—JENNIFER—And when exactly has my fate sided with me?? Never. Duh!! I clenched my jaws seeing Christian walking towards us with Alex by his side. All my prayers and bargains of not reading smut and eyefucking the hot guys ,with God and his angels went into vain. At Least you got saved from the deadly promises!! My conscience giggled and I shooed it away focusing on the devil in front of me. His eyes met mine with the matching glare that I was throwing his way. But we got interrupted by Matthew. “ Where the heck were you two?? “ He barked, stepping towards the guys. “ We were caught up in something urgent. Let's get it over with. “ He said and without giving anyone any chance to speak or even think, he entered inside the Lawyer's Chamber leaving us all with hung jaws. “ This stupid goblin!! “ I hissed, stomping my feet on the floor. “ I literally thought he ditched you. “ Cally whispered beside me. “ I wish he would. “ I gritted the words out and followed everyone inside. T
— JENNIFER—Saying goodbye to Alex, Anya and Mathhe, I followed Christian towards the same Black Mercedes that I once had the urge to break. I didn't expect him to open the door for me like a gentleman, and he didn't disappoint me. Walking towards the driver's seat, he climbed in and sighed before getting inside. I doubt he would wait for me to get in and won't drive away. The car ride was silent, scaringly silent. And since I'm not a very fan of silence, these were the hardest fifteen minutes of my whole existence. My tongue was itching to speak but the human rock beside me didn't even glance to check If I was alive or not, even if I was present beside him or not. The devil he is. Only when the car entered inside a society and he parked it, my soul reentered in my body. At Least I can talk to the walls of his house now!! He climbed out of the car and just like a gentleman that he is, headed towards the lift without waiting for me. He even left the car unlocked so that he wouldn
—JENNIFER—“ He left?? “ I asked in disbelief. “ I, er… yeah. For A week or more maybe. “ She explained further, hesitantly and I couldn't do anything except stare back at her. “You were sleeping so he must n't have wanted to wake you up. “ Of course!! She tried to explain and make the situation a little less embarrassing for me. I scoffed mentally at myself and nodded towards Mary before taking a seat on the dining table. Eating the dinner in silence I stood up with my dishes. “ I'll take them. “ Marry said before coming and taking the dishes from me. “ Er, Marry!! Since I'm alone, can you stay the night?? “ I asked, making her turn and face me. “ I'm really sorry Mrs. Brown but I've a two-year-old daughter at home. I can't leave her alone all night. “ She gave me an apologetic look. “ Oh, it's alright. “ Saying that I headed back to my room and called Cally. She picked up at the sixth ring and barked sleepily. “ Missing me already, bitch?? “ “ Actually!! Can you come over?
—CHRISTIAN—I drove my car straight towards Dad's office with clenched jaws and white knuckles. This woman never leaves a single chance to piss me off. The fury in those chocolate orbs and the sharpness of that tongue of hers is driving me crazy. And definitely not in a good way. I might have killed her if she hadn't closed her door after saying those words. The audacity!! I choked the steering wheel, thinking it's her neck, nearing Dad's office. Finally I'm going to get what's mine, what I deserve. Parking the car, I climbed out and headed inside his building, only to meet with so many smiling faces. As soon as I entered inside, a small blast happened, making me hault in my tracks. "Surpriseeeeeeee" Everyone shouted together as the confetti rained on me, filling my hair and clothes.I looked to find the whole office gathered In the office entrance. As they parted sideways, a big cake was revealed with ‘Congratulations’ written on it. Another reminder of my doomed life. My anger
—JENNIFER—I was a little disheartened when he left me here all alone, until I realised that HE LEFT ME HERE ALL ALONE, with my books, his balcony, his terrace, his fridge and his househelp. Like damn!! I always had a regret of spending so much money on my food since I didn't know how to cook and mom would get pissed at my unhealthy eating habits. And now, I had Marry here to cook for me and the saved money I would spend on my books. Isn't amazing. It's been six days since I got married and my Husband Dearest left me here to die. That's what he must have thought. Hah!! But these days has to be my best fucking time period. The days would be spent in university and after coming back, I would explore this bigass luxurious penthouse. Ah, the balcony. I had spent most of my time there only, with my books and chocolates. I would call Cally and Anya even Alex over here to accompany me and we all would have so much fun together. When they got to know about Christian leaving me, they we
—CHRISTIAN—SIX PEACEFUL DAYS, without any mention of marriage or my wife. What more could I have asked for in my life after this torturous time period of getting reminders of me being tied to her. I finally felt a bit light after a long while and because of it I could focus on my work here. The only way I feel relaxed is doing my work in the best way and having it successfully done. After working my ass off for all these days, finally the deal with Walkers, London's most influential name in the food industry, has been locked today. This merger between the two companies for a project was hell of important for me and finally I can sleep peacefully tonight. Right now I was in the hotel, where a party to celebrate the finalisation of our deal is being held. “ Cheers to the new beginning!! “ Devis Walker, the CEO of Walkers Group, raised his glass in the air to give a green flag to the celebration. We all chased his action before sipping our drinks. “ Alright,your business avtar is a
