—JENNIFER —
FOUR DAYS LATERI stood in the kitchen with blurry vision as tears continuously rolled down my cheeks hearing the conversation going on in the living area." I'm not giving you any other choice Henry!! Get your daughter ready to marry my son, or start preparing for your life on the streets. You won't have this house and damned business by tomorrow if you defy me. " Matthew Brown's cold voice rang in the living area while my Mom and Dad kept staring at the man in disbelief." How can you do this Mr., Brown?? What did my daughter do to get this kind of threat?? " My Dad asked with helplessness." Nothing. And Why are you only focusing on the threat-thing ? Think about it Henry, Your daughter will be the wife of the richest person in the whole of New York. She'll live like a Queen. What else do you want?? " Matthew spoke again with his usual calm demeanour.I clenched my jaws, feeling utter disgust towards this man. If I would have known he was going to do this, I would have left him on the road to die that day." Rich?? Do you think I keep my daughter starving?? It's about her whole damn life. It has to be her cho-My dad was cut short by the snort of that leech of a man who's been on our backs for the last two days and sucking us out of sanity." Choice?? That's exactly what I'm saying that you don't have any choice Henry. Tell me if it's a yes or no?? So I can start working on the Wedding preps if it's yes otherwise to get your family on the roads. ""Please don't do this to her. " It was my mom this time who has been silently sobbing until now." Nancy!! We aren't going to beg this man. And you get-My dad growled in anger while standing up but before he could complete I interrupted the conversation."I'm ready!! " I said, walking in the living area and standing before them.All heads whipped towards me. Two with shock and disbelief, other with thrill.I knew I didn't have any option if I didn't want to see my family being destroyed. Dad has spent all his life to take this business so far and I can't let this man ruin his lifetime of hard work." Jenni!! Go inside, I'm talking. " Dad shouted at me but I ignored his words and turned towards Matthew."I'm ready to marry your son. Now please get the hell out of here. " I was already on the verge of smacking his head on the table before him, but controlled somehow." Oh Dear, Thank you so much!! Here you did another favour for me. I promise, you won't regret this decision." He said with a full blown smile while standing up and walking up to me.I took a step back as he tried to touch my head. He chuckled at my action before heading out and disappearing behind the door while I stood glaring at his retreating figure.I turned back to look back at my parents but was welcomed with a sharp slap on my cheek. My hand went up to my face while I stared at my mom with wide shocked eyes."What the hell do you think you just did??" She screamed at me, tears never stopped flowing from her charcoal eyes."Mom?? I just wanted to get you both out of this problem. " I whispered while sobbing." Problem?? Do you think that was a problem?? THIS is the problem that you have just created by agreeing to that fucker's wish. " Dad stepped towards me with the same disappointed look as mom, at his face."Dad please. At least you und-" No Jenni!! . Do you think this low of me that I would sell my daughter off to save my business?? " His voice broke and I saw his eyes teary for the first time in my existence."I'm sorry. But this is the only option we have. And I don't regret doing it. " I said, before running back to my room with tears while they kept calling me.Locking my door, I dropped myself on my bed and cried my heart out.So this is the end of my fantasy??For all my life, I've been dreaming about a man who'd bring love in my life and make me live every moment of my imagination.But my world and expectations came crashing down with just one mistake of mine, One mistake of helping someone needy??Never In my life have I expected to get punished for helping someone.I couldn't help but curse that unfortunate moment when I met Matthew Brown.If I Had known that this is how he's going to return my favour, I would have run my car over him, myself.Bastard!!I didn't know that he knew Dad because of some business deal between them. Two days ago, Dad went into his office for a meeting when he saw my picture on his wallpaper and recognized me. Without any hesitation he put his proposal in front of Dad. But Dad said that I'll only marry on my own choice.The next day he sent his assistant with the same proposal and offered help in Dad's business in return. Which angered Dad and he directly denied and warned his assistant to never show his or his boss's face again.The old hag didn't stop there and today came here himself. Not with any offer but with a threat this time and I had to agree.I thought I was solving the problem. But just as Dad said, IT is the actual problem. But it was already too late for me to realise now.—JENNIFER—Two days passed and finally mom and Dad accepted that this is the only way to lead our life peacefully. Though they aren't happy about it at all but trying to adjust.Matthew has called today and has invited us over for dinner at his house so that I and his son can meet personally. Excitement was nowhere near me as I dressed myself in a simple Knee length, Lavender skirt, matched with a white top.After a lot of effort I managed to cheer Mom and Dad up for dinner and we left at 7:00 Pm to Brown Mansion. We climbed out the car and my jaws scattered on the floor seeing a lavish Mansion in front of my eyes. I doubted if the Queen's home was more beautiful than this. A servant came forward and guided us inside the house. My eyes nearly fall out of their sockets seeing the interior and furniture of the house. The way it was maintained, it was screaming RICH RICH AND RICH everywhere. We reached the living area and a voice of clearing throat, grabbed our attention. I collected
—JENNIFER—I turned to look at her. Although I had unintentionally shielded her, there were some stains on her jeans too. But it was nothing compared to my situation. I again looked horrified at my favourite shirt. My favourite shirt!! And My books!! " No he didn't!! " I mumbled to myself horrifically then looked again at the car and shouted so loudly that all the people around turned their attention towards us. " Watch where you are going. You Fool!! See what you have done." Anger washed all over me, clouding my senses as I looked again and again at myself and my books. I was breathing so heavily that even my body was shaking with anger. "Leave it Jenni. This looks like some rich hot-shot. " Cally muttered under her breath,behind me but I was so engrossed in thinking of some more insults for this new found enemy of mine and ignored her totally. I'm going to strangle this man!! The car came reverse and stopped in front of me before the door was opened so harshly that made me eve
