Trent evil plan

The heartfelt words that poured out of Evangel like a flowing spring calmed Clarice's fears and the feeling of soaking in a cool lake after a hot day filled her soul.

She smiled at the blonde before going back to her vanity table to finish off her make-up, reassured that they will be able to pull this off without any mishap.

Evangel released a breath of relief at having calmed Clarice's fears. She didn't know what she would have done if her best friend had backed out of the deal.

Her dad would have thought her a joke and come tomorrow morning she would find herself engaged to the most despicable man on earth.

" I am ready, " Clarice said snapping Evangel out of her musing.

Evangel smiled and stretched out her hand to Clarice.

Clarice looked from the long slender limb to the gorgeous face a question in her eyes.

Evangel smirked.

" If we are dating then you should start getting used to holding my hand a lot, and let me warn you I am a touchy person, " Evangel teased with a playful grin.

" No reminder needed, I have been your best friend for years now and know what a touchy person you are, " Clarice responded with a fond smile placing her hand at Evangel.

Clarice wasn't wrong they had met in college. Freshman year during orientation.

She has been so much in awe of the fact that she was finally in college, with her innocent wide eyes glancing at everything and anything except where she was going until she bumped into someone. When she looked down to apologize her eyes met the most beautiful grey eyes she has ever seen which were glaring at her pissed to be on her ass.

" I am so sorry, " Evangel had cried helping the brunette up from the floor.

" Never mind, " the brunette had said in cold fury walking away, but Evangel was not yet ready to give up on the first human being she had contact with coming in here so she ran after the brunette.

" Hey wait, " she called out pulling the girl to a stop. The grey eyes burned with irritation as the brunette waited for her to speak. She looked as if in a hurry and Evangel was wasting her time.

" I am Evangel, " Evangel introduced with a sunny smile.

The aloof expression on the blonde face didn't change as she stared coldly at Evangel not saying her name in return.

Evangel blushed nervously before blurting out. " Let me buy you a coffee to make up for knocking you down on your ass. "

" No, thank you, I am in a hurry, " the brunette snapped coldly and walked off.

Evangel ran after her.

" Where are you going? " she asked falling in step with the brunette, who rolled her eyes before muttering orientation room.

" Me too, " Evangel cried excitedly following the brunette and that was the beginning of their friendship.

Evangel smiled at how difficult and long it took her to break down Clarice's cold exterior and the thick wall of aloofness she surrounded herself with like an amour.

Making their way to the car, Clarice noticed the amused smile on Evangel's face and became curious. " Why are you smiling? " she inquired, as Evangel opened the door for her.

It had been an unconscious action on her part.

Evangel waited to answer until she was in the driver's seat. She decided for this dinner not to bother Matteo. She drove off the garage before she answered Clarice.

" I was thinking back to the time we met, " Evangel said grinning down at the brunette. " You made me work for it just to be your friend. It had felt that time like I was toasting you, " Evangel teased with a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Clarice blushed remembering.

" I was intimidated by you, " she whispered shyly.

Evangel turned to give her a sharp look, astounded by her response. " What do you mean? " she frowned, having never thought that the reason the brunette had been difficult to warm up to her would be on her.

Clarice turned to look at her best friend. " Sometimes I wonder if you really realize how stunning you are. Me the ugly duckling approached by a beautiful swan for friendship, pardon my skepticism, " Clarice teased but the look in her eyes said she was being serious.

Evangel rolled her eyes at her friend's incorrect analogy. The part about her being an ugly duckling. In Evangel's eyes, they are both beautiful swans.

" Reese, I feel that we need to replace the mirror in your room, " she said seriously.

Clarice frowned at the non-sequitur.

" Why? "

" If you can't see how gorgeous you are then there is something wrong with it. "

Clarice's face flushed red at Evangel's compliment.

" You are the one that makes me feel gorgeous, " she whispered underneath her tone.

" What do you mean? " Evangel asked curiously.

" Before I met you I had no confidence in my body at all, to be totally frank I didn't believe I was beautiful because in high school I was badly bullied by the popular and gorgeous crowd of our school that any confidence I had in my body disappeared by the time I was out of high school, that was why I was pretty wry of your attention to me, but with time I realized that you were genuine and different from the other beautiful girls in my school so I warmed up to you, and seeing how confident you were I decided to try and emulate you and your advice on my wardrobe really helped. "

" So thank you Evangel for coming into my life, " Clarice said softly staring at Evangel.

The two stared at each other in a charged atmosphere before Evangel looked away.

" You are welcome, and I am also glad that I met you, " she whispered in a husky tone before dispelling the tensed emotional atmosphere with light humor.

"About Your wardrobe, watching you dress older than my grandma, was getting too much for my eyesight so I knew I had to do something, " she teased.

Clarice laughed remembering what she did.

Clarice and Evangel roomed together after freshman year till they graduated. One day, she was the first to come back from class and was on her bed reading a novel when Evangel stormed into the room. " We are going shopping, I can't take this anymore, " she cried pulling Clarice and bundled her into her car, and by the time Clarice could make sense of what was happening she was back in the dorm with hands full of shopping bags that had so many clothes that Clarice could ever wear.

