While she was still trying to dress up, Nate and his men grabbed her hands and threw her into the dark room. Luckily she was able to pick up her torn shirt and brassiere before being carried out of the living room. The moment she got inside the dark room, she heard the other girls murmuring among themselves and wondered if they were talking about her. "Hi guys, I'm Jessica. Sorry for whatever happened out there" Jessica said, while trying to put on her torn shirt.She paused for a while, wondering why she was actually apologizing to them like it was her fault. However, neither of the girls replied; she had to mind her business till they were ready to speak, while she figured out her escape plan. She was about dozing off when George last words before leaving, suddenly flashed in her head and she quickly asked "Who is Italian here?" Jessica rose up for a few minutes, waiting for a response but nobody did. Since nobody responded, she laid back on the floor, closing her two eyes ti
Jessica was confused, did this strange face just say "you again?" While she was being brought out of the vehicle, she kept on staring at the guy who talked, trying to recall where and when she had seen him, but her head was completely blank about his identity. Instantly, she concluded that she haven't met him, maybe he has, but where? If only her mouth wasn't stacked with cloth, she would definitely ask him. For the first time, she looked around the environment, observing the beautiful flowers, the cars parked and the security guards standing in every corner looking all fierce. For the building, which appeared to be a two story building, she could tell that it wasn't an apartment. It seemed to be more like an office place. She was going to find out in a few seconds, but Instead of taking her into the building she was seeing, they diverted and passed a narrow corner until they finally stopped in front a giant iron door. Jessica was curious to know what was behind the huge door s
"Sorry to disturb you sir, what I want to say isn't important. I will just come back." Joe managed to say and quickly shut the door without waiting for Jayden's instruction. The moment he shut the door, he thought he heard his boss say something, but out of fear,he didn't bother to open the door and just left. If only Jayden allowed him to speak, he would have told him about the girl they saved a few days ago.Back at the cell, the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating, devoid of freshness and vitality, which gave Jessica a feeling of repulse and she couldn't wait to be out.It was late in the night and she couldn't sleep as mosquitoes wouldn't stop singing in her ears and also sucking her blood. The concrete beneath her, felt like a stab of an ice which made her shiver continuously. The others however seemed to be sleeping comfortably; they were used to it. Except the snoring of people, sounds of bird chipping, she couldn't hear anything else.After a while, she saw a flash of
Jessica didn't know when the man finished, as she was in another words, envisioning how she was going to work as a stripper for the rest of her life.She is definitely not going to survive.The girls, who were to be killed began to weep bitterly begging for their life to be spared. Their pleading however fell on the deaf ears of the hefty guards who dragged them out like animals. Others, who have been assigned to be maids, followed an elderly woman in her late fifties into the building facing them.Although, that wasn't were they would be working; they still had a long way to go. Inside there, the elderly woman, Mrs. Dave would pair them into three, as there are different houses which they would be working in.While Lilian was leaving, she tried getting Jessica's attention, but the poor thing was still in shock, standing motionlessly with her mouth agape. Jessica was completely lost in her thoughts and unaware of her surroundings. Sadly, Lilian had to leave without a goodbye to her f
"Jayden stop!" Ivy ordered in anger refusing to listen to his wife and she kept on yelling at him as he hurried down the stairs."Don't push me Ivy, we can talk about this when I get back." He tried as much as he could not to increase the tone of his voice or get angry.Ivy was bothered about the fact that, for some time her husband, Jayden, has been refusing to have sex with her, failing to perform his marital duties. The pressure on her to bear Jayden a child was frustrating. Her dad had strictly instructed her to do everything possible in order to get pregnant this year.She had been married to him for over two years and he badly have sex with her and even when he does, he was either drunk or would request that they use protection."You promised me Jayden, you said this morning or have you forgotten?" Ivy shouted."Can you just get back inside and stop embarrassing yourself ugh? I am in a hurry right now." Jayden stopped at the entrance of the door, with his hands placed on the
Jayden turned his head around to look at the person speaking. He could see the fake wide smile relaxing on her face as she approached him.Nothing about her had changed; her height, face, body size, hair colour, everything was still the same. "I can see you are back, why did you leave France?" He asked Eva, who only responded with a smile as she glued her eyes on his face, giving Jayden a weird feeling.He looked around properly to make sure this wasn't a trap to catch him. He also wanted to be sure that no one was around them, asides his driver who was in the car. When he was eventually convinced, he turned to face her again."I can see you don't still trust people or it is just me?" Eva asked him fidgeting with the tip of her cloth."How do I trust some who accused me of killing my step-mom?" "Your step mom? When she was alive, you never considered her your mother, now you call her your step mom?" Eva said laughing profusely like he just cracked a joke, but Jayden did nothing oth
"What the heck am I doing?" George asked himself the moment he drove into Jayden's club.He remained in his car as he tried to act properly before Jayden's; he couldn't allow him see his fears. Any slight mistake he makes might send him to his grave and he needed to be extremely careful even in his words and action. George had been in his car for a few minutes, his two hands rested on the steering and he constantly tapped it with the tip of his finger.He was having an argument with mind as lot of thoughts kept on flashing in his head. At the point the only way to avoid Jayden's wrath is to forget about Jessica, but it was difficult. "Why did this fools make such a silly mistake?" He yelled in anger, hitting the steering forcefully.After much contemplating, he decided to forget about getting Jessica back and save his life instead. Just as he was about to start the car engine, he took a quick glance towards the entrance of the club and his eyes caught a familiar figure.She wasn't
Jessica stood still, feigning not to have heard him. She placed her hands on the pole, staring at it like someone who had no knowledge or understanding on what to do. There was an obvious look of confusion, clearly written all over her face. Everyone in the room could see how her hands shook constantly, which only infuriated Emy while the other girls chuckled in mockery.Jayden found himself drooling over sexy body but tried to hide it, especially from George. He couldn't deny the fact that, she was indeed wonderfully made; someone every man would love to take to their bed. His eyes were fixed on her body, running from her laps until he finally got to her face and stopped.Now, he clearly understands why George wanted her back.When Jessica saw Jayden rise up from his chair, her heart skipped and she didn't realize when she began to move backwards. A surge of heat burned through her throat as she bit the bottom of her lips while folding her fist firmly.With his eyebrows furrowed