JENNA Excitement unlike anything I have ever felt courses through me. I cannot put the feeling into words, my heart is beating really wildly in my chest and my face is split on a grin. I hail a cab and jump into it, telling the driver to take me straight to Nathan's place. I can't wait to share the news with him. Since after our engagement a few weeks ago, I've been constantly riddled with good news. By the time I make it to his apartment, my cheeks are hurting from smiling too much. I pay the cab driver and hurry up into the building. I press the button to the elevator, but am too impatient to wait when it reads that it's currently occupied; so I race up the stairs, passing by a few surprised faces as I move with reckless speed. I knock on the door of the apartment, but get no response. "Weird. I thought he said he got the day off today?" I mumble to myself. I pull the spare key out of my purse and put it into the keyhole, then push the door open. I look around the living room
JENNA His lips latch onto mine again as soon as he kicks the door to the room shut. A moan works its way out of me, my body growing warmer and warmer as he takes control of the kiss. I've been kissed before, but never like this. It feels like he's trying to own my soul, like he's drinking in the very essence of my being, gulping down the intimacy of my insides. I fully relinquish control to him, high on the loads of alcohol I'd digested earlier, and the way his tongue teases mine in a sexy dance. He pushes me against the door, his lips trailing down my chin to my neck and down to the exposed cleavage hanging outside my neckline. Another breathy sound travels out of me and I shudder with the intensity of the moment. I definitely made the right choice. This man is well aware of his place in the bedroom. Guilt tries to choke me at the thought of giving my virginity on a platter to a virtual stranger, but I shove it back down, suffocating it in the water of hurt that came with Nathan
JENNA I finally make it to the office building, already late by almost thirty minutes. I had to go home and change into clothes that were actually work appropriate. I couldn't show up to my first day of work looking like an underpaid stripper. My head is low as I walk into the building, but I find that it is milling with tons of people, all of them too busy to pay attention to the late intern. "Who are you?" An order lady calls from her place behind the computer. I snap my head in her direction. I had forgotten that this was the reception and that I had to actually check in. I was just lost in the sheer grandness of this place. "I'm Jenna," I introduce myself, making my way over to the counter behind which she's sitting. "Jenna Ross. New intern." "Intern?" She looks me up and down. "In what department?" "Marketing and Advertising." She turns her attention back to the computer in front of her and goes to work searching me out. She finally raises her eyes back up to my face.
JENNA I take his hand, and introduce myself. "I'm Jenna. Jenna Ross." He smiles. "You're an intern?" I nod eagerly. "Yes, I am. I major in marketing in the university and I applied here for my internship. I was so surprised to find out that I was accepted." "Your grades must have been impeccable if you were selected. I'm impressed." I blush at his words. "Thank you. I guess I do put in a lot of effort for school and stuff." "Get back to work. Come to my office during lunch hour." He doesn't wait for me to say anything else before he turns around and walks away. I get through the hours until lunch break feeling relatively worse than I had after I first met Eva. Almost everyone was giving me the stink eye. Apparently they blame me for Eva's being let off. I try to shake off the feeling of dejection as I make my way up to the office of Mr. Evans. I can't help but wonder why he suddenly wants to meet with me during lunch hour. By the time I make it to the door, it swings
JENNAI can't get the thought of that God-awful meeting out of my head as the cab rolls down the streets towards my parents' mansion.My first day at work couldn't have gone any more badly. I think back to the incident with Eva and then the forced kiss with Mr. Evans and my body gives an involuntary shudder. Gross."We're here ma'am." The cab driver's voice cuts through the fog in my mind and I shake my head.Good thing my car was off the road, else I would have gotten into an accident with how lost I've been all day. I thank the driver, hand him a few bills and get out of the vehicle.I wipe my sweaty palms down my pants and walk up the lengthy driveway that leads to out house. Dad is relatively successful, with a flourish company of his own and a chain of businesses that put him as one of the billionaires in the city, I can't say that I am lacking in the way of finance. But I need to get a headstart on my life without leaning on him all the time, hence my decision to apply it work f
DYLANDespite the pleas raging in my skull and begging for me to stop, I refuse to let go of Jenna. My shock had been too many levels too high after Ethan introduced her as his daughter, and now, having her stand so close to me is doing so many things to my head.My hand goes around her waist, and I drop my head down to graze my lips against her ear. She shivers at the words that leave my mouth, but that's the least one of our problems. "I thought I heard your voice. What the hell is going on here?"I refrain from dropping my hand too quickly from her daughter's back. Instead, I raise my eyes to hers and flash a dazzling smile. "Dian, I didn't think you would still be up." I let my fingers relax and push Jenna softly away from myself. "Is your daughter always so clumsy? Or is it just an effect of being new to the working class?" I tease.Ethan's wife, Dian, smiles and visibly relaxes. "I guess she's so young and used to being fended for that she has a hard time getting used to the wo