—JENNIFER— I spent a perfect weekend with Cally, Anya and Alex while watching movies and eating junk before all of us started to drift away to sleep. It was past 1:00 A.M. when my stupid, inconvenient stomach chose to growl loudly. Sighing annoyingly, I looked around to find all the clowns sleeping peacefully on the floor with their backs resting on the couches behind in the living area. My stomach growled again making me snort as I got up and headed toward the kitchen. I had just exited the living area and was about to enter the kitchen when the voice of clicking the door knob landed in my ears. My eyes snapped up toward the main door while my body froze in its place as a tall figure appeared there. My overthinking mind couldn't help but think of the worst scenario possible which had me standing there with a hitched breath. A thief?? Possibly!! The amount of money Christian Brown makes, it's not hidden from the world. From thieves, definitely not. The first thing that came to
—JENNIFER—I waved a bye to the trio with a hammering heart as the door to the elevator got closed, making them disappear. If only I could just go with them. I couldn't muster the courage to go back inside and face the person who's my husband now. It's been one week since our marriage but his absence kind of made me forget the reality that I'm married now. That too, to a person who hates me. Not that I've any different thing in my mind for him. “ Are you planning on sleeping outside?? “ Hot breaths hit my neck, making me jump at the sudden intrusion in my thoughts.I unconsciously turned back to face him and found him breathing down at me. His dark eyes staring in mine as if trying to make a way to my soul. His one brow was slightly raised and head tilted sideways.“ No. “ I mumbled before taking a step back then walking past him. Or, I tried. Because before I could, he caught my wrist and next I knew that I was pinned on the wall. His both hands were holding my wrists, not so tig
JENNIFER The next few days were spent with everyone celebrating my memory regaining and for our soon to be born child. Mom and Dad disclosed the whole truth about Catherine and I was just happy that they at least told me whatever it was. I was upset for being lied to but never angry. It eases their tension and we are back to normal. I looked at the clock and then towards the main door. With a sigh filled with disappointment, I had just turned back when the click of the door opening had me turning back again only to see my husband dearest entering with a bag in his hand. “You’re home.” I exclaimed, with a relieved smile while mentally thanking God. At first glance, he looked the same as when he’d left— black shirt, black pants, hauntingly beautiful face—but a closer look revealed the quiet storm brewing in his eyes. “You asked me to come home.” He watched, body still but gaze burning like an open flame, as I closed the distance between us. “So here I am.” His rough velvet
JENNIFER When I opened my eyes, my head felt heavy. It was hurting like someone had crushed it under a car wheel. With a wince of pain, I opened my eyes and the first thing I landed my eyes on was a pair of black eyes. Two moments of unblinking stare into those worry filled eyes before I took a sigh of relief. “ Christian!” I called out his name in my weak and hazy voice and saw him practically relaxing. As if a burden was taken away from her chest. “ Princess! You are awake.” His voice was filled with relief. “ What do you think?” I joked at his obvious question. A small sigh left his lips before a soft smile appeared as he bent down to kiss my forehead. “ You scared the shit out of me.” He murmured, straightening back. “ What? I don't remember anything?” I asked and he froze in his place. “ You don't remember anything?” He asked, repeating my words and emphasised on the last word. Now it was my turn to freeze in my place. I paused and all the events of the past
CHRISTIAN “Hello, Raphael.” I examined Jennifer’s stalker, who was strung up with heavy cuffs locking his arms and legs into a vertical spread- eagle position. Nails pinned his palms to the wall behind them, while black and blue bruises mottled his body like an obscene piece of abstract art. We were in the warehouse I’d bought for this specific purpose. Remote, soundproofed, and guarded enough that an ant couldn’t crawl across the floor without me knowing. Not all of my guys were okay with dirty work, which was fine. I only needed a few who were, and they’d done their job prepping the bastard for me. I couldn’t have him waiting too comfortably while I tended to Jennifer. My gaze flicked to the floor. A small pool of blood stained the smooth grey concrete. That was also fine. It will grow soon enough. Raphael’s face was so beaten up it was unrecognisable, but the heat of his glare made me smile. He had a bit of fight left in him. Good. That would make our session so much m