—JENNIFER—" A-Are y-you, by any chance, Christian Brown?? " Cally, who I assumed to have passed out because of the looks of this man, Finally spoke up and I looked at her in confusion"Oh, Finally. Your friend at least possesses some brain. " He mocked, pulling even a ruder face with the dripping pride of his name that made me snort once again. "As in, THE CHRISTIAN BROWN?? " Cally asked again, pulling 'The' a little longer to conform and he glared at her before he answered. " Do you need a fucking birth certificate?? " He barked in annoyance at her repetitive questions while I was focused on Cally for some moments who gasped at his confirmation. She's the kind of person who can make people's ears bleed with her curses if they ever tried to mess with her or even me. But today, she was just staring at this rude person with her jaws dropped and swooning over his looks. Well, fighting is another thing. We can't ignore a handsome man in any situation. So it was usual. What was not usu
— CHRISTIAN—I was practically choking the steering wheel thinking of her neck. She, for sure, had a death wish to talk to me in that manner. And if I wasn't in a hurry, I would have fulfilled this wish of her's. The fucking audacity of that girl!! How dare she talk to me like that. No one has the balls to as much as look me in the eyes and that girl, she fucking insulted me in the middle of the damn road. And for what??? A damn shirt and some books?? For Fuck's sake!! My jaws clenched at the memory when she threw the money on face. My hold on the steering tightened even more and my knuckles turned white as I gritted my teeth. I already had to postpone the meeting that I'm working my ass off for last week because dad wanted to talk something very important that can't even wait an fucking hour and then the encouter with this weird girl just added feul into my rising temper. The lever of entitlement and stupidity that ran through her veins nearly had me driving the car into a pol
—CHRISTIAN—"Worried?? Why?? Because I've bagged deals for the company that their old asses couldn't even think of?? Well, I would like to see them talk to one of our Russian clients and not sweat like pigs.""And here it is." He gestured towards me. " This attitude of yours. They are afraid that you might ruin the company if you don't get a grip over your anger issues. " "This is ridiculous!! I've all the skills for a CEO. I don't need to prove my worth to anyone. "" Skills aren't enough to handle a large company. You'd need to be more than that. " "What do you want me to do?? Take anger management classes?? " I scoffed Irritatedly. "No, I want you to get married. " . . . Silence, A stressful silence prevailed in the room as we both stared at each other. I waited for him to start laughing and get over with his prank because it was hell of a disgusting one. But he didn't, instead kept looking at me with a grim face. I sighed while scratching my temple. " Is this some kind of
CHRISTIAN—I glared at the man tied in the chair in front of me. I was holding my patience with cotton thread, ready get this fucker unskinned.Exhaling deeply, I looked at my James and signalled him for my last try. He understood immediately and ran outside the room only to come back after a moment with a sharp blade in his hand. I took it from him and moved towards the chair of the traitor. He was bleeding from nose, lips, and had various cuts on his face. I still hadn't touched him, this all is my men's doing. “ Last chance, only for the sake of your loyal four years with me. And then, I'll show you what I do with a traitor. Tell me who else is involved in this?? “ I kept my voice low but dangerous. He was Carden, the man who had worked in my company for around five years and had been loyal to me. So I knew for the fact that there was someone else backing him up. And for the fact, I knew that Lopez doesn't have balls to get inside my walls. It has to be someone close. Someone f
—Jennifer—The audacity of that motherfucker!! I felt I was some object, the way he pointed at me, the way he rejected me. If I had stayed another minute there, I might have ended up killing that bastard. But since I knew that there won't be any books in the Jail, I dropped that plan. It's been three days since our visit to Brown mansion and thank the hell that Matthew hadn't contacted after that. Keeping Christian's dagger-like words aside, I was all happy about the drama that happened there. At Least I don't have to marry some rich motherfucker brat now. So now I do believe that ‘Whatever happens is for the best’After submitting the form of my Master's In Literature in the university, I and Cally headed to the nearest cafe. “ Jeez!! Did you drop your common sense in one of your shitiest books?? “ She asked and regretted Immediately calling my books shitiest as I slapped her head. “ Shut it up!! “ “ Seriously Jenni, Who the hell refuses to marry such a rich, hot man. He's the
—JENNIFER—The next week was spent peacefully with me joining my new college and spending the weekend with Cally and my new college friends. I also completed two more romance novels and most importantly I didn't get to see that rich brat or his annoying father. But as they say, It was calm before the storm. I stared blankly at the entrance of my house where Mathhew Brown was giving instructions to his brought servants to place the gifts in our living room while Mom, Dad and I stared at him in disbelief. “ Yes, Perfect!! I guess. But If you think they are going to get in anyone's way then please tell where else they should keep the gift, Mrs Wingsley. “ Mathhew addressed my mom who was still standing frozen in her place. My Dad cleared his throat before staring deadly at a man who has been a pain in our asses these days. “ What do you think you are doing, Mr. Brown?? “ “ What?? I've brought gifts for my to-be daughter in law. “ He grinned, walking up to the couch of the living are
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