JENNAI don't think the term ‘stressed out’ even begins to cover the level of exhaustion that's floating in my bloodstream. My body is moving on autopilot, my legs carrying themselves slowly over the expanse of the office floors as I moved from one task to another.The sound over the intercom forces a shock out of me, and I barely manage to fight back my groan."Ms. Ross, report to my office immediately."Mr. Evans has had a vendetta against me ever since I turned him down at the bar he took me to last week and it was all I could do to not hide in a hole instead of showing up to work everyday.I dropped off the documents I was supposed to deliver to my supervisor in the marketing department, Mr. Jackson, on my desk and head straight for the elevator with a weary sigh.By the time I got to his office, my nerves were all over the place, but I put on a mask of utter composure. My knuckles connected with the hard frame of the door in a knock."Come in." His deep voice carries over to me
JENNA Maybe I was angry when I shoved the door open and stepped in, but not anymore. Now I am simply amused. Both blonde women are staying at me with shocked expressions and their mouths shaped similar to that of a goldfish. I flash them a cheery smile. "Oh, don't stop on my account. I'm just here to grab a bottle of water, nothing more." The taller blonde, in a green blouse and black pants, tips her chin in a posture that should be defiant but really is just an attempt to save herself the embarrassment of being caught in the middle of a gossip. "Then grab the water and leave. Or what? Do you have bigger plans? Like getting us fired for example?" "How would I possibly be able to get you fired? Do tell. Last I checked, I am a mere intern. Or did I get promoted withiut my knowledge?" I ask with the most serious expression I can muster. The same blonde gives me a smile that is anything but friendly. "You know exactly it is that you've you've able to manage our forced retirement. Don
I would go through everything in this world to get a fee of those good moments with Danil again. The moments when he held me in his arms and whispered comforting reassurances to me, the moments when he was both a friend and leader. So scary and capable and..."How much of a masochist am I?" I grumble out loud, my voice sounding tired and angry all at once."You love him, that doesn't make you a masochist." Hannah walks into the kitchen with a tray in hand and a look of understanding on her face."He doesnt deserve my love. He is a traitorous bastard." My declaration has another slice of red hot pain racing along my spine."You don't know that for sure, Xhelixia. For all we know he is just as much a victim as you are.""I saw them." I close my eyes against the tears that are already threatening to make an appearance, the visual of Danil smiling up at Hera flashing before my mind's eye. "I saw it all myself."Hannah walks over to me after putting the tray down on the counter top, then t
I would go through everything in this world to get a fee of those good moments with Danil again. The moments when he held me in his arms and whispered comforting reassurances to me, the moments when he was both a friend and leader. So scary and capable and..."How much of a masochist am I?" I grumble out loud, my voice sounding tired and angry all at once."You love him, that doesn't make you a masochist." Hannah walks into the kitchen with a tray in hand and a look of understanding on her face."He doesnt deserve my love. He is a traitorous bastard." My declaration has another slice of red hot pain racing along my spine."You don't know that for sure, Xhelixia. For all we know he is just as much a victim as you are.""I saw them." I close my eyes against the tears that are already threatening to make an appearance, the visual of Danil smiling up at Hera flashing before my mind's eye. "I saw it all myself."Hannah walks over to me after putting the tray down on the counter top, then t
DYLAN "How did it go with Mr. Drako?" Dominika asks over the phone. She has been calling me non-stop for the last 3 days, and I would be a liar if I said it didn't bother me to no end that she was constantly on my case. "I don't see how that's any of your business." My tone is curt and filled with disinterest. "But more importantly, how did you know I had a run- in with Drako?" She laughs softly. "Oh for the love of God, Dylan. I know about everything that's going on there in New York. Don't insult me." "You can only have information like that if you've been conversing with Donald. And for his sake, I hope he has not been feeding you sensitive information like that." "You offend me, Dylan. Why do you choose to treat me like a common stranger after everything we've been through?" Her tone is infused with hurt. "Whatever we shared is over now, Dominika." "You never believed I had nothing to do with your family's disappearance, did you?" She sighs into the phone. "I swear
