Her hands shook and she trembled with every Fibre of her being. Jessica was in a state of panic and distress. Mark gently picked her up and led her to his office. He took out the first aid kit and rummaged through it, finally finding gauze, antiseptic liquid and a plaster.He dressed her wound.Her face was expressionless. She did not know what to feel. What to say or what to do. She felt as if she was all cried out. As if there were no more tears left. Her head throbbed but she did not acknowledge the pain.The pain she felt emotionally was more aching than the graze to her flesh.Finally she spoke, " I don't remember"Mark looked at her. He was confused. What does this woman not remember? Is she loosing her mind? Does she not remember how she hurt her head? She must be a borderline psychopath. She should see a doctor.The thoughts kept on flooding his head. He could not understand how she could inflict pain upon herself."We should get you to a doctor. Jessica. This is unhealthy beh
Jessica buttoned her blouse up covering the lovebites that adorned her neck. She walked next to Mark with her head bowed down. She did not want to endure the shame of earlier this morning.This time it would be worse since she now had a plaster attached to her forehead. She looked like a victim of physical abuse.They walked silently to the car park where Mark's mustang was parked. He opened the door for her and she quickly jumped in.They drove a few blocks down to his doctors practice. Jessica looked at the name on the glass. It was the same General practitioner that she used.She wished she could just be invisible. She hesitated to jump of the car.Mark sensed her unease and placed his hand on hers.The warmth penetrated through her skin and she felt warm and fuzzy inside. Her heart raced and her mouth went dry. The feeling he always incited in her.They both walked into the reception area and Mark booked her name in. She was the fourth patient in line. Jessica sat and fiddled with
Jessica stared into space. She heard the door click shut. "Pregnant", the words echoed in her head."How can I be pregnant? I haven't been intimate with Rudy until last night. Which wasn't even consented", Jessica thought.Jessica was clearly having a blonde moment. It was six weeks ago that she had started her relationship with Mark."Mark Molt is the father", Jessica rummaged through her thoughts. It had to be him. They have been intimate with each other since six weeks ago.Jessica smiled. She didn't think she would be able to trap the man with a baby. This was never her intention.She knew she could not tell him about the pregnancy until three months is up. "What if he asks me to abort it?", Jessica knew she would hide this secret for the next two months. She also had Rudy to worry about.He would also need to know a months from now. She did not need him to be suspicious.In the mean time she needed to be careful. She needed to cut down on rough s**. This is a million dollar baby.
The jealousy simmered underneath the surface. Mark wanted to treat his woman good." It's a surprise", Mark said tenderly.Jessica's eyes widened. Mark Molt was going to surprise her."Don't look so surprised Jessica. I want to pamper you. I want to shower you with my love", Mark smiled. His charm took her breath away.As the words love echoed in her ears she blushed. Her cheeks turned rosy red.She could not help the tremble in her lip as she absorbed all that he had said.Her hand unintentionally held her belly. The butterflies she felt was intense as if they wanted to flutter through her belly button.Mark felt the need to make her want only him. He wanted to show her what a real man would make her feel like. Not drug her and have his way. He knew his plan of persuasion would work. He was attracted to Jessica. Sometimes he could actually call it love, sometimes a strong attraction. Something he never felt with his wife. Cheryl was attractive but she was also bossy. She made him fee
"Wait", the waitress almost shouted, " one last thing and we are all set"Jessica looked at her as she brought a jewelry box.The box was black velvet and looked expensive. The waitress opened it revealing a diamond necklace. Jessica looked at it, " how much does it cost. It looks really expensive""R50 000",the waitress smiled." Is it on loan", Jessica asked curiously."No. All the items that you wear are purchased by Mr Molt", the waitress replied." I can't wear this. It is too expensive", Jessica exclaimed." Mr Molt is very generous", the waitress said as she took out the necklace and placed it around Jessica's neck.Jessica calculated the items she had on."R120 000",she thought.She doubted herself. Was she even worth that much.The waitress looked at the grim expression on Jessica's face, " believe me honey, you are worth it"Jessica smiled and left with the waitress.The clinking of forks and knives that could be heard was now replaced with silence. Every man and woman had t
The next morning, Mark walked into his office casually late as usual with Jessica in tow. They almost jumped out of their skin, as they looked at Charlie sitting in Mark's chair with his legs crossed on the desk. Uninterested in the documents his shoes imprinted, he sat with his arms folded as if he was a boss."Ah, Mark. Finally the king has arrived"Mark stared at him baffled. "What sort of joke is this now?"Mark was annoyed but kept a calm expression.Jessica stood silently, she did not know if she should stay or leave. Eventually she started to sneaked out of the room as both men stared at each other. Their emotions could not be read." Where do you think you are going?", Charlie snapped. Jessica stopped dead in her tracks. She turned around slowly feeling as if she was back in sixth grade in the principals office. "What is all this about Charlie?", Mark asked sternly, "Have you lost your mind this morning?" "Lost my mind? More like you keep losing the company money", Charlie
"Negative", Charlie shouted out. He could not believe it. He felt like a fool." There must be something wrong with the test", Charlie said scratching his head." Did you not just tell me a test doesn't lie", Jessica smirked. She was now mocking him. He was a real fool he should have waited a while before throwing an attack on her. Now he not only belittled her, he offended his boss. She knew Mark didn't take it lightly, she could see the expression on his face."There is something wrong. Are you sure you took the test right?", Charlie asked in desperation. How could he be proved wrong. He knew that she was lying but she proved him otherwise. She must be a witch." Charlie. You were there. You watched me pee on it. How much more are you going to humiliate yourself? ", Jessica said calmly. She knew that her tone would make Mark see that she has been wrong. She is a victim of Charlie's absurd theories."Charlie, I think you owe Jessica an apology!!!", Mark said abruptly.Charlie looked
"What happened the other day?", Charlie asked. He was still every bit angry that Mark had dragged him into his mess. He was also every bit angry with himself for giving into temptation and letting himself be influenced by Mark.He knew better than that. Everything with Mark came with a price. This time the price was too big. It was his marriage."Nothing that would concern you", Mark said in a rather dim tone. He was baiting Charlie to ask again. He wanted him to die of curiosity first before he divulged the story. He knew Charlie would either keep it to himself or blurt it out to Jessica. Even if he did, Jessica would never believe such a story about her precious Mark. She was head over heels in love with him and he felt almost the same way. He loved her but not crazily in love.He thought ogmf it as a strong infatuation he had for her. Charlie looked at Mark. He could not understand what was with him. He normally just blurted out his stories, this time he was being difficult. After