KAREN'S POV “Karen? Karen?”I jerked and turned. “What are you thinking? We are here,” Jay announced. I looked out of the window and truly we had arrived. I sighed and rubbed my eyes which must be looking as tired as my entire body felt. All through the ride I had been thinking about the bomb sex we had in his office. I stifled back a groan. Why wouldn't I stop thinking about that? But then I realised why it was too hard to not wander off in the remembrance of that moment. Anyone in my shoes wouldn't be able to not try to feel the moment again. It was just too bliss and perfect to not think about it. I had never seen Jay that ferocious. Jay was like a bull. He made love to me as if he was trying to prove something. Like he was telling me something, speaking to me through it. He was hard yet gentle. The way his eyes intense and warm all at once was on me all through, the sweet words he whispered in my ears and how he fondled and worshipped every part of me reached into my deepe
CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION DEPARTMENT DENVA CAPITAL KINGSTONJay sat across the booth covered with plexiglass. It felt strange. Beside the booth he sat was a sullen man staring sadly through the thick plexiglass where his son, unable to look back at him shedded tears. Being in the prison house reminded him of the vow he made to himself before Adams group came to be. To never do anything that would send him to jail. It had been really hard to keep to it. The business world is tough and dirty but he has tried very hard to make sure nothing brings him into this place. Him glancing at his watch and the door across the glass opening happened at the same time. Carlos Fowler walked into the room. His face widened into a smirk at the sight of Jay as he slowly sat down. “When these nutjobs said I had a visitor, guess what I thought?” he started. “Why are you here?” Jay asked, ignoring his remark “What else? Of course to serve time for my crimes. Isn't that what you and your little girlfr
LAVAE RESTAURANT “Excuse me, I can't sit here. Change the seat and the table,” Margaret Barnes said to the waiter with a disgusted look on her face. Her bag hung halfway above her wrist. The way her fingers perched firm yet light against gravity as if signalling to be watched, and her ornaments embodied nothing but luxury. Eyes were on her and she knew it but she didn't care anyways. She was the queen of highlights and this place survived on her father's huge sponsorship. “I’m sorry ma'am, but these are the same kinds of seats and tables around here. If you'd like I can take you to the VIP room–”She spun and shot him a look. “Would you rather lose your job?”The man swallowed whatever next he was whipping up to say, zipped his mouth very carefully and left to do as instructed. .It wasn't a new thing and it was no doubt Margaret wasn't just saying mere words. The workers knew. Minutes later, the waiter returned with a new set of seats and table. Margaret looked at him and then
KAREN'S POV Everything still felt like a haze. Tina's office was one floor down from mine yet I hadn't seen nor had a conversation with her ever since the hospital. Lily told me she picked up some of her things and left the house. She said she was going back home as her mother wanted her back home. A friend would have called to find out about my health. A friend would have made a stop at my office since we were a few offices apart. It was almost as though she was trying to avoid me. Or perhaps I was the one trying to avoid her. Because ever since then, I made sure to avoid taking routes that would have me run into her. Even after visiting the restaurant, I got nothing to disprove that Tina tried to poison me. Well, neither did I get proof that she did it. All thanks to Jessica that ruined things. Everything was just so complicated and I knew soon enough, whether I was ready or not, I would have to have this conversation with her.Honestly, I was scared. Scared to learn that my be
KAREN'S POV “Actually…I didn't leave with Jay. I mean, we actually were together but I went to him,” I said feeling a pang of guilt. “I shouldn't have left without telling you. I'm sorry.” “Where did you go? His office?” “Yes. How did you know?” I didn't know if it was because I was having the conversation with my best friend or it was the memory of that day rearing up in my head again but my body warmed up all over again. “Well, just guessed. where else would you go to find him,” she said and looked away. Tina's words sounded a bit curt and for a moment I detected a kind of upset in her facial expression but I was too excited and barely noticed. And for real I had a lot to tell her. In fact I had been waiting to tell her this, to tell my best friend my sex escapades stories because that's what best friends do. “Yes. He was there. At first he looked nervous and girl, I'm really sorry to be saying this when you are having a rough time but I had the best time of my life! We ha
KAREN'S POV “It's not that,” he muttered and held me as I turned to walk away. “Then what is it? Are you ashamed of me? Because I don't have connections or rich friends or wealthy family and I embarrass you?”“Karen, please stop. You know I love you and every bit of you.”“Then why are you hesitant in meeting the people I love?”“You mean your best friend–”“Forget it. I have to get back to work.”He tried to hold me but I brushed off his hand and marched away feeling really stupid. Jay didn't come after me like he would do. Like I hoped he would. Like any man that loved and wanted a woman would. He allowed me to walk away. I didn't know which made me more upset–the fact that Jay had never asked about my family or the fact that his mood switched so quickly at the mention of having dinner with my friend. And all I could do as I sat at my desk was boil. The signs would have been there but I chose to ignore them. The big difference between me and Jay. Perhaps Jessica had been right a
WRITER’S POV Collins grumbled into the elevator headed for the down floor of Morgan's building. His eyes were strained and his face hardened. As if the workers noticed, they all kept to themselves. They knew better to avoid his temper. His forehead ached terribly and his fingers hurt. He didn't know if it was the tireless work he had done the last couple of days or the thought that his father was forcing marriage on him that caused it. He had thought about it a lot, even threw his pride aside and spoken to his father about it calmly. Yet his father wouldn't bulge. What in the world did Jay Adams say to him? Before, all he had to do was pretend to turn a new leaf, focus on work and refrain himself from smiling or allowing a woman to smile at him and his father would give in and let him be. But now he was hell bent on getting him married and not just to anyone but a bitch like Margaret. The thought of Margaret had a few bumps crept up his arms. She was very strange and smelt of not
WRITER'S POV“Hello Mrs Connie,” Jessica greeted, swaying into the office. Mrs Connie who was standing and arranging a set of files on the desk stopped and in her usual way peered at her over her glasses. For someone that hated office work, she seemed oddly excited to be back to work. “Hello, Miss Jessica Brown. I believe you don't have a job in this particular office anymore.”“Oh about that, it's not a problem. I will sort that out with J–Chairman Jay now,” Jessica said and headed for Jay's office. She could feel Ms Connie’s judgemental eyes on her all the way. Midway she stylishly tilted her head behind to catch her in the act but Mrs Connie was looking down into her computer very disinterested in anything else going on. Jessica shrugged wondering if perhaps she was the one that over-thought things. Maybe Mrs Connie didn't even give a heck about her. “Hey Jay—no, I mean–” She started on entering Jay’s office. She straightened her pose in an official and dutiful way and slightly