RYEI smiled as the first rays of sunlight kissed my eyes this morning, stretching, with them still shut, against my pillow.It's been years since I've had such decent sleep. And I have the fiery silver head that spent the night curled up against me like a koala to thank for getting it last night. Sure, she had snuck out this morning - if you can even call it that - at the first crack of dawn; smelling a lot like fear and regret.There is something ridiculously special about that girl, and I have every intention if finding it out. I definitely do feel a tinge of regret for taking her virginity in that way, but it couldn't be helped. I didn't want her tied to me in ways that would restrict her freedom.My lounging is interrupted by the shrill ringing of my phone, and I groan. Who could it be this early in the morning?I roll over to grab the phone from the nightstand. "Father?""Lyrik. What the hell are you doing?" He thinders from the other end of the line."What do you think? I was
JENNA"Today has been too many forms of annoying. I don't think I can take any more of the weekend." I complain into my phone, drowning Kim in my sorrows.I would totally call Jenny right now, but I don't think I can just call on her with all of my baggage after months of barely there contact.Her laughter travels into my ears, pissing me off with its sweetness. "What's so wrong with the weekend? I thought we all wanted to have the time to chill out after a stressful week?"A groan slips past my throat. "You know what I'm talking about, Kim.""What the fuck is so wrong with having some time to chill? You need the rest more than anyone else.""But...""But what?" She counters then heaves a huge sigh, probably exhausted with my whining already. "Look, Jenna, you need to get your shit together. Why haven't you told him about it yet?""Eva showed up.""I'm sorry, what?!" She yells into the receiver. "You know what? Hold on, this is not a phone conversation."With that the call cuts off. F
DYLAN"Fuck." Jenna's soft mutter carries a lot of emotion, enough that I don't have to wonder if something is wrong. It most definitely is.I turn around to face the woman standing behind me. It was her voice and interruption that caused Jenna to freeze anyway."Can I help you?" I ask the definitely unfamiliar face.She looks down at me, dragging her attention away from Jenna, who looks positively unimpressed. "I'm sorry to barge in on you this way, Sir. But..." she pauses, her eyes wide and her mouth the shape of an o. "You are Dylan Carlson, the owner of Carlson's Inc. and our boss.""I don't see how you can call him your boss when you no longer work for the company." Jenna speaks up at the same time that I go..."In what department do you work?"She completely ignores Jenna and her question, choosing instead to bask me in all of her very unwanted attention. "I used to work for the marketing department, but I was unjustly laid off a few weeks ago, and I wondered why." Her gaze dar
JENNAEverything is wrong. Every single fucking thing is wrong."You need to calm down, Jenna. The baby would appreciate you for it." Kim's voice is the usual mask of intense calm that I envy.My head swivels in her direction and I fix her a glare. "The baby is exactly what the problem is, Kim. I don't know the first thing about being a mother and I am fucking pregnant.""Yeah, you are. I don't see what the issue is." She looks at me like I've gone insane and it just makes my blood boil.I throw my hands up in exasperation. "I am pregnant, Kim." My voice wobbles a bit.She rolls her eyes. "So you've said the last I don't know... million times? I don't see what's so wrong with being pregnant." Her hand moves over her body in a dramatic way. "I am a single mother, remember? Not the end of the world.""You know who the father of this baby is.""Dylan Carlson. Your boss and ex-lover. Yeah?""How the hell am I supposed to be fine when I'm carrying a child for my own boss?"She gets out of
Yesterday wasn't so bad. I mean it could have been so much worse, I can still remember the amount of embarrassment I was flooded with when Cat decided to rip my clothes to shreds, but then Rye had swooped in and saved the day; and that kiss at my dorm door? Boy! That kiss was heaven."What are you blushing about?" Diana comments from beside me, causing me to jolt back into the here and now.I smiled sheepishly at her. "Nothing. I was just lost in thought.""You never did tell me why it was that you left school before closing hours." She eyed me closely.My butt squirmed on the stool I was perched on as we had breakfast before heading for school. I think about all the different things I've had to live through this week, and it's only Thursday. "I ran into some trouble after P.E and I had to come back home." I lied through my teeth.Diana's face pulls into a grimace and she smiles at me. "Yikes. Only you would have such badluck to have your period immediately after your one night of fu
Anger takes over her features, and she glares at me. "What the hell is wrong with you? What gives you the right to speak to me that way?""I don't like to repeat myself, Jenna..."She cuts me off arrogantly. "That's just so sad, Dylan. Or is it Mr. Carlson? I would like to know which one I am talking to right now."My eyes burn into hers and it takes all of my self control to not bend her over my thighs and spank the fuck out of her."Jenna..."She cuts me off again. "I don't know what it is that is wrong with you, but it gives you no right to talk to me this way.""You ignored my texts." I state in a matter of fact tone.A single brow archs on her face and she rolls her eyes. "You were rude there too. And what are you? Thirteen?"She finally moves closer and takes a seat on one of the seats opposite mine. "What do you want?""Your mom's been calling me. Did you say anything to her about the incident?"Her head bobs in a nod. "Yeah, and I pled with her to keep it from Dad till I retur