—JENNIFER—The moment car was parked in the society, I climbed off without uttering a word and headed for the lift without looking back. Thankfully, the elevator doors were closed before he could reach. Entering inside the penthouse, I directly went inside my room and slammed the door shut. Velvet startled at first but then, she ran towards me and jumped in my stretched arms, licking my fingers. I, in return, kissed her nose and head for various times forgetting the anger bubbling inside me. I had researched enough about ragdolls and since they can live almost twenty four hours alone just with a perfect settlement of their needed things, then it wouldn't be a problem for them to be on their own.Changing into my night clothes, I slipped under my blanket and didn't realise when playing with Velvet, sleep engulfed me. Next morning I ignored Christian all the way, even skipped breakfast so that I didn't have to face him and headed out. In another five minutes, I was in the parking l
—JENNIFER—“ Does it even matter?? When at the end you are going to do whatever you please.” I asked, staring at him with a mocked smile. He didn't answer for a moment and just stared back. “Alright. Tell me, what do you want me to do? “ He asked. “ I just want you to stop controlling my life. “ I said, making him frown. “ I did no such thing. “ His expressions hardened. “ Oh really?? Then how would you explain planting Morris on my head twenty four seven?? “ I huffed, raising a brow. “ I told you that's only for your safety.” He answered, Immediately. “ Oh cut it, please. I'm not someheir to a real estate that people would waste their time on me. ” I failed my hands in exaggeration. “ You don't understand that.” He gave me a hard look. “ I understand very well. You just want to ensure that I don't do anything stupid and stay in line. “ I said, bitterly. “ I. Said. That. Is. Not. True. Princess.” His jaws clenched and clamped my mouth shut immediately. We both fell into a
—JENNIFER— “ What?? “ I laughed in surprise at Mary's words as she told me about how her five years old elder daughter informed them about being in love with some Jack boy. “ Yes!! And when I asked if she loves Jack more or daddy. She answered Jack. “ “ Damn. The father must have had a heartbreak. “ I giggled, picking another grape from the bowl in my hand. “ A massive one!! “ We both giggled again. Just then the footsteps fade in and my giggles died down as Christian stood in the entrance of the kitchen with his coat jacket hanging on his forearm. His eyes directly stopped on me, making me forget to breathe for a moment. It took me some seconds to contain myself. Pressing my lips into a thin angry line to make it very visible that I'm still angry with him, I looked away. From the corner of my eye, I caught him smirking before exiting the kitchen. Mary cleared her throat and I looked up at her, only to find her smirking at me with a raised brow. “ So?? Not on talking terms ag
—JENNIFER— Thankfully, I caught her sight before Christian could. When her eyes caught me, she opened her mouth and I knew what was coming. Before she could give her happy ‘meow’ I started coughing hysterically. Christian looked up at me instantly and placed his laptop on the table. “ W-Wa…ter!! “ I choked. Damn!! My acting skills are lit. He quickly reached for the glass of water on the table and hurried towards me. I glanced behind him at the Velvet who was in no mood of stopping, she even sped up. I coughed with even more intensity and choked out the words. “ N-Not… . Y-oura.. S… “ He glared at me “ Drink the damn water, Jennifer!! “ He growled trying to make me drink but I pushed the glass away from my mouth. “ F…ro.m kitch..n. “ I checked again. Mumbling something about me being a stubborn brat, he hurried out of the room. As soon as the door closed behind him I ran towards Velvet. “ You little spawn of the devil! “ Grabbing her in my arms while she licked my hands, I r
—JENNIFER —“ HeLlo JeNniFer!! CaN wE mEeT ?? “ I frowned reading the text and when I could recognize the number, I decided to text back. “ I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you?? ” I typed pressed the send icon. The reply was almost immediate. “ MicHaeL here!! ChrIsTiaN's CouSiN?? “My mouth formed into an ‘O’, remembering then I frowned again. Why on earth does he want to meet me? “ Why do you want to meet ME?? “ I sent another message. “ I nEed YouR heLp. PleAse!” Came his reply. I contemplated for a moment before reply to him with an ‘Okay’ but only at the condition of him coming to my decided place. Choosing the nearest cafe that I've known for some time now, I informed him and took a bus for myself. When I reached there, Michael was already there, sitting at the table.Reaching near him, I cleared my throat to grab his attention and he immediately looked up at me.“ Hey!! “ He flashed me a big smile which I reciprocated nervously. “ Hey!! “ I answered, taking the chair op
—CHRISTIAN—“ Jessica Bell !!” I gritted my teeth seeing the woman, walking in my office as If her father owns the place. “ Hello love!! Missed me.” She gave a slutty smile as she settled herself on my table in front of me. “ What are you doing here?? “ I was barely keeping myself from ripping her throat out. “ I came to see you.” She bent down deliberately, trying to give me a view of her cleavage but my eyes were busy boring a hole into her forehead. “ You've got to be too shameless to show your filthy face to me.” I spat bitterly. “ Ah, how much I've missed this crispy anger of yours.” With a widened smirk, her hand reached to trace my face but I caught her wrist mercilessly before she could even touch me. “ Ah!! “ Her whine didn't affect me the way it used to five years ago. “ Chris! “ Her using my nickname fueled my anger and my hold tightened around her wrist, definitely bruising her. “ Do. Not. Call. My. Name. From. Your. Filthy. Mouth.” I growled at her, making her eyes
—JENNIFER—Just like my usual habit, my sleep was disturbed at midnight because of my stomach rumbling. I wasn't hungry, just craving. Leaving Velvet sleeping under my blanket, I headed to the kitchen and was stunned seeing the fridge full of chocolate stuff. I hadn't gone shopping for like, the last two weeks. I was even eating the remaining things slowly so I wouldn't run out. A warm smile took over my shock because it didn't take a genius to guess who did it.Taking out a large Chocolate Ice cream tub, I headed out but stopped seeing the light of Christian's study still on. I walked towards the room and pushed open the door quietly. He was working on his laptop, so engaged that didn't even realise my presence. My jaws fell open seeing so many papers, documents , files scattered around the table and couch. Four empty coffee mugs in front of him and the fifth in his hand as he typed with his empty hand. I cleared my throat to grab his attention and he looked up.“ You are still
—JENNIFER—I was again late for my university since I chose to read another romance novel and give moral support to my husband instead of completing my sleep. Bumping into tables and chairs, I reached the dining area and stopped seeing my sweet husband growling over his phone while struggling with his tie, Again. I walked up further into the kitchen and stopped in front of him with my arms crossed over my chest. He stopped his struggle and looked at me. “ Find the damn file before I arrive, James , otherwise consider yourself dead.” Growling, he disconnected the call and sat on the counter stool. “ You shouldn't talk to your employees like this.” I said, stepping between his opened leg and started knotting the tie. “ I pay them to work.” He hissed, through his clenched jaws. “ Exactly you pay them to work, not for getting disrespected by you. “ I looked into his eyes, fixing his collars. The distance between us wasn't very decent. But I found myself surprisingly comfortable. No
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