Unscentable

Chapter 20 - Unscentable

Izzy POV

Izzy was dancing on the dance floor in their family home ballroom, at the family estate in Maine. Her sister Joanie, looked so very happy as she was being twirled around by her new husband, Mason. They’d met 2 years ago at one of Joanie’s friends engagement party and hit it off been together ever
since. Mason had proposed a year after they met and were now married. Lucky girl just 24.

Izzy herself was still looking for Mr Right. She knew most of the people in this room, knew nearly all of the single men in there. None of them were her Mr Right. Downed her 5th or 6th glass of champagne.

She was one of 6 children. She had 4 other sisters, as well as Joanie. One was already married, two were getting married within the next 12 months, and one was, like her, still hunting Mr Right. She had no brothers, still irked her father.

He was very old-fashioned, wanted to hand his business over to a son, a man to take over, not a woman. Her sister Cordelia, the eldest, also single, had gotten her business degree and had worked along side their father for nearly 15 years now, was the next in line to take over, but their father was a very stubborn man, and was not going to relinquish control to her until she was married to someone he thought was suitable to hand the company to, not her, but her husband.

Cordelia worked damned hard to attain her status within the family company, had in fact worked her way up from the ground floor. Her father had shown her no favouritism, still didn’t in fact, was disappointed that she was not married to a suitable man of his choosing. Cordelia at this point was out right refusing to bow down to his demand, and was more than capable of taking over and running the company.

Izzy herself had also disappointed her father, when she had moved clear across the country and away from the man he wanted her to marry. Who was here at this wedding, this evening himself. He was one of her father’s junior business partners. Likely if she had married him, that man would be the one inheriting the family business.

He had stepped up to her twice already, left his date at his table to do so, in fact. Asked her to dance with him, he smiled at her, thinking his good looks would sway her into forgetting what he’d done. She had declined him on both instances.

This attention had not gone un-noticed by her sister Cordelia, who had walked over to her and looked right at her, “You’re not going to get back with him are you?” she’d asked. Izzy knew Cordelia was worried that if Izzy did take the man back, she would loose the chance to inherit the family business, and it really was what she wanted, mostly to prove to their father that a woman could do his job. Though she had worked hard and wanted to earn it, she had earned it as far as Izzy was concerned.

Izzy had told her “Not even if he was the last man on earth.”
Saw Cordelia smiled and nod then just walked away happy that Izzy wasn’t about to be married off to a man they both knew their father wanted to hand the company over to. He was from a well to do family in New York, and a marriage alliance suited both families, but Izzy would not.

She had actually dated him for a full year and a half, set up by both families, thought he was nice, definitely good looking, and he had treated her very well, till she realised he was actually a pig of a man.

Till she had seen him slide his hand up the leg of one of the female employees at her father’s office where he worked, all slow and seductive like, right up under her skirt, while he’d been talking softly to her, she’d not heard the words, didn’t want to. Watching had been enough. Watched as that woman had not stopped him, had actually parted her legs slightly for his hand to go all the way up, which it had.

Obviously, it had been going on for quite a while, Izzy had felt humiliated by his behaviour as she had stood there and watched as her boyfriend at the time, with view to becoming her fiance and husband, had touched that woman so very intimately smiling the whole time at her, hadn’t seen Izzy watching them, to involved in what he was doing, had continued to touch her until Izzy had cleared her voice.
Stated “Phillip, when your hand is free.” very angrily.