Chapter 57Gavin stared blankly at the contract in front of him, his mind thousands of miles away. Well, not exactly a thousand miles- more like a few hours back, to last night. He could still feel the heat of Jessie's body against his. He could hear the way she whispered his name in that half-moaning, half-pleading way.But it wasn't the passion of their lovemaking that stuck with him- it was the way she looked at him afterward. It was the change in her tone when she said, "Next time be gentle, Gavin." She was half-pleading, half-angry.Gavin sighed, leaning back in his chair. Even though he felt the pull of responsibilities at work, his mind was drowning in the pull to Jessie's warmth. She bothered him. He missed her.She was upset with him because of the way he fucked her, yet he couldn't stop himself from wanting to do it again.Gavin sighed for the umpteenth time, he wasn’t used to this feeling- this need to please someone not just because it felt good, but because he cared ab
Chapter 58Gavin’s POVYou can call it out honeymoon phase. You can call it whatever you want. I don’t care. I was on top of the world. Well, I was just on top of her. But on top of her felt like the world! And I couldn’t help the excitement. It was overwhelming. It was too much. I didn’t think it was possible. I didn’t think it was possible to be this happy. I laid beside Jessie, breathless from the marathon sex we had all day. It all started when I got back home earlier than usual. Jessie gave me a blowjob by the door, drove me to the couch and fucked me brainless. She was teaching me how to go slow. I loved it. I allowed her torture me however she wanted for the greater part of our lovemaking, and then when I noticed she was tired, I reminded her of who was in charge. “You have a great body,” I confessed, still panting. She indeed had a great body. Even right now, as she lay curled up on my shoulder, the way her body curved, like a wave, effortlessly graceful.She wa
Chapter 59 I pulled away, finally and watched her heaving, gasping for breath. I turned off the cooker, carried her as if she weighed nothing and placed her on the kitchen table. “I’m going to make you roll your eyes for me,” I whispered, as I positioned myself between her legs, trailing kisses on her neck. Jessie arched towards me, her body responding to my touches. She went to please herself, but I stopped her, locking her two hands behind. I fumbled with my pajamas and it fell, my dick now fully erected and ready for her. But she rolled her eyes at me, and lied too. I had to punish her. I positioned my erected member at her entrance(with her panties on) and began to stroke her from top to bottom, and repeat. When it seemed like she wasn’t moaning enough, I slid her panties to the side, and did same thing skin to skin. She was already wet and ready for me.I stopped at her entrance, teasing her with the head of my dick.Jessie threw her head to the back and revealing her n
Gavin’s POVAs much as I tried to convince myself that it was just a harmless couples fight, Jessie’s words haunted me. All day, every passing second.That one line bothered me. “It was just sex? Move on?”Even if it was just sex, how do you move on from something that great? Was it just me? Was she pretending? Was she fake moaning? How could she say that when she couldn’t move a finger after last night? Did she forget already? Did she “get over it”already?I could hear my inner self laugh at my contemplations. “I told you so,” he said, “It was too good to be true.”I swallowed hard. My grip tightened around the steering wheel but I couldn’t drive out of my company’s parking lot. I needed some time to process what I was feeling because I couldn’t tell if it was pain or anger. An unexpected knock on the window startled me, snapping out my thoughts abruptly. I raised my gaze to find Franklyn staring back at me.I wound down the window and he bent low, “It’s after work hours and I’m
"I won’t meet with you, Ryan" I said, disregarding the concern that tugged at my shirt."Then I'll come to you," Ryan pressed on.My gaze flicked from Franklyn in my passenger's seat to my wrist watch, it was 9 in the evening and we were both exhausted. "Whatever it is can wait till tomorrow...""It can't, we need to meet now!" Ryan bellowed, his tone mingled with both urgency and entitlement. I’ve heard this time before. Scratch that, I’ve heard it many times. My mind flicked, wondering if this one of those times he was looking for someone to bail him out of trouble, and clean up his mess. "I need to see you, now." He insisted."You can't order me around, Ryan," I replied, trying to sound as calm as I could. “Say what you need.”“Why do you think I need something?” He snapped. I palmed my face, rubbing my temples gently. This boy would not raise my blood pressure. Not tonight, Satan.“Didn't you say we were no longer family?” I asked him. “Don’t ever think that I called you
Chapter 62My heart ached. I jolted out of bed, hurrying towards the door, but halted my steps abruptly when I heard the faint sound of a door slamming shut. A painful scoff escaped my lips. “He is sleeping in another room?” I returned to bed, my aching heart replaced with anger. A frown wrinkled my brows, a mix of anger and worry swirled inside but ultimately, exhaustion crept in, lulling me to bed.THE NEXT MORNINGMy alarm blared noisily startling me awake. I groaned as my hands tapered around, searching for the device so I can slam it into the wall.At the same time, the door creaked open. I perceived him before I saw him. His fragrance filled the room. That intoxicating scent of oud and flowers. I blinked my eyes open, involuntarily looking for him. Our gazes locked, my heart racing. The room tapered with tension, drowning out my thoughts. I couldn’t seem to find the words to say I’m sorry. Neither did he. But then again, he wasn’t on the wrong this time. Gavin looked
