Billionaire Flawed 1(188)

Emily removed her bonnet as the sun beat down on the two cousins. This garden is the nicest I have ever seen, Beatrice said. Your mother is the perfect gardener.

And you, my dear cousin, are the most perfect schemer?

Beatrice looked at her with a humorous look on her face. Why Emily, how on earth could you think that?

Because I have noticed that Charles Carrington will visit me tomorrow. What on earth did you say to him.

He is a man of honor and I just called upon that honor. What of Mr. Masters? How did you find him?

Quite agreeable. In fact, he is handsome, witty and knowledgeable.

That is marvelous. Then you want him to win the auction?

I am not sure. He is let's say, a little too well versed in activities of the bedroom for my liking. I believe he has, in all probability, had a lot of women, and I am not certain I would ever be able to fully trust him to be faithful to me. Thus far, dear cousin, Mr. Carrington has made the best impression on me, and his circumstances won't allow us to be any more than friendly toward each other.







Charles looked at Emily as the maid placed the tea tray on the delicate table. He waited until she was finished and had left the room before he spoke.

Miss Emily, how can you ever forgive me? Miss Beatrice told me you have knowledge of our silly wager and that you are desperately worried about your reputation.

Yes, Mr. Carrington, she was correct, I am apprehensive indeed.

Please call me Charles. Miss Beatrice rightly pointed out that such activities have a habit of becoming common knowledge. She also stated that should that happened, you would be protected if society believed you to be in a courtship of substance. I am prepared to make that pretense, to protect you. But I must tell you that my circumstances have not changed since the last time we met, and I cannot allow you and I to become any more than friends.

Charles, you have put my mind at ease. I have been desperately worried during the past few days. I cannot thank you enough for having the courage stand by me in this difficult time.

You do of course realize that I am unable to take part in this auction with any significant sums and that one of the other two will win? Are you prepared for that?

Yes entirely. Once a winner has been declared, I shall accept his advances in good faith. I must add Charles, that it is such a shame that you have no chance of winning.









The river is remarkably high for this time of year, Emily pointed out.

Yes, there has been so much rain recently. It is a delightful pathway we are walking. It is as if we have been whisked away to a planet of our own. It's so serene.

If we wanted to, we could walk all the way to York along it. I have never done so, I keep within an easy distance of home, but I do like to explore some of the smaller paths leading from it. But Charles, enough of paths. I want to know why your father saw fit to disinherit his only son. Tell me why.

It is a very private matter and one that I have not spoken of, to anyone but my mother.

Please forgive my intrusive nature, I really am intolerable sometimes.

I attacked my father in such an aggressive way, he was hospitalized for a short time, Charles blurted out.

Emily was shocked. You attacked your father? Why?

Because he is a scoundrel. He is continually unfaithful to my mother and one evening when she objected to his behavior, he beat her, brutally. When I saw her black eyes and busted lips, I was unable to control my anger.

What a horrible situation for you, my poor dear. I am quite shocked. She put her hand on his arm in a gesture of support, but he pulled it away from her.

Emily, whatever you feel for me and, however, my situation came about, it is inappropriate for you and me to touch. You are compromised on two fronts. First by my stupidity in entering into this ridiculous auction and second by my financial situation. I am endangering you. As soon as the auction is finished, I will wish you well and leave your life forever.

Charles, stop walking and look at me. When he'd told her about the situation with his mother, Emily had stopped walking, hoping he would do the same. She'd wanted to comfort him, but he'd just carried on. Charles stop, damn you.

He stopped. her harsh words ringing in his ears. When he turned to her, she could see more sorrow in his eyes, and it pained her greatly. You will not leave my life. I forbid it. I have never met a man like you. I don't care that you are the most handsome man I have ever seen. More important is that you are a man of principal and a man who cares passionately about people. Especially women. You will take those few steps back to me, take me in your arms and kiss me, this instant.

Oh Emily. I cannot do that. I vowed to myself that I would not touch you. You don't seem to understand. I have told you several times. I will repeat myself. I have no means to keep you. Do you want a life of poverty?