Nala. By the time Jordan and i finished, i was exhausted and rung out and I knew i would wake up sore as hell tomorrow, but I didn’t care. Jordan hadn’t held back, and that was what I had wanted. Needed. Somehow, in choosing to let go, I had never felt more powerful. Strength in weakness, control in submission. “Aren’t you tired?” I yawned, watching Jordan through half droopy eyes. We had gone at it for what must have been hours, but whereas I was ready to pass out, he looked alert and awake as ever. “If by ‘tired’ you mean you wore me out, perhaps,” he said in an uncharacteristically teasing tone. “But if you are asking whether I’m sleepy, no.” he said smiling “How is that possible?” I mumbled into my pillow. “Insomnia, Nala. I sleep a few hours a night if I’m lucky.” he said and somehow I could feel some sadness in his voice. I frowned. “But that’s…” Another huge yawn. “Not good.” Humans need sleep. How had he survived all this time on only a few hours a night? “We should fix
Selena. 6years ago I hear footsteps approaching . I don't even bother looking up. Whoever it is most probably won't even notice me back here. I sigh quietly,i then close my eyes and lean my head against the wall behind me. It is a little bit quiet out here and i needed to think clearly for a moment This has been my chilling spot since i moved, it's right across the street from where i live and it's modest enough. Today was a tough day. It is usually chill but today is friday its a bit rowdy than it's usual days but not unbearable. One of the reasons i love this night club is its rooftop parking, you can see the entire city from up there. I love it when the sky makes me feel insignificant. I like tonight. It's like it knew exactly the kind of calm i needed Well... Let me rephrase this so it reflects my feelings appropriately in past tense. I liked tonight. "what are you doing up here alone ?" he asks startling me out of my deep thoughts I feel his voice in my stomach. He has
Selena My first instinct when i woke up was to reach over for Salvatore, but when I tried to reach out to him, the spot was empty, i couldn't help but groan. Why did this man argue about sleeping in every day of the week but the one day that i wanted to cuddle in the morning, he was already up? "Salvatore m?" i called out to him in a groggy voice, wishing for nothing more than for him to return to bed. That way, we would be able to get those cuddles that i was so badly craving. We had not seen each other for over three weeks now, and I had finally managed to get some time to have a sleep over with him, with Kyle staying over at Jordan's parents. I have been wanting to be with him for the longest time now, the fact that last night it happened I just want things to stay this way. When he didn't answer me as i expected, i couldn't help but grumble to my pillow, more than disappointed. This continued for a few seconds and just when i was on the verge of falling back asleep, my ears p
Nala. The Morning sun streamed into the bedroom and cast a warm glow on the bed where i lay. I opened my eyes and promptly burrowed more deeply underneath the covers. My hand sought Jordan , but i found only an. empty spot. I frowned and sat up, looking around the bedroom, but he was nowhere to be found. The unmistakable whir of the helicopter caught my attention, and i got out of bed and walked to the window. Jordan stood with Selena a short distance from the helicopter, his hand on her arm. She nodded and ducked down to hurry into the helicopter. A few seconds later, it lifted and headed toward the mainland. I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. I stood there watching a moment longer before i turned and hurried towards the bathroom. After a quick shower, i pulled on my robe and walked back into the bedroom to dress. Jordan was waiting for me. I eyed him nervously and pulled my robe tighter around me. “I will leave you to dress,” he said shortly. “I will send Alba up to
Nala. When i regained consciousness, the first thing si heard was a furious voice rapidly firing in Greek. As her eyes opened and my gaze flickered around taking in my surroundings, i realized i was on an exam table in what appeared to be a clinic.i don't remember how I got here, the last thing I remember we were out with Jordan ND now I was In a hospital. . Jordan's back was to me, and he was interrogating the doctor standing in front of him so he never even saw me get up. “Jordan,” i murmured weakly. I had thought he was overprotective and overdoing it with the no walking around the stairs, but he might have been right. My whole body was sore. He spun around immediately and hurried over to where I lay. “Are you all right?” His hands swept over my body even as his eyes bored intensely into mine as if to make sure I was okay. “Are you in pain?” I tried to smile, but i felt a little too shaky. The doctor moved in front of him and held a cup towards me. “Drink this, Miss. Your
Nala. I had not slept so well and peacefully for a while until today. Warm lips kissed a line from my shoulder down to my arm. I stirred and opened my eyes to see Jordan ’s dark head move sensuously down my body. “That is a very nice way to wake up,” i murmured kissing his head, "I could really get used to this." His head came up, and i met the liquid gold of his eyes. “How are you feeling this morning sunshine?” he asked with that usual smirk in his sexy beautiful face. I rolled onto my back and lifted my hand to thread it through his short hair. “Much better. I’m full and had a nap. What more could a woman want?” “Her man,” Jordan said as he slid his hand over my rippling abdomen teasing me. I smiled and yawned then covered my mouth with my hand as my jaw nearly cracked with the effort. “You are still tired,” he said reproachfully. "Blame the meds. I expect I will be tired for the next eighteen years or until I get my memories come back to me. I feel much better though.
