but I was also relieved that very soon my pain would be over and I would be back to my life.
• “Are you not worried about what I’m trying to do to your brother?” I asked him as he looked at me with a brow raised. He looked like a playboy for a second before his base look returned.
• “I don’t care,” he said with a bland look. “I’m only trying to help you get what you want.”
• This statement got me suspicious. If he was helping me, then it meant that there had to be something in it for him. He was not telling me anything and it was looking fishy to me.
• “What are you getting out of it?” I asked. “You don’t seem like the type of guy who would torture his brother for fun. So tell me what your game is.”
• “I’ve got no game,” he shrugged. “I’m just a guy with a lot of time on his hands and I’m willing to spend it to torture my brother. Besides, you’re already judging me when I haven’t even judged you for the crime you’re about to commit.
• “Who knows, I could actually be that guy who just wants to torture his brother for fun.”
• “Don’t lie to me,” I scoffed. “I’m not a child. I know when someone is lying to me. Don’t play with my intelligence, Taevon. I’m not stupid.”
• “I never said you were.”
• “Your actions are pretty loud for someone who doesn’t want to say anything. You can’t tell me you’re not getting anything out of it.”
• “You really are persistent, aren’t you?” he gritted his teeth, his brows furrowing to show signs of anger.
• “Oh you have no idea how persistent I can be,” I was not letting him off my hook until I got what I wanted. “All you’ve given to me are conditions which frankly seem pretty light to me.
• “I don’t have trouble doing them, but I don’t trust people who lie to me.”
• “I haven’t told you any lies, have I?”
• “Not yet,” I narrowed my eyes. “Cheryl and Marcus caused me pain and tried hiding it behind stupid lies and propagandas, I don’t want the same from you.”
• “Then trust me.”
• I scoffed, “You say that but yet you don’t even tell me anything. Why don’t you trust me with your plan.”
• “Tormenting my brother is the plan.”
• “And what if I decide to stop it and get back on with my life.”
• “Then I won’t stop you.”
• We had a staring match which I was not prepared to lose as he blinked first.
• “Look,” he started. “You have your own reasons for trying to bring down my brother and I have mine. Trust me when I say that our interests don’t overwhelm the other. They have different lanes but the same plan…”
• “They better be that way,” I threatened. “Because I’m going into this with a plan and I expect that plan to work out perfectly.”
• He nodded. “You have nothing to worry about.”
• I hadn’t heard what his plan was and it made me wonder if I could trust him.
• I gave him a good licking with my eyes. Taevon was very good looking and easy on the eyes. If I hadn’t met him at the hospital, I would have thought he worked as a model at a modeling agency.
• To be fair, his brown eyes and deep sultry voice didn’t help his reputation as a doctor. He was capable of bewitching the women around to do his bidding but he was too oblivious to his superpowers.
• He was tall and athletic but he hid his body in jackets and doctor’s clothes.
• It did little to mask his body as it still showed through the clothes he had on.
• He was a wonderful match and any girl would be lucky to have him but I was not interested in him. I wanted Marcus.
• I knew that a year was enough to get my revenge and get him to come crawling back to me.
• I didn’t mind being the villain. My sister had shown me what first hand villainy was and I was going to show her that two could play that very sweet game.
• If I wasn’t going to beat her at the game of strength, there was always the game of wits and brains. I would excel in it and I would make sure she regretted choosing my fiancé to be her lover.
• I didn’t care whether she had given birth for him or not, that was none of my concern, I wanted Marcus to have my full anger and fear my wrath.
• “So how do we start with all of this?“ I asked as I was too focused on my incoming triumph that I had not created a plan for how I was going to get there.
• “Fortunately for you, I had it all planned out,” he smiled. “First of all, I’ll need to introduce you to my parents and in turn I’ll meet your parents. Which do you want us to do first?”
• “Let’s go with my parents first. I’m pretty sure they’ll be shocked to find out about us, especially Cheryl and Marcus.”
• And once again I was blinded by the look of shock on their faces. It was so priceless I could taste their defeat from where I was sitting.
• “When do you want us introduced?” He asked.
• “How’s your next week?” I asked.
• “Oh no Charlotte,” he shook his head. “It’s too soon. You just woke up from a coma, no one would believe that we have something real.”
• “We might have fallen in love while I was at the hospital.”
• “That would be a plausible excuse if you had stayed at the hospital awake with me for more than a day. No one would buy the story and the timing is just too soon.”