—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
—CHRISTIAN—I watched the face of Mr. Jiang as he discussed with his lawyer and assistant about the presentation that I have given just a while ago. I didn't accept in front of Jennifer, but I sure as hell was stressed and nervous. For the first damned time in my life. This was really very important for our company and I've been working on it for the last two months. And now when finally we were on the main point, I couldn't help but sit there with bated breaths. They were taking so long to announce their decision and it took all my might to stop myself from growling at them for hurrying up. They all looked up and I sat straight in my chair, trying very hard to not show my desperation. “ Let's sign the deal Mr. Brown! “ Mr. Jiang finally smiled and I heaved a sigh that I didn't even realise I was holding. “ Sure, Mr. Jiang! “ I answered, reciprocating the smile and standing up to shake his hand. Leaving the paperwork on James's concern I walked Mr. Jiang to the exit as he left m
—JENNIFER— If there was some competition of getting yourself embarrassed then I would have topped that. Christian stilled under my touch as I launched myself on him, wrapping my around his neck. My excitement always makes me do stupid things and this moment was one of them.I was still struggling with the anxiety of my morning's stunt and now this. Arghhhh!! Just go, die and free me from this embarrassment please!! My inner conscience begged. Not wasting another second, I pulled back before Christian could throw me away. Our eyes met and we both looked away instantly. I cleared my throat to rub away the sudden awkwardness. “ Congratulations!! “ I chirped, collecting myself. “ Thanks!! “ He answered and forwarded a paper bag towards me. “ What is it?? “ I took the bag and peeked inside. “ For your priceless moral support.” He chuckled but I was so dazed to swoon on him right now. I gasped and closed the bag, snapping my head at Christian again. “ Is it what I think it is?!
—JENNIFER—Days passed and things between Christian and me had started to be comfortable. Not that we had stopped arguing and teasing each other for small things. But finally I could see our relationship getting steady. We had finally started to trust each other, talking each other out and sharing our problems or reasons of our happiness. Finally I could say that I was happy and also see that he was happy, too. Everything was feeling new and changed. But the only thing that hasn't changed was me tripping over the flat floor and landing on my butt in his feet and him teasing my catwalk skills. “ I think I should get the railing from your room to the living area.” He said sarcastically while standing in front of me with his hands stuffed into his pockets. “ I think you should stop showing me your face this early morning.” I gritted my teeth while standing up, taking the help of the edge of his coat. “ Are you suggesting that you are falling for me, Princess?? “ His smirk widened and
—JENNIFER—“ I was just talking.” I quickly said. “ Talking?? I myself am not on talking terms with him, what kind of matter did you have to talk about with my cousin?? “ He grabbed both my upper arms harshly. “ I can explain please.” I begged, going out of breaths as more tears rolled down my cheek. “ You already did. You already explained your character Miss Jennifer Wingley.” His bitter words slapped me right on my face. “ Please don't!! “ I warned him from saying anything further, while my eyes shed more tears. “ You explained that you are just like all those women who cannot be trusted. I've guessed it right in the start and I should have sticked to this opinion of mine that all you care about is fucking mo-His shouts were cut off as I pushed him back and slapped him across his face. He was shunned at the sudden action. “ I can take anything but not a one damn finger towards my character, Christian.” I glared at him through my red eyes blazing with fury. His own bloodshed
—CHRISTIAN—“ Hello Mrs. Morgeto!! “ I said as soon as she picked up the call. “ Good evening Sir.” Came her amusement laced reply. “ It seems like you already know my intention of calling you.” I asked, heading out of my office.“ Not at all Sir. I can never guess that you want me to take another leave because you want to make dinner for your lovely wife with your own hands.” She said in the utmost serious tone. “ I thought so.” I matched her sarcasm before disconnecting the call and sitting in my car before hitting the road. When I reached the penthouse, It was past five in the evening and the darkness inside was telling me that Jennifer still hadn't returned. I tried to push away the disturbing thoughts and headed to my room to get washed up before coming back to the kitchen and started making the dinner. I was done in an hour and Jennifer wasn't back yet. Sensing it unusual, I pulled out my phone to call Morris but he called me himself. With a frown, I answered the call. “
—JENNIFER—I stood at the entrance and struggled with deciding if I should go inside or not. “ Jennifer!! “ His deep voice came from inside,startling me and I almost jumped in my place. “ Do you want me to come there and drag you inside?! “ His words were enough to end my mental debate and I immediately pushed open the door, stepping inside. I couldn't muster any courage to look up at him or go near him. “ Come here. “ But I guess he was ready to help me because his demand was immediate. Without caring to think further, I walked towards his bed. “ Sit down. “ His other command came and I obeyed silently. “ Now look fucking right in my eyes.” His low growl had me immediately look up. Our eyes met and those black pairs of deep pools, reminded me of the blazing fury in them last night which was for me. I suddenly felt like crying but I kept my emotions in check. “ How are you?? “ He asked and I frowned. “ I should be asking that.” “ You didn't care to ask so I thought… “ He sh
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