I was supposed to be furious with him, but instead I found myself surrendering, getting smaller under his towering frame.Gavin took a step forward, and I instinctively backed away, shifting to the side to let him pass, but he wasn’t letting me go. He shot out his arm, and pulled me in by the waist.I squirmed in his arms, struggling to be free, but he firmed his grip."Let go, Gavin," I said, my voice barely audible. “You found me babygirl, where do you think you are going?” He replied, his voice low and husky. With one look, his eyes swept over my body.Before I could even think of a response, he crashed his lips on mine— hungry, possessive. My instincts screamed at me to push him away, to confront him about the shirt in his closet, but his grip was unrelenting.My body betrayed me. It betrayed every sense in meIt wasn’t just his hold on me, it was the force of his desire, the heat that came with our lips touching.I melted into him, letting myself fall deeper into the kiss. M
Gavin’s POVDid you know that lipstick stains are one of the hardest stains to remove? I didn’t know until it happened to me. That b**ch! I cursed under my breath. Franklyn and I had been going to the bar after work every evening. You could say we were both nursing our heartbreaks. On one of those evenings, he suggested that we…That was a lie. It was my idea to get laid at the club. “I… I need to know,” Jessie whispered, her voice barely audible. “Who was she?”“It was nothing, Jess. I didn’t… I couldn’t go through with it.” Without a word, Jess sat upright, looking for her clothes on the bed. “Don’t leave yet,” I said softly, “Hear me out, I didn’t do it, Jess.”“But you tried!” Jess retorted, hurt evident in her voice. “Because I thought I could forget you…”“That doesn’t flatter me Gavin.”“It wasn’t flattering to be told that I was nothing but sex,”“I didn’t mean it!” Jess retorted, her voice rising. “Couples fight, and they say things they don’t mean. They say meaner t
While Jessie gripped the bedsheets, biting into her pillow to keep her sobs from reaching her mom, Gavin was laying watch on his phone. As usual, Viktor was an excellent executor, the news had blown up as he expected.He had set the internet ablaze for the third time this year, not that he enjoyed being on the news but some things cannot be avoided especially if the public made it a point to be interested in your life.On the Sunday morning when the news had blown up, Gavin stood a few feet from his laptop on the table with a cup of black coffee in hand, his gaze unwavering on the screen.With each passing second, he watched the article explode, stirring the internet awake.On the left hand side, his phone was buzzing with calls and messages too many to reply, not that he was interested in any of them. Franklyn barged into the room, the disapproval in his expression met with Gavin's darkened eyes, and for a moment none of them spoke to the other. Tensed silence settled over the roo
Chapter 75Gavin leaned against the kitchen counter, staring blankly at the black coffee in front of him. It was his only food for the last few days. Black coffee to keep awake, hot whiskey to keep his mind from Jessie. The closer he came to finding Remi Martin’s associate, the more tricky the case became. The events of the late fee days replayed in his mind, a relentless loop of anger and frustration. After waiting for five days (which seemed like forever to him) Gavin came up with an idea. If someone was really out to get his wife, then he had to fish him out, and what better was there to bait a fish than to use the very thing the fish wanted.What he wasn’t aware of was how deeply hurt he had made the bait. What he didn’t know was how devastated he had left the bait.The door creaked open and Franklyn walked in, his face almost scrunched up in tears. Gavin paused, observing his demeanor. “What happened?”“That was unnecessary!” Franklyn yelled, “Why do we have to do it this w
Gavin arrived his safe house at mid day. The house was filled with cobwebs mirroring how long it had been since he last stepped foot there. For a brief moment, he had thought his life had become stable, how wrong he was.He dropped his last luggage in the one room apartment and slumped into the dusty couch. For some reason, his head was about to explode from thinking about Jessie. He knew that leaving her behind was a risky, reckless decision, but it was for the best. Or so he wanted to believe. He thought that clinging onto Jessie was going to expose her to more danger, but if he quickly discarded her, he figured, no, hoped— he hoped that if he discarded her, they would ask him for something else. Never in his life had he ever attacked a problem without waiting it out for a few days. So his first plan here was to wait… but other than that, he came here to quietly investigate which of Remi Martin’s associates wanted his wife.And so, work began.The week passed by in such a blur
