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
KAREN'S POV Arriving at Denva after one month of being away felt like I had been away for so long. Like I was stepping in a new place. Maybe it was just that part of me that was feeling a bit refreshed. I got out of the long bus dragging my echolac along. One of the things I wanted to do the moment I returned to Denva was visit Jessica. Glad she was being punished for her crimes. I also heard about Collins Morgan. Maybe at one point, I thought he was cute but not until I learned the other side of him. After I read the things he did to women, I could never see him in a pure light again. He was in jail too. He got what he deserved. As I sat in the visitor seat waiting for them to bring Jessica out, I imagined me being the one on the other side. I mean, it was almost me if not for Tina “I didn't expect to see you here. What is it?” Jessica slurred as she settled down. “Me neither.”“So? Are you here to gloat?”“Why did you do it?”“Why I did it? Because I hate it when bitches like
A MONTH LATERJay pulled up in the empty space of Anderson ‘s front yard which had turned to become his personal parking space in the last month. He had just opened the car door to step down when the frontage of the house opened and both Lily and Mr Anderson poked their heads out. He didn't need them to speak to see the magnitude of disappointment in their eyes. Of course he knew they would rather have Karen be the one appearing in front of the house and not him. And he also knew they always ran out to check each time a car pulled up in front of the house in the hope that it was Karen. They might likely not know because he never showed it but he missed her more than he could describe. He sighed and his teeth grinded in his mouth as he finally stepped down. “Hello, Mr Anderson,” he greeted wearing the smile he had learned to wear in the last month. Mr Anderson, like he always had done, took his hand into a firm shake and welcomed him inside. Mr Anderson offered him his usual kol
WRITER'S POV“You…how…what are you doing here?” Margaret waved a hand as she walked in majestically. “Hello fiancé.” Collins gaped in shock. slowly everything began to make sense. “What did you do to me?” He snarled. “Oh, come on, shouldn’t you say Hi to your fiance first?”“What did you fuvking do to me!”Detective Defoe ordered that Zach and Hunter be taken away from the room leaving only Collins and Margaret. Collins was still clenching and fuming. “You have been spiking my drinks…you are the cause of all this…”“Like how you and your friends have been doing to those innocent girls? Oh, common' you don't think I can stoop to that level now do you.”No matter how much Collins reasoned it, there was no other explanation as to how drugs were detected in his blood. Either detective Defoe tampered with the original results or it was the devil before him. “What exactly did I do to you? Why are you out to get me? Why! Why! No matter how I think about it, I have not offended you in any
WRITER'S POV Jay spoke to the lawyer in charge of Karen's case. What the lawyer told him worried him. Karen risked being detained in the holding cell after twenty four hours. He had already hired a private investigator to investigate the case. His eyes appeared weary. He had not had a moment of rest ever since Karen was taken in. Adams group needed him but Karen needed him too. Against Hugo's wishes, he had opted to stay back in the police station while he let him hold the forte back at the company. Even though Karen sent him away, he had refused to leave. He knew she was upset at him and he completely understood. All he wanted more than anything was to get her out of here. Later he spoke to the officer to let him speak to Karen again. To his relief, Karen permitted. “I spoke to your lawyer,” he said when they were given privacy. “What did he say?”“It's more difficult than we thought. The hitman maintains you sent him. We need solid evidence to disprove his claim and I asked t
WRITER'S POV “Your hands at the back of your head!”Zach's gleeful laughter was booming in the room when the door burst open and a team of policemen barged in. Instantly it seized. Pistols aimed at their faces.Alarmed, Collins sat up. Hunter and Zach frightfully pushed away the girl who looked half dead from the drugs she had been made to shove down. “Who called the cops?” Collins gritted, shooting glares at Zach and Hunter. “We should be asking you that!” Zach slammed back.“Your hands at the back of your head!” The officer repeated his warning. Collins could feel his shirt soak with sudden perspiration as he looked around in utmost disbelief and fear inside. He had been arrested for a lot of things but had never been caught right in the act and why in this place of all places. “Shit!”Detective Defoe stepped forward, a victorious smirk lingering in his lip. “Is there a need for us to read your Miranda rights…this wouldn't be your first rodeo,” he said and pressed the cuff firml
WRITER'S POV A FEW HOURS AGO BEFORE KAREN'S ARREST “What!” Jessica's yelp and her palm finding Craig's face happened in quick succession. “Say it again. What did you just say?”Craig’s jaw grinded. It pained him how he had been foolish to want to accept the challenge of tolerating a spoiled brat. Now he was too deep into the shit to take a step back. “It was Miss Tina that was shot. The hit man mistook her for miss Karen as she saw her coming out of Miss Karen's house.”“Simple job! Just a simple thing to do. Useless people! Can't get anything done right.” Then she spun at Craig, “You brought that idiot to me. You told me he was skilled. What happened? He couldn't take care of one person, just one person! He has been caught and he shot the wrong person. Who did you fuvking bring to me!”She stalked to the wine rack to grab a drink, each step she took fueled by barely contained fury. She had to do something before the man said a word to the police. She had to do something. She had
KAREN'S POV From learning that my friend got shot to hearing the worst news of my life. My friend of many years had wanted me dead because she wanted my man. I couldn't move in my seat. I couldn't, even if I wanted to. I shut my eyes hoping to wake up and find out that everything was all a nightmare until I felt my hand being grabbed and the cold metals clasping my wrist. Maybe it was because I was already numb of any feelings at all that I didn’t feel a pain as the thing locked my arms together. As I was being cuffed, I heard Jay try to speak to one of the officers. Didn't make out his exact words nor the officer’s response but soon they started to take me away. Down the hallway, the pitiful and judgemental gazes of people washed me head to toes. I followed humbly as they led me outside. “I'm coming to the station with her,” I heard Jay say to the officers as they pushed me into the hilux. “No. You don't need to. Officers let's go,” I refused. The last thing I wanted was to wa
WRITER'S POV“What’s wrong?”Jay asked frozen Karen. Karen didn't move. Her hand dropped lifelessly beside her. Every bit of colour was drained from her face as she struggled to process what she had just heard.“I’m sorry, but I have to leave now,” she mumbled absentmindedly and her legs broke into a run. “Wait, Karen!” Jay rushed and grabbed her arm.“You are going the wrong way,” he said. Karen looked and saw she was heading towards the back of the building. She let out a shuddering breath. “I have to go…”“Please, tell me. What's wrong?” Jay demanded softly. “Tina was shot in front of my house,” Karen murmured. “Shot? How…”“I need to leave now. I need to go to her…Tina needs me…” Maybe this was the answer she needed. Tina was more than a best friend. She was her family and she would not have to be made to either choose her or not in order to be with a man. If there was one person who had always been by her side and she would never want to lose, it was Tina. “Jay, about what y
KAREN'S POV It was one of the fewest times I ever wished twenty four hours didn't have to end so quickly. After the exhilarating night, it would have been exhausting if I had to wake up early the next day for work or anything at all. It was already mid day by the time my eyes saw daylight. It was the warm light rays that woke me up. The window, although still closed, allowed a generous trail of sun rays trickling inside. Jay was nowhere to be found. Thinking he would be somewhere in the suite, I called out to him but no response.Something in me kicked. I had seen a similar scenario. Like those times when a man brought his lover for a vacation only for the woman to learn it was actually supposed to be their last time together. Stepping outside the suite and I was welcomed by the workers going about their duties with the nice smell of food and fresheners. I walked up to one of them. “Hello. Excuse me…have you seen a man…”“Yes. He is somewhere around. How about you sit in the wa