When Mrs. Infamous Chose The Masochist...(BOOK 5)

Chapter 27

We stayed a little longer at the club to congratulate The Skylettes for already finding someone to sign them to a music label and we celebrated with drinks and a toast to the group. Delilah and her girls were just beaming with excitement and gratitude that all of this was finally happening to them, and I had never been more proud of them. Not too long after we held our little celebration, Del announced she was going home soon so she could get back to her family and tell them the great news. We all congratulated her once more and I hugged her tightly as I said to her, "I always knew you'd make it. You're gonna make history together." She shed a few tears after I told her that and kissed my cheeks affectionately before heading out to leave the club with Magnolia and Georgina. As for the rest of us, Nina and Emerson decided to go back to the hotel while the rest of us stayed a little longer to keep the night going. What happened a while after Del's departure was something I never expected to happen.

Sometime after sharing drinks with Remington, he and Sebastian were confronted by a music producer named Chris Greatti who wished to produce the next Palaye Royale album after this one. They stepped away to talk with him and I watched them, feeling excited for the boys before indulging in my drink and enjoying the environment I was currently in. About ten minutes later, I noticed a woman standing close to Remington and almost trying to flirt with him. Normally, I wouldn't have cared because he's faithful to me, but after a second glance glance at her, I fully turned my head to see that she was someone I never thought I'd have to see again: my bully in middle and high school, Stacy Parker. From what I remembered when I was a teenager, Stacy was known as the most popular girl with long and bright blonde hair and flawless features that made every girl want to be her. Now that I'm seeing her again after all this time, her hair looks more drab than bright and she seemed to have applied too much makeup on her face as if she was trying to look presentable when she seemed like she wouldn't have to before.

I watched as she tried to seduce Remington by batting her eyes and playing with her hair, but Rem barely acknowledged her as he was still conversing with Sebastian and Chris. I laughed at her failed attempts and was about to turn away before I watched her try to touch his arm like he was someone close to her and that set me off as I stepped off of my stool and walked toward the two. I stopped, however, a few feet before them and with Stacy's back to me as I heard Rem state while stepping back a little from her, "Listen, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm not interested. Maybe you haven't heard, but I'm engaged to be married soon to only the most perfect and gorgeous woman I've ever met in my life." Even though I was in a fiery mood, his words made me blush lightly and smile for a second before Stacy commented, "Oh, I see! No, I guess I didn't hear the news. She must be very special to win over a devastatingly handsome stud like you. Does she know you're here tonight?" I wanted to strangle her but I had to hold back as Rem answered her question while looking at me and holding his hand out to me, "Of course she knows, we came together with our friends. Isn't that right, my angel?"

I watched Stacy turn her head to find me behind her and walking towards Remington, and enjoyed every single second as her expression changed from one of confidence to one of pure shock and anger. I held my gaze on her as I gave her a smug smile, finally being the one to make her feel jealous of me and regret ever making my youth a living hell. When I joined Remington by his side, he placed his hand on my cheek and pressed his lips onto mine so sweetly, yet I could detect a hint of pride for being my fiancée. I kissed him back and he pulled away before we both turned to Stacy and I chose to make it worse for her as I declared, "Oh, well, what do you know? Stacy Parker from high school. It's been ages, Stacy. How have you been? Last thing I remember, you were hoping to be a runway model, right? How's that going?" Stacy's expression grew more uncomfortable as Rem asked me, "You two know each other?" I shot her a look of contempt as I turned to face Rem and explain, "Oh yeah, Stacy grew up in the same town as me and was in the same school year as well. I do hope she enjoyed making my life miserable along with Justin after their little stunt at that dance."

Stacy looked like she was about to cry after I said that and Rem's expression changed from curious to hateful toward her. "What was it you used to say about me?", I taunted her more, unable to control the hurt I felt for so many years before I left that wretched town, "'I'll never be good enough no matter how hard I try for anything?' Well, it took me a while, but since you clearly aren't winning model of the year, I managed to make you eat your own shit and find someone that makes Justin look like a worthless speck of dust on the ground. Maybe if you and your friends weren't such assholes, I might be treating you more nicely and civilized, but I almost lost myself because of you. Now I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life and managed to love myself while loving others close to me." I stopped for a minute after seeing Stacy shed a tear and then took a deep breath before finishing with, "Regardless, I still hope you learned your lesson and will better in everything else you do. Please know that while I might not forgive you for what you did to me, I do have hope that you'll make a happy life for yourself like I do now."

Stacy seemed stunned at my words, and nodded before I held my hand out to her and she took it as we shook hands and she stated with a genuine smile, "You two do look like the most perfect couple. I haven't followed Palaye for very long, but I have heard stories about how much he loves you and I believe it now. Screw anyone who tries to talk shit about you two." Me and Rem couldn't help but laugh at that as Stacy let my hand go and then turned away to leave the club. I took a minute before leaning my head on Rem's shoulder and hearing him ask, "Ma chérie, what's wrong?" I shook my head and politely requested, "I want to go back to our hotel now. I'm done for tonight."