Free Wedded in Passion by Yvette Hines

 
    Let no man put asunder…
     
    “ You Bitch!” I grabbed the
woman, now my ex-friend, by the hair and slapped her hard across
the face twice.
    Lenzy swung her hands up trying to protect
her face as she screamed. “Katherine…this is not what—”
    Straddling the woman’s squirming body, I
smacked her again for the lie she was about to tell. Why was it
that when people were caught they always attempted to tell the
person who caught them it wasn’t what it looked like. “Your naked
ass is in bed with my fiancé. It looks just like what it is.”
    “ Katherine, stop…listen.”
The male voice shouted.
    Before I could swing on the girl again, I
was grabbed hard around the waist and dragged off her. Going
ballistic, I kicked and thrashed against the arms around me. There
could only be one person holding me and that was the other culprit
in the situation. “Get your damn hands off me.”
    Still trying to hold me, as I was attempting
to break away, he said, “We need to talk about—“
    Twisting my body, I started at him, feeling
satisfaction as my nails connected with that pretty face of his. He
was a model in New York, it would be hard for him to get gigs
anytime soon with wounds on him. I let out a dry laugh, finally
getting away from him. “Talk? Now you two want to talk! You’re
screwing my friend in the same suite where my room is just on the
other side of the setting area.” Balling my fist I wanted to sink
it deep into his face. I wasn’t a violent person. Had never had a
fight in my life, but at the moment I just wanted to beat the hell
out of both of them. “You are a self-centered jackass.”
    He stood there in nothing but his jeans,
still open, as he tried to wipe the blood from his face.
“Katherine, this meant nothing.”
    “ Nothing?” I threw my
hands wide to encompass the room where I just caught them having
sex.
    “ Nothing?” Lenzy called
out behind me.
    I turned around and aimed a look at the
tramp that had Lenzy closing her mouth. I know she didn’t have the
nerve to be offended. “I trusted you, Lenzy. Even when everyone
said you were nothing but an opportunist. You’re nothing but a
whore. How could I be so stupid as to have you as my maid of
honor?”
    “ Look, Katherine—” Michael
tried to take my hand.
    “ Don’t touch me,” I said, shaking him off.
    He held his hands up. “You weren’t supposed
to be here. This was just a simple good-bye.” His mouth pulled up
in the corners and he had the audacity to try one of his
million-dollar ad smiles on me.
    “ Good-bye?” I looked from
Michael to Lenzy. “How long has this been going on?”
    Lenzy scrambled from the bed as she held the
sheet around her. “Not at all. This is only the second time. You
know Michael and I know each other from the industry and we hooked
up a couple years ago on Valentine’s Day.”
    Valentine’s Day two years
ago? If a car had run into me I would not have been more stunned.
“The night before you brought him to my house for breakfast because
he was the perfect guy for me?”
    “ Well, you weren’t dating
then,” Lenzy defended as she tossed her cinnamon colored weave over
her shoulder.
    “ That’s your damn excuse.”
Grabbing the long skirt of my wedding dress, I backed up, shaking
my head. “I don’t even want to know at what point you had the damn
bright idea to hook me up with him. I’ve been a stupid fool for two
years.”
    “ No, Katherine. We are
good together. Tomorrow when you become my wife this will be
history.”
    “ Your wife? Hell, no! I’m
not walking with you anywhere unless it is to take your body to the
morgue.” Snatching the two carat round diamond off my finger, I
threw it at his feet. I hoped he’d make the mistake of stepping on
it and shattering it.
    “ Katherine…Katherine…
don’t do this. I wasn’t trying to hurt you.” Lenzy stepped to me
with her hand stretched forward.
    I backed further toward the door shaking my
head. “If you touch me,