—JENNIFER—
He pounced on me the next second, capturing my lips while his hands kept mine locked behind me. I struggled to get my hands free from his hold. I wanted to touch him. My hands ached to feel him,but he tightened his hold around them.Getting desperate, I bit on his lip, hard and he groaned, leaving my hands and reaching out to hold my face.“ Feasty!! I didn't care for his remark and reached for the buttons of his shirt.His chest rumbled with a chuckle as I desperately opened them, breaking them before pushing it over his shoulders. His tanned, muscular chest came into my view leaving me mesmerised.“ Like what you see, princess?? “ He whispered in my ear as I admired the view.I answered with a kiss on his bare chest which had him push himself into me again. I moaned at the invasion of his hard length between my thighs and I pushed him closer by tightening my legs around his waist.He ground as I—CHRISTIAN—Though I don't like taking rest but thinking about spending time with Jennifer, I made an exception for at least one day. She was taking care of everything for me. My food, medication, even didn't let me use my laptop. Everything was going fine, we even had a moment and I was planning on to confessing my feelings for her at night but I couldn't do that because of Alex, Anya and Cally visiting us and when they left, James called me only to inform that our new project file is missing. I was beyond raging. Even snapped at Jennifer out of stress. I wanted to apologise but, I was busy whole night rechecking the profiles of every single employe with my trusted team and Alex. The file was found the next morning and that too in my office locker. It was suspicious. But being it written in a codded language, It would have taken them to at least thirty six hours to decode it. And I knew that whoever stole it was close enough to
—CHRISTIAN—“ Done!! “ Alex said, resting back into his chair as I watched him recover from the security break. “ How much time will it take to reach the person who did this?? “ I asked, facing him. “Two hours of sleep and one to find.” He answered with closed eyes. “ Alex!! “ I pressed my lips into a thin line. “ Yeah. Fine bitch!” Saying that sat upright and started working on his laptop. “ The file was just a distraction to get their asses inside our system.” “ But thank me. I thought about updating the system tonight only.” Alex flexed, running a hand through his hair and I rolled my eyes. “ And, We are executing our plan this morning.” I said and he turned towards me with a frown. “ But we were supposed to wait until Rafael's upcoming big project?? “ I asked back. “ Yeah. And tomorrow is the press conference for that. Wouldn't it be spiffing to get him questioned by the media when
—JENNIFER—“ Wha-?? You are going back.” I asked, breathless. But full of life, full of passion, full of love. Christian was everything I had ever wanted. And him wanting me the way his eyes were describing was thrilling. “ Stop talking. “ He growled, Pushing my legs up and placing them right in front of my hips at the counter so that my core was right in front of his face. I wasn't shy anymore. I wanted him and that's it. I wanted him inside me. I've craved this moment for so long. Don't know how many day dreaming fantasies and wet dreams I had seeing him doing all this to me. “ Look at you. All wet for me.” He smirked and looked up at me. All the filthy written things that I had read, started running in my head. And I wanted him to do all of that to me. To fuck me madly. “ S-stop talking!! “ I threw his own words at him. His eyes staring at my most intimate part weren't helping me out of my stutters at all.
—JENNIFER—He laid me on his bed and pecked my lips before going back inside again. I took that time to look around his room. This is only the third time I've entered here. All the other times I was in such a hurry to leave that I didn't have the time to look around. His room was big. Like really big. Twice my room. But the room didn’t have much furniture. A king sized bed where I was laying now, A big closet, a mirror table and one bedside table. White walls, grey curtains. At the left side of the bed was a sliding glass door wall which opened in the balcony. All in all, a master bedroom. The bathroom door swung open, pulling me out of my thoughts as I watched Christian entering the room with only a towel around his waist. No matter how much my hands and lips had explored his body but seeing him like this everytime, steals my breath away. He was rubbing his hair with another towel as I checked him out. His every h
—JENNIFER—“ I'm sorry mam. Mr. Brown's schedule is so tight today. I can't get you to meet with him without an appointment. “ She gave me an apologetic look. “ Oh… But-“ Helen!!” A voice came from behind me and I turned to see James, coming towards us. “ She's Mrs. Brown.” He gave her a pointed glare. Oh!! Am I?? I blushed and then realised that the receptionist didn't actually recognize me. “ Mrs. Brown?? Wh-.. Oh. I'm really sorry Mam. I couldn't recognize you.” Helen, the receptionist, apologised. “ No. It's alright.” I smiled at her. “ I'm really sorry again, mam.” She said again with a guilty face. “ Hey. You were just doing your job. It's totally fine.” With another smile, I turned to face James. “ This way mam.” He said, gesturing to me with his hand and we headed toward the elevator. “ Is he free?? “ I asked, when the elevator opened on the third floor. “ Not really. But your visit might help.” He kind of mumbled and I frowned. “ What does that mean?? “ I asked a
—JENNIFER—“ Shall we?? “ He asked, watching my flushed face with amusement. I hopped off his lap and reached for the breakfast but he pulled me back again and made me sit on his chair.“ Let me do it.” Saying that he grabbed the bag and took out the sandwiches. “ Here!” I watched his face as he handed me one and then leaning back his hip on the table, starting eating his own. I didn't realise when my annoyance turned into a smile as I munched on the sandwich. He passed me the tissue when both of us were done and I stood up wiping my mouth. “ I better be leaving now.” I said and picked my sweater from his table before pushing it over my head and fixing it. “ I'll walk you out.” He said and I nodded before we both headed out. His hand reached mine, clasping mine and I smiled looking at him. All the eyes present in the office followed us with shock till the exit. If it wasn't Christian's
—JENNIFER—When I reached the penthouse, It was around 5:00 in the evening. I directly headed inside my room and stopped in my place with a frown. The frown was soon replaced with shock as I ran my gaze around my room with hanging jaws and watched it empty. There was nothing. Zero, Zilch, Nada!! “ What the heck?? “ I asked myself in shock, staring ahead. I raced towards my closet and opened it, only to find it empty. I sucked into a sharp breath and turned to look at my bookshelves. This time, unable to suppress it, I gasped loudly seeing them empty. I stalked towards the empty shelves, aggressively shocked and looked closely.And surprise!! They were still empty. My conscience rolled its eyes on me as I moved my head to look around like a crazy person. Did this place get robbed?? OH MY GOD!! Wait, Good heavens!! Why would anyone steal my goddamned clothes and books? Arghh!!!
—JENNIFER—“ What on the sweet heavens?? “ I screeched in horror as he opened another cabinet of the closet which I previously ignored thinking it must be empty or something since it was big and all of my clothes were already in the other cabinets. “ Stop screeching. Will you?? “ He glared, turning back to face me. “ Did you just buy a whole showroom for me? Or what?? And when did you even buy all of these?? “ I asked, staring behind him at so many designer dresses and heels and shoes. The sight had me mesmerised that I couldn't even get myself to blink. “ I was thinking of taking you shopping since I thought you might not like these.” He shrugged. “ I think I'm going to faint.” I stumbled backwards with an inhumane sigh but his hand caught me pulling into himself. “ You are overreacting. “ He rolled his eyes which had me glaring at him. “ This is what OVER means.” I said, flailing my hands towards the dresses. “ How much did exactly every single one of these cost?? “ “ Not m
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