Jessie stood outside the gate of her mother’s house (well, technically her house because she bought it.) She never thought she’d see the day when going home felt so difficult. She in fact bought this house because she was so eager to leave Gavin. Funny how life can deceive us.A sad smile crossed her face as she thought about that day, not too long ago. Falling for Gavin had happened so suddenly, in a way she never expected. Maybe she had always loved him, or maybe it wasn’t love. Maybe it was pity, maybe it was guilt. Whatever it was, she always found herself wondering how he was doing. Whenever his name popped up in the news, she always found herself rooting for him. Maybe it was retribution. Maybe it wasn’t. But now that they had confirmed their feelings for each other, was that what he expected of her? To stand by and watch him suffer from a distance. Gavin had once mentioned that he fancied her from their first night together, but didn’t ever act on it to protect her from
Gavin had faced many oppositions in his life and every time he conquered. One time he was cursed with a hateful accountant, and that year his finances were in shambles, still he didn’t fall. The other time, he had to navigate a hostile takeover attempt by a rival company. Everyone told him he would lose it all— his business, his wealth. Even Aunt Meryl out of empathy, started cleaning his old room in the family house. Yet, despite the odds, Gavin came out successful. Despite knowing all these, despite being the same Gavin who went all in, and came out victorious. This time felt different. Like he wouldn’t survive it this time.In moments like this, normal people had the encouraging words of a friend or loved one ringing in their minds. But what did Gavin have? What played in his mind? The cruel voice of Candace Remington, telling him: “The Devil of Darion Town has something to protect, which also means he has something to lose… something that can be taken.”Painfully, she was
Chapter 71Gavin clenched his fist so tight his fingers dig into his palms. He was one breath away from punching this damn Don Corleone wannabe in the face. How dare he? But something held him back— it wasn’t fear. It was actually discipline. Jessie had once told him that violence never solved anything. Even if he was boiling inside, Gavin released a deep breath, his eyes spoke volumes but he held back. “Who is this your good friend?” He asked, his voice hoarse.“I can’t say,” Remi Martin replied, “But I can assure you, your wife will be safe.”The more Gavin tried to understand this, the harder it was for him. Was this man suggesting that he gave out his wife to service another man for the night? Is that what he was insinuating?“Unfortunately,” he said barely restraining him himself, “I don’t share, Remi.“ Remi Martin smiled a sly smile, nodding his head in agreement. “No man wants to share his wife, Mr. Pierre, I agree. I’ll go talk to my friend one more time. Like I told yo
Chapter 70Gavin’s phone rang about a thousand times that morning. There were calls coming from left and right. Franklyn must have called a hundred times. Yet there was no answer. He was cuddled up in bed on a Monday morning, enjoying the close warmth of his wife.Jessie woke up first, feeling the sun rays warm up her face. She blinked her eyes open, her lips curved into a small smile as she took in her husband’s breath. Gavin woke up at the same time, the sun rays sting his eyes, but it was nothing compared to what he was going to feel later in the day. “Morning baby,” he mumbled, pulling Jessie closer. Meanwhile, pacing the gates of his company were his staffs, including Franklyn. “Oh for fuck sakes, man!” He cried, frustrated by how many times he had to call one person. Finally, after what felt like an eternity. Gavin finally came to the phone, his voice a sharp contrast to the chaos in his company.“You can’t possibly still be in bed with what’s going on man!” Franklyn’
Chapter 69“Oh god, oh god, oh god!” Jessie exclaimed, exasperated. That wasn’t how she wanted this play out. That wasn’t how it played in her mind. When she retorted, “I can’t be pregnant! We’re not really married…”Instead of going to see a doctor. “For what?!” She fumed.She was expecting him to insist on children, on marrying her.Jessie paused, “Was I a bit too much with the drama?” She slumped to the bed, holding her head in her hand. After a long moment of staring at the ceiling, Jessie let out a deep sigh and pushed herself off the bed. She felt silly now, having built up the situation in her head only for it to backfire. It was just like Gavin to throw her off balance but really, he had led her on into thinking he wanted children. She went to the bathroom and freshened up, splashing cold water on her face to clear her thoughts. Then she took some time to wash her body. She felt all kinds of sore down there. Gavin had wrecked her yet she smiled to herself, wanting not
Chapter 68It was impossible, right? That his condition could be contagious. This nasty side of Jessie. He loved it, yet it scared him. But his silence had lasted for too long. His thoughts were written on his face, replacing the satisfaction that should have been there in stead. “You… what’s wrong?” She asked, affected by his face. Gavin snapped off his thoughts, forcing a smile. “I loved it,” he said, sounding as casual as he could mutter. Jessie’s smile returned. “My turn?” She beamed, half-asking, half-expecting. Gavin scoffed, “Your turn?”“Sure,” he said, “If that’s what you want.”Jessie’s eyes sparkled, glinting with both anticipation and excitement for what was to come. Gavin grabbed her by the neck pulling her closer. He kissed her, tasting the after taste of his cum in her mouth. His kiss lingered, her lips were wet and soft, he bit it and she gasped. Sliding in his tongue, he dominated her mouth with his kiss. His hand found her breast, fondling and caressing