Jordan. I sat in my office, staring out the window that overlooked the beach. I had just come back from the office and Alba alerted me that Nala was out back by the pool. I wanted to just watch her for a while she seemed so peaceful to disturb her. Nala stood close to the water, her feet bare and the dress she wore rippling in the breeze. I kept careful watch over her and had instructed my security team to do the same. I wouldn’t take any chances after her fainting spell of the day before. Just moments earlier, I had hung up after speaking to the lead investigator on Selena ’s case. There had been no arrests made yet. No leads. The men who had abducted her were still out there. Something about Selena's story didn't quite sit right with me. She had told me she was in an accident and when she woke up she was held captive by men she didn't know who kept asking her who her husband was, but she had no memories which made it difficult for them to keep her since she was of no help.
O2. Jordan. I sat in my office, staring out the window that overlooked the beach. Nala stood close to the water, her feet bare and the dress she wore rippling in the breeze. I kept careful watch over her and had instructed my security team to do the same. I wouldn’t take any chances after her fainting spell of the day before. Just moments earlier, I had hung up after speaking to the lead investigator on Selena ’s case. There had been no arrests made yet. No leads. The men who had abducted her were still out there. Something about Selena's story didn't quite sit right with me. She had told me she was in an accident and when she woke up she was held captive by men she didn't know who kept asking her who her husband was, but she had no memories which made it difficult for them to keep her since she was of no help. **** Six months ago. I watched Salvatore and Selena from across the room as my mother served them tea and some scones. "Am so glad you are okay and alive Selena
Nala.I woke up slowly taking in my surroundings. All the walls were white with no painting at all. It was just plain walls. And then then there wS the smell of medicine that made me nauseous."What's going on?" I asked no one in particular sitting up. That's when I saw him sleeping peacefully by my bed. He looked so peaceful, but also so uncomfortable sleeping in that chair. "Hey, hello beautiful." he said as soon as he saw me, "How did you sleep? How are you feeling?" he asked coming to my bed as he helped me sit up properly, putting a few pillows for me to lean on. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." i said slowly feeling the pain of my incision. "No it's okay baby. Am glad you are up." i said looking around. "The baby?" I said almost absent mindedly. I do not remember at all having the baby, I just felt pain in every part of my body. "She is Fine." Jordan said proudly, "and yes it's a she. They just fed her she is sleeping. You will see he when she is up.""I am sorry
Jordan. One moment, we were dancing, I was holding her, monitoring her breaths, smelling her rose vanilla hair, the next she was lying on the floor in a pool of blood. This was not happening to me. It could not be happening. I felt as if I was losing my mind. I could not believe what I was seeing. It could not be. It just could not be. I dropped to my knees next to her. My hands were shaking. Jesus, God, no. Not her. Not her. Not my miracle.She was looking up at me, with a strange expression on her face, as if she was surprised to see me, as if it was me that was hurt, as blood was oozing out of her wound and spreading into her stomach area of her lavender dress. The assassin had been aiming for me, but he had hit her instead. This was all my fault and I knew it was Salvatore. I had taken his son away from him, he wanted his revenge. One more shot rang out and I heard the shrill announcement.“It’s clear! We have him!”“Hey you,” she said softly. Then she frowned, her hands were
Nala. A shiver crackled through my spine at his words. Because I knew that look in his eyes, the almost ferocious gaze and I knew what usually followed after that.The last time he had had that look in his eyes and told me to get over to where he was, I had been fucked against a doorand left in a puddle at his feet.“Um,” I swallowed. “I need to go to the Ladies first?”“You are going to be sorry if I have to repeat myself.”“Please. Someone could come in.” All I could think about was his mother or sister or even father walking in on us. “No one will come in until I allow them to.”Through the glass, I could see the other people around us, and people passing in between. I was pretty certain that theycouldn’t see into our own encasement, but they would definitely be able to hear us especially since there was no way that I would be able to stay quiet after he touched me.“But people can hear us,” I whispered.His gaze darkened even further, and I had to accept the painful truth, tha