" Going shopping with you that day had been fun, maybe we should do it again soon. Is been so long we shopped together. "

" Not any time soon, " Clarice grumbled to herself. She loves her best friend but when it comes to going shopping with her she wouldn't wish that on her worse enemy.

One of Evangel addictions is shopping and having the money to back up her habit means that you spend hours upon hours hopping from one shop to another, and to Clarice, it was not fun, but being a good best friend she had to indulge her friend but made sure that it was a far between situation for her sanity.

Evangel didn't hear what Clarice said and asked.

" What did you say? "

" Nothing, " Clarice quickly denied with an innocent smile on her face that Evangel didn't believe for one minute but unfortunately they have arrived at their destination.

" We are here, " she said turning to look at Clarice.

Their both hearts pounded in their chest as the moment was finally here. They have to put up the best act of their life, anything less than perfect means a lifetime of unhappiness to Evangel cause she will be shackled to a man she was sure will bring her nothing but misery.

" Ready? " she asked touching Clarice's hand after a few seconds of silence.

Clarice nodded and they both opened the car done at once and stepped down together.

Evangel came around to Clarice and took her hand the same she did at home and turned towards the door of her father's mansion. She did that to reassure Clarice once again and to ground herself. In front of the heavy brass door, Evangel took a deep breath before she pressed the doorbell.

**********

Trent drove back home later in the day after spending the day with his friends at a golf course. Golfing was one of the things that relax Trent.

Back in high school, he was so good at golf that he dreamed of making it a career until he had a bike accident that destroyed his left shoulder, reducing his range of movement and being a lefty that meant that his dominant arm was gone and his dreams gone to.

Trent sighed at the lost dream as he walked into his shower. He has a few minutes left to leave for his father's house.

Trent allowed the water droplets run down his lithe muscled frame, his cock flaccid between his legs. He was not looking forward to this dinner. Having to sit down at the table across Chase's smug face was giving him heartburn.

Usually, he can take Chase's bullshit and give back as much as is dished out to him, but tonight he is going to swallow his tongue knowing that his son of a bitch of a brother has something over him, but Trent was not willing to roll over without a fight.

There has always been something about him that rankles Chase feathers and that is his easy way with women, especially hot ones. Him coming to dinner with one hanging off his arm will surely piss off his half-brother and his bitch of a mother, who dislikes having an uninvited guest.

With a nasty smug grin, Trent emerged from the shower, a white towel around his slim waist, his thoughts lost as to who he will invite and then someone struck his mind like a pebble against a window. He looked around for his phone and found it lying on his desk. He picked it up and dialed a number.

" I didn't expect to see your call so soon, " a feminine voice purred into the phone from the other end in a coy sweet tone.

" Should I cut and call back in a week, " Trent teased.

" If you can afford that. I suspect that you are calling for something. No. "

" You are right, beauty and brains, a nice combo, " he flirted.

" You don't need to sweeten me up with flattery words. Whatever you are asking the answer is yes. "

" You don't even know what I am going to ask. " Trent was surprised that he didn't need to twist the blonde arms to get her to do what he wanted but all the same he was greatly pleased.

" I don't care, I am bored as fuck here and I know whatever you are asking beats being in my apartment staring at walls.

" Trent chuckled at the blonde petulant tone.

" Wear something nice, I will be coming to pick you up in the next few minutes. "

" You don't even know where I leave. "

" Then send me the address and Venice... "

" Yes "

" Wow me, " Trent said and ended the call.

A few minutes later Trenton was dressed immaculately in his black tuxedo, sparkling white shirt, buttoned down a few buttons that allowed his golden tan smooth chest to show, and gold cufflinks a gift from his dad. On his feet is well polished, black wholecuts shoes. He picked up his car keys and left his apartment.

Before he entered his car his phone beeped it was a Whatsapp message from Venice, and it came with an image of the blonde in a very short shiny purple gown with puffy sleeves and v neck that showcased the abundant cleavage to its fullness, and a question is this alright.

Trent licked his lips as he stared at the pale smooth flesh. Evangel was stunning, but her cousin was a close hot second.

He typed his reply before he drove off.

The drive to the Venice apartment was like twenty minutes leaving him with about thirty minutes to get to his parent's house.

He knocked on the door and waited and when the door was opened, Trent's eyes darkened with lust, his cock swelled in desire. The gown was even more stunning up close and the sight of those sturdy smooth legs caused a vision of them wrapped around his hips while he pounded into the blonde to appear in Trent's mind.

Venice smirked when she read the hunger in Trent's eyes. " Don't worry big guy this is all yours when we get back, " she said coyly, a sensual look in her eyes while her long purple painted fingers stroked Trent's clothed chest slowly.

Trent's balls tightened, his eyes deepening with lust.

" Why later when we have time now, " he growled in a husky tone dripping with desire, as he moved Venice back into the house.

Venice didn't protest when her back was slammed against the door, one when one of her legs was lifted off the ground to grant Trent enough room to get to her heated sex. The feel of his fingers on her hot flesh made her throw back her head and moan.

" You are wet enough, " Trent husked fumbling with the zip of his trouser to set his rock-hard cock free. Freed at last he took the throbbing shaft and lined it at Venice entrance leaning down he took her lips in an aggressive hot kiss as his hips surged forward to bury his dick deep into her depth.