Dawn in Vancouver

Chapter 16: "Angel"

"Good morning Miss Sinclair."

"Good morning Pierre," Rachel said, looking him in the eye and smiling as she adjusted her hat. I want you to prepare a horse for me, I'm going out to ride.

Pierre felt his breath catch as he simply nodded and couldn't take his eyes off those beautiful eyes. Her skin looked so soft, her delicate legs covered by those tight pants along with her riding boots. Rachel Sinclair was the epitome of human beauty.

"I'll have it ready for you when you need it, Miss," Pierre said, his voice cracking.

"Thank you very much, Pierre," Rachel whispered, watching him. "I need it in an hour."

"I'm here to serve you Miss and I promise you will be ready" Rachel smiled at him as she walked away and Pierre sighed appreciating her beautiful body and her beautiful walk. What a beautiful woman. What a perfect woman.

"Dawn in Vancouver" written by Camila Cabello

2/3 OF THE WEEKEND MARATHON.

WHISTLER STATION:

Jason cursed as he hit the bed hard. The bruises still burning on his face and the shirt was still stained with blood. Ryan Green had dared to hit him.

"You son of a bitch!" He said angrily as he looked at the new room he had been moved to after the hotel staff had managed to separate them. Jason sat on the edge of the bed furious with himself. "You're going to pay for every one of these blows Ryan. You're going to pay for it with what you defend so much. I'm going to make your wife leave you. That's the only way you're going to pay for everything you did to me."

Jason sighed as he leaned back knowing his plan had failed. It wasn't his plan to argue with Ryan so quickly. It wasn't his plan for him to know how he felt about useless Camila. The deadbeat always had to ruin everything he planned for him. It hadn't done any good to marry her. Her fortune had not made him a better-known publicist because she had never given him a job. She had preferred to stay with her publicist Danielle and had turned him down promising to get him a better opportunity.

That opportunity had never come. His wife didn't have the clout he needed for the position he aspired to. On the other hand, Lauren Jauregui did. The woman was a world-famous singer. And to his surprise, she was the wife of the jerk who had taken advantage of him and his future. The asshole who had stolen the scholarship that could have gotten him out of Miami and the mediocre life he had there.

A life where he was married to a stupid good-for-nothing. Camila Cabello was a beautiful woman, he could accept that. But she was stupid. In bed, she was a disaster. There was no passion, no attraction that made Jason feel comfortable with her. But she was his, and for quick sex she was useful. He liked to have fun with her. He was often amused by the way she went out of her way to please him. The way she did everything he asked of her. She had done everything but get him out of that job he hated so much that wouldn't let him earn all the money he deserved.

And now by befriending Lauren and Ryan he thought he had a better chance of succeeding, even if inside all he wanted was to get revenge on Ryan. But now his plan was ruined and he had to think about what he was going to do. There were only two options. Return to Miami or try to get Ryan Green to forgive him.

A smile crossed Jason's face as he lay back on the bed. Ryan was a jerk dominated by his wife, idealistic and stupid. He was sure he would quickly get her to forgive him and he had the perfect plan. Something that wouldn't fail.