JENNIFER I slept in until almost noon the next day. It was the latest I’d ever woken up, but the previous day’s events had taken their toll. Even after a solid sixteen hours of rest, fogginess clouded my brain as I walked to the kitchen. Being drugged and kidnapped. Finding out my husband dearest has a brother about which I still have to ask him, Nearly dying, then getting rescued by Christian, and sort of/kind of making up with him. I’d had time to process, so it was easier to wrap my head around what happened, but yesterday was so surreal I still felt like I was walking on the edge of a dream. It was Monday, so I’d expected Christian to be at work. But when I entered the sun-splashed kitchen, I found him standing by the espresso machine, dressed in a black shirt and pants instead of his usual suit. I blinked with surprise. “You’re here.” I asked and he turned back swiftly as if pulled back harshly from another world. I guess I disturbed his thoughts. “It is my house,” he s
CHRISTIAN She’s here. She’s safe. I repeated the words in my head as I held Jennifer tight. Tiny shivers rippled through her body, and even though she was almost as tall as me, she felt fragile. Breakable. Fierce protectiveness burned in my chest. “It’s all right, princess,” I murmured. “You’re okay. You’re safe.” She buried her face deeper in my neck, her soft sobs twisting my heart like a wrung-out rag. Her hold on me felt like I was the only trustable and safe place for her. It felt like the old times, before her accident. It felt like I was holding her again for the first time in years, but this wasn’t how I’d wanted it to be. Not with her bruised, hurt, and terrified. Something struck my mind and my one hand automatically moved towards her belly. I felt my heart clenching in my chest at the thought of any possible harm to our child. The relief I’d felt at seeing her alive gave way to renewed rage. My cold gaze found Rapheal over Jennifer’s shoulder. He should pray t
Jennifer Lights washed across my vision at the force of the impact, but I didn’t have time to waste. I slammed my wrists down as hard as I could behind me until the frayed rope snapped against the protrusion. Luckily, Raphael hadn’t tied my legs, and I stumbled to the door. I almost made it before strong hands yanked me back. I hit the floor with a thud. Raphael pinned me to the ground and manacled my wrists above my head. “Let go of me!” I struggled against his hold. “You’re mine,” he said calmly, like we were at a picnic in the park and he wasn’t holding me hostage. “It’ll be so much easier if you give in, Jennifer. I don’t want to hurt you.” I couldn’t keep struggling forever. My energy was already fading, my muscles sore and my thoughts jumbled with panic. I turned my head a fraction to the right, and my breath hitched when I saw my purse lying a few feet away. My taser. I always kept it on me because since Christian forced me to do it. If I could only reach it… Raphae
JENNIFER A prickle of sensation dragged me from the dark, murky wells of unconsciousness. It started as a tingle in my fingers and toes. Then it was the hard press of wood beneath my thighs. Finally, it was the rough abrasion of ropes around my wrists and a pounding pain behind my eyes. I didn’t know what was going on. All I knew was, it hurt, and my throat was dry, and my head throbbed like someone had shoved a jackhammer or ten in there. Concrete anchors dragged down my lids. The darkness wasn’t soft and gentle like the gradual drift to sleep. It was endless and menacing, like the weight of the earth after being buried alive. I forced my lungs to expand past my rising panic. Breathe. Think. What happened? I struggled to sort through the day’s events. I remembered meeting my friends at the cafe. Morris running to the restroom. Nausea, dizziness, stumbling out for air…and the cold press of a gun against my ribcage. A voice, then blackness. Oh God. I’d been kidnapped. Th
JENNIFER A sharp stab of concern pulled my brows together. “Do you need to sit down? You don’t look so good.” Actually, I didn’t feel great either. My usual lethargy intensified and tugged at my limbs and eyelids. Morris’ face swam before me until I blinked the blurriness away. “Yes, I”—he gripped the edge of the table. “I”— his face turned ghostly white before flushing the crimson. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.” He bolted toward the bathroom. The door slammed shut. A second later, I heard the faint but unmistakable sound of vomiting. My own stomach twisted at the noise. I hoped we hadn’t gotten food poisoning, but something was clearly wrong. My vision blurred again. This time, blinking didn’t help. I stood, hoping the change in altitude would clear my head, but an instant wave of dizziness forced me back into my seat. What is going on? I’d only had tea and a pastry. Could you even get food poisoning from tea and pastries? Black dots danced in front of my eyes, and panic
—JENNIFER— As soon as our mouths collided, I felt colours bursting behind my eyelids, making them shut up automatically. Christian went frozen at my unexpected stunt and couldn't even move for a long moment. For myself, I was in shock about how the mouth of this cold man could be so warm and soft. I didn't give it any thought so I was as stunned as him at my own action and couldn't even move out of shock until I felt his hands coming up to grab my waist and he pulled me into himself. My body felt burns and chills at the same time where his fingers were digging into my skin in a firm but not painful hold. Suddenly I was too conscious about the things that his touch was making me feel. The pause we both took out of shock had me thinking for a moment that he would pull back but instead, he tilted his mouth and deepened the kiss with a sudden force that I almost lost my step. A gasp of shock couldn't find a place to escape me because of the way his mouth was perfectly occupying m