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Story: The Rancher's Vengeful Heart
Alberta sighed in relief when she saw who was walking up to Fontana from behind.Reinforcements have finally arrived, thank goodness.
"It appears what I've heard about you is true."
The silkily spoken words from behind her had Fontana seeing red. She knew when she was being insulted, even indirectly, but just as she whirled around, it was then she saw Marius Young standing in front of her—
And his viciously pleasant smile had her words dying an abrupt death as fear strangled her throat. How the hell could one look so beautiful and scary at the same time?
"They say you like causing trouble." Marius' tone perfectly matched his smile, and Fontana's nails dug into her palms. "Is that right?"
"I don't know what you're talking about?"
"Then will you deny having anything to do with my sister-in-law being humiliated on the day she was supposed to be celebrating her promotion?"
His sister-in-law?
What the hell did Benedict Young's wife have to do with her? She had never even met Lana! So why would he say that unless—-
It couldn't be!
"The look on your face is very telling, Fontana," Marius murmured, "and I don't fucking like it."
Fontana's body shook with humiliated rage.Enough was enough!Billionaire or not, he was still in her father's company, and so this washerterritory, not his.
She raised her hand to slap his face—
"Who owns this company now, Alberta?" Marius drawled, not even flinching at the threatened violence.
Fontana froze, her hand suspended in mid-air.
"Your brother, sir." Alberta's voice was prim.
Marius drew a certain sense of satisfaction at seeing Fontana's face lose all color...but it was not enough.
"Your father needs this deal, believe me. So if you want to keep the lifestyle you're used to...I expect you to get creative on how to best make it up to my sister-in-law...AKAyour new boss."
Epilogue
FOXTOWN'S COBBLESTONEstreets glittered under fairy lights strung between Victorian lampposts, transforming the historic district into a Valentine's Day wonderland. And much to the delight of the park's visitors, snow had also started to fall, which only made everything magical.
It was as if the angels in heaven were also rejoicing over the fairytale-like marriage of the Duke of Windtowne and his young blushing bride, and just thinking about this had many a woman sighing dreamily.
Oh, to be in the duchess' shoes, even just for a day!
A woman dressed in an unfashionable gown stood by the entrance to welcome newly arrived visitors, her face a picture of, well...
"Welcome to Foxtown!"
She had been saying those words every so often, but why did her face look like she had mistaken her toy poodle's droppings for chocolate?
"My name is Fontana, for those who don't know, I'll be playing different roles throughout the month—-"
She broke off when a gentleman dressed like a dandy suddenly went up to her, saying, "I'm Ernie, a writer forThe Texas Social." He showed her his wristband as proof, which was indeed the color provided for members of the press. "Is it true that you tried to get between Lucius Young and his wife?"
Fontana's first instinct was to scream. But since her fatherhadconfirmed that they'd be bankrupt if not for the Youngs buying their company—-
Fontana forced herself to smile teasingly. "Since one of the roles I'm playing in Foxtown is that of a desperate social-climbing baron's daughter—-"
The crowd of visitors who stood close enough to overhear her words laughed at this.
"It appears what I've heard about you is true."
The silkily spoken words from behind her had Fontana seeing red. She knew when she was being insulted, even indirectly, but just as she whirled around, it was then she saw Marius Young standing in front of her—
And his viciously pleasant smile had her words dying an abrupt death as fear strangled her throat. How the hell could one look so beautiful and scary at the same time?
"They say you like causing trouble." Marius' tone perfectly matched his smile, and Fontana's nails dug into her palms. "Is that right?"
"I don't know what you're talking about?"
"Then will you deny having anything to do with my sister-in-law being humiliated on the day she was supposed to be celebrating her promotion?"
His sister-in-law?
What the hell did Benedict Young's wife have to do with her? She had never even met Lana! So why would he say that unless—-
It couldn't be!
"The look on your face is very telling, Fontana," Marius murmured, "and I don't fucking like it."
Fontana's body shook with humiliated rage.Enough was enough!Billionaire or not, he was still in her father's company, and so this washerterritory, not his.
She raised her hand to slap his face—
"Who owns this company now, Alberta?" Marius drawled, not even flinching at the threatened violence.
Fontana froze, her hand suspended in mid-air.
"Your brother, sir." Alberta's voice was prim.
Marius drew a certain sense of satisfaction at seeing Fontana's face lose all color...but it was not enough.
"Your father needs this deal, believe me. So if you want to keep the lifestyle you're used to...I expect you to get creative on how to best make it up to my sister-in-law...AKAyour new boss."
Epilogue
FOXTOWN'S COBBLESTONEstreets glittered under fairy lights strung between Victorian lampposts, transforming the historic district into a Valentine's Day wonderland. And much to the delight of the park's visitors, snow had also started to fall, which only made everything magical.
It was as if the angels in heaven were also rejoicing over the fairytale-like marriage of the Duke of Windtowne and his young blushing bride, and just thinking about this had many a woman sighing dreamily.
Oh, to be in the duchess' shoes, even just for a day!
A woman dressed in an unfashionable gown stood by the entrance to welcome newly arrived visitors, her face a picture of, well...
"Welcome to Foxtown!"
She had been saying those words every so often, but why did her face look like she had mistaken her toy poodle's droppings for chocolate?
"My name is Fontana, for those who don't know, I'll be playing different roles throughout the month—-"
She broke off when a gentleman dressed like a dandy suddenly went up to her, saying, "I'm Ernie, a writer forThe Texas Social." He showed her his wristband as proof, which was indeed the color provided for members of the press. "Is it true that you tried to get between Lucius Young and his wife?"
Fontana's first instinct was to scream. But since her fatherhadconfirmed that they'd be bankrupt if not for the Youngs buying their company—-
Fontana forced herself to smile teasingly. "Since one of the roles I'm playing in Foxtown is that of a desperate social-climbing baron's daughter—-"
The crowd of visitors who stood close enough to overhear her words laughed at this.
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