Chapter 10 Chapter 10
Benjamin Devon Jnr
It was my farewell party in Paris and my sort of engagement party in Texas. My parents were sick arranging a marriage for me and Joelle when we were only 5 years old and the most ludicrous thing was that they expected of her to be a virgin for me. Like in who in this day and age can do that. But according to my mother and father she sticked to that rule, apparently the only boy she ever went out with was Morne and Morne was my best friend in kindergarten and primary school before I moved to Europe yes Morne and I kept in touch on and off but I wouldn’t say we were friends and if she’s as hot as everyone says she is there is no way that Morne wouldn’t have fucked her.
Well, me on the other hand didn’t sleep one night alone, maybe in my marriage I’ll be able to rest from all the fucking I mean fucking one woman for the rest of your life. Who made that rule? I think Jojo and I will have our own rules as well, we can fuck who ever we want to, as long as our parents doesn’t find out. I was sitting in a fucking nice bar in Paris with two models on my lap, thinking I’m taking both of them home with me tonight I had to get in all the fun I could before I go back home to Texas, that is another story, I was trying to stay away because I know as soon as I put my foot down in Texas the wedding planning and everything will start and after the wedding they will probable ask for grandchildren because there needs to be heirs to take over the companies.
I worked with my father although it was out of Europe, I know exactly what was going on at the company, what I didn’t know was what was going on at the Wayne’s company and will marrying Joelle actually make such a big difference in our status? According to my dad it will but I’m not so sure. I want all those books before I even think of going on with this arrange marriage, the thing is will the Wayne family send me the documents before I even get back to the states or would they want to see me. I mean I’ve seen them and Jojo on social media but never in person and she’s only seen me once and that was when I was 5, I’ve changed a hell of a lot. I don’t even know if she keeps track of my doings on social media.
I pushed all business out of my mind and started kissing the two girls and before we know what happened we were back in my penthouse apartment and we weren’t only 3 we were 4 and believe me I didn’t mind not one bit.
Jojo
I got home feeling like a truck has driven over me, one of the maids found me on my way to my room “Miss Jojo, are you okay?” She was the one that raised me basically. “No, I’m really not.” “Come let me take you to your room.” She helped me to my room, then she helped me get undressed and into my PJ’s “What am I going to do without you?” I asked her. “I’ll come with you.” She said. Fuck I wish I can take her with me. “Now tell me what’s wrong?” “I’m feeling sick, I want to vomit the whole time, my whole body is sore and I’m clammy.” “Okay I’ll go and get you some meds.” “Thank you, Mel.” Mel left and I got into bed. I couldn’t keep my eyes open I was so tired. I must have dozed off because she woke me up “Miss Jojo.” She said softly. I open my eyes only to see Mel’s worried eyes. “Here you go drink this.” She gave me some tablets almost a hand full then she went to the bathroom to get me a cold wet cloth. “Keep this on your forehead okay.” “Okay thanks Mel.” When she left, I didn’t even have the energy to look at my phone to see what my so-called fiancé was up to, I just turned around and fell asleep. Today was clearly a hell of a lot for me.
The next morning my mother was in my room so early I don’t even think the sun was up. “Come on Joelle we have an exciting day today.” “Urgggg I’m not feeling good.” “Come on you need to get out of that bed we are going to go and fit on wedding dresses.” Any other women would jump up at this but not me, I wanted to stay in bed I was really not feeling good. “Mom, you want me to vomit in one of those dresses?” “It’s can’t be that bad?” My mother said. “Well, it is.” When she walked to me, she felt my forehead and I must have been warm. “I’ll call the doctor then I’ll call Mrs. Devon and ask her to move the dress shopping.” “Are you serious?” “Yes, you are clearly sick.” “So, when I have a fever, I’m sick but when I don’t, I’m not?” My mom gave me a look one that said ‘Don’t test me young lady’ So I kept quiet and listened how she called the doctor to make a house call and then she called Mrs. Devon to tell her I have a fever and is still vomiting. “Okay thank you I’ll tell her.” When she disconnected the call, she said “Mrs. Devon says she hopes it’s nothing serious and she will move the dress picking to the day after tomorrow that will give you 2 days to recover.” “Jeez, 2 full days” I mumbled. “What was that?” My mother asked “No nothing I said it’s nice of her.” My mother smiled and walked out of my room.
I must have fell asleep again because the doctor was the one with Mel to wake me up. “Hi doctor.” I said as he took a seat next to me on the bed. “Hi Jojo. What’s going on?” “I don’t know maybe too much excitement or a 24-hour bug?” “Let me examine you.” He took my temperature which was high, then he pushed on my stomach which was tender, he looked in my throat and ears and I was diagnosed with some sort of stomach bug. He gave me some meds and told Mel to make me soup and give me energy drinks to help me get my energy back. “Thanks doctor.” I said as he walked out to my mother to give her the good news. I was indeed sick I wasn’t faking it to get out of the dinner or wedding dress shopping. She came back into my room and said “I called Mrs. Devon and arranged to go wedding dress shopping next Monday giving you the whole week to recover.” “Thanks mom.” I said as I rushed to the bathroom again.