Nala.The round lights in the ceiling as they rolled me into the OR barely registered. The only thing in my mind was the brutality of my contractions. Waves of paincoursed through my body and my fingers dug into my palms to help relieve some of the pressure.I had never in my life been in so much pain.But then I remembered his promise. Everything will be fine. I believed him, and that more than anything gave me thestrength to hope for a time beyond this pain that seemed as though it would never end.The Anesthesiologist put a mask over my face. “Count backwards from ten, ” she said kindly.10, 9, 8, 7… 6… then everything went dark.I woke up slowly. My whole body felt heavy. Even moving my fingers was an effort. I knew I was in a hospital. I felt fear.My lips moved.“My baby,” I called weakly. “Where is my baby?”It was only then I realized I was not alone. There was an arm and a head on my thighs. The arm lifted and he straightened.I stared at him in shock.He looked haggard. Mo
Jordan. we were riding back to Torrington Hall. Our bodies at least two feet apart. I stared out at trees, all cast in darkness, as we left the city.Who was I angry at? Was it at myself? For reacting like a jealous fool. Or was it at her for pointing it out? I couldn’t decide, but either way it didn’t feel good.I knew she was scared for her friend’s safety, but I had no intentions of doing anything to him. At that moment when Isaw him touch her so casually I wanted to throttle him, but now that my blood was no longer boiling, I could clearly see he was only a little gnat. Even the tiny effort required to squash him would not be worth my time.“ I… uh… I wanted to speak to you tonight about the greenhouse, ” she said hesitantly. Her tone was soft and docile.I turned my head to look at her. In the soft light coming fromthe console, her skin looked like alabaster.“Thank you for allowing me to work there,” she continued.“I need to buy some seeds. I will purchase them on my own of
Jordan. I felt as if I was losing my mind. I could not believe what I was seeing. It could not be. It just could not be. I dropped to my knees next to her. My hands were shaking. Jesus, God, no. Not her. Not her. Not mymiracle.She was looking up at me, with a strange expression on her face, as if she was surprised to see me, as if it was me thatwas hurt, as blood was oozing out of her wound and spreading into her stomach area of her lavender dress. The assassin had been aiming for me, but he had hit herinstead. This was all my fault and I knew it was Salvatore. I had taken his son away from him, he wanted his revenge. One more shot rang out and I heard the shrill announcement.“It’s clear! We have him!”“Hey you,” she said softly. Then she frowned, her hands were still cradling her stomach. “What happened?”I shuddered as my hand went to touch her face. I was so terrified I was almost paralyzed. “It’s okay, ” I whispered even though I didn't really know if it was. “Everything i
Jordan.I took her to Boston’s harbor hotel with its Sixty foot stone archway and its panoramic views of the city’s skyline. It was also a personal favorite for other reasons. Security was easily monitored by my men, and my requests for privacy were always immediately fulfilled.As I mostly moved in the shadows and appreciated places that helped me maintain things that way.Across the terrace, private and heated transparent igloo-like boxes had been erected to both tackle the frigid winter air,and to provide privacy. One of the things I liked the most about these encasements were how the glass made it possible for you to see out, but for no one to see within.I sat at my usual enclosure with my customary glass of Dirty Martini and tried to imagine Nala working in the greenhouse… and couldn’t. I’d never even been inside it. I had to admit I’d never given the idea of gardening muchthought, but I had formed the general impression gardeners were gardeners because they couldn’t find bett
Nala. It was still dark the next morning when I got out of bed and went to the kitchen. There was no one else around, but Jordan's mom was already up andsitting at the table drinking something from a cup and. looking into an open notebook. She looked up at me and frowned.“Is something wrong?” she asked worried I shook my head. “Nothing is wrong. I was wondering if I could have some cake or cookies.” I said feeling embarrassed "Ofcourse yes. I can't tell you how much cravings I had with Jordan. I gained over one hundred pounds." she said smiling as she served me a plate of chocolate chip cookies with warm milk. I looked at her confused, wondering what she was talking about or why she was even telling me about that. She saw the confusion and smiled again. " oooh, Jordan told us about your news.""What news?" I asked even more confused as ever. "That you are pregnant." she said looking at me with that judgemental look of hers. "My son always wanted to be a father you know and g
Jordan. 001It had taken a lot of pursuading to say get her to come with me. But I needed her there. I needed her to see how hard I was working to make things right between us. I needed her to know I was doing everything in my power to get her son back. I glanced at the poised woman by his side as i wound my way through the curvy hills toward my home. The top was down, and her gold red hair blew in the wind in a tangled mass, but she didn’t seem concerned. Her pursed lips told me she was thinking hard, probably getting into character to meet my family. It was not the first time, but it was since she recovered her memories. During the last twenty four hours, I had learned a lot about Nala. Unfortunately, the tiny glimpse only made me crave her more.The vivid green of trees and brown earth flashed by and welcomed me in a way that soothed my soul. My family owned land from generations back, which had all been passed to me. But i had always known from my first visit to New York City th