Bound to You

Chapter 21: Man of Word

It seemed time stood still as she felt the attention on her. She regained her composure, "This would be highly improbable, countess."

An awkward silence followed as the countess scrutinised her while the people around them stopped their conversation to watch them. Sierra held her breath. The earl then smiled, "Then, it's a pleasure to meet you, my lady." 

She nodded, relieved and as James and her continued their rounds, a few distinctive tings echoed through the speakers and the jazz music quietened gradually as Christopher Torres lightly tapped a silver spoon against his champagne glass right in the microphone. He walked on the slightly elevated platform, holding the mike in his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have a few minutes of your time?" When the silence was granted, he warmly said, "I thank you all for your warm presence and welcome you all to the engagement party of my youngest son, James. A few words to the bride-to-be. Sierra, welcome to the family. I'm delighted that James has shown such good sense in choosing a wonderful woman like you. I know you will keep him happy. With you by his side and the love you so obviously share, nothing will be impossible. May the strength and sweetness you share now, endure and grow. To James and Sierra, I offer you this toast." 

He lifted his sparkling champagne glass and the guests did the same before applauding as the couple came in view. Christopher excitingly added, "Musicians, hit your best beats!"

A playful jovial tune began to swing in the air as the band lively played their instruments.

James flashed a warm smile at his father, thanking him for the words. Walking beside him, she swallowed hard as she saw the beautiful arch covered with fresh magnolia flowers and pink roses. She hesitated, seeing an impressive three tiers engagement cake and the champagne on the well-decorated rectangular table. 

James inquired as he sensed a sudden reluctance in her, "A problem?" 

"Yes. I'm not—I don't want to do this. This isn't right." 

He hushed her harshly, "Don't even start. This is business."

How could he be so insensitive? It was clear that his parents put in a lot of efforts to arrange all of this and he was just carelessly playing with their feelings! He gave her a warning look – the kind of look that said not to mess anything— and they walked up the few stairs and when she stood before this small world, she felt overwhelmed. 

What the heck was she doing with her life?! She never thought she'd go through this all over again...feeling no joy, just frustration. She did not want to be with the man who was standing by her side. No matter how handsome or charismatic or smart he was. 

She unconsciously sighed heavily and upon hearing her, James gently squeezed her waist gently before releasing her. 

She ignored the cameras which turned their way and instantly adhered to the protocol of holding the knife with him to cut into the cake. His hand was warm and it held hers firmly. He was right beside her and for a second, the crowd seemed to fade as she looked up to focus on his face. 

There were no tint of happiness or excitement as the man's questioning eyes settled on her face. Seemed he wasn't that eager either. She quickly broke the contact. This was not good, she thought as she trembled. 

She reminded herself why she was doing this, finding the will to continue this masquerade. She just had to pretend, she assured herself. Pretend to be happy. Who knew it'd be harder than she thought? This was nothing but a show.

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"And...strike! Beat that!" Jace smirked as he proudly watched the bowling ball knocking off all the pins powerfully.