Jane's p o v " I'm certain El jefe has informed you of the party incoming. " Emily asked while making my bed. " No. He didn't inform me. " " You'll be prepared " She says at once and walks to my wardrobe. As she stretches up the closet, her arms are straight and I can see red marks all over them. As she walks forward, I wonder? What had they done to her? " Emily ... " She turned, holding the clothes in her hand as she heads towards the bed. " It's an official ball and would be holding in a few days. " She pretended not to hear me. " You might be meeting a lot of people which you don't like. " She bends beside me and I see the pink mark on one of her wrists. " Emily! " I screamed and she looked up at me finally. " What did they do to you? " She sighs and picks the shoe, without saying anything she heads back to the wardrobe. " There are a lot more important things to discuss. Things like how you're going to present yourself during the reunion. " " I'm sorry, he had to hurt
Jane's p o v As Rivera pulled the zipper up the back of my hips, I was slowly losing my breath. I nailed a hand to the wall facing my window. " I'm not sure this would fit! " I mumbled under my breath " It's going to. You didn't get bigger in two days. Go on, Rivera. " Emily said to the designer and her hand whooshed up at once and I felt the zipper end at last." We're set for the evening then " Emily announces as I walk to the full length mirror held out by Rivera. I never really paid much attention to lush dressing. But one thing I have discovered since my coming here was that I had a likeness for fine elegant dresses. The top of the dress was plitted into two cups to cover my boobs. The folds of the material was all that hid the pointing of my nipples, then extending into thin strips that hung on my shoulders allowing the visibility of my cleavage and shoulders. I turned back to see the strips extending to the waist. My entire back was exposed to the top of my waist where the
Jane's p o v " Did I frighten you? '" He asked with his fingers still holding my zipper. Touching me hadn't been intentional, it seemed. It was just the part of his hand that he couldn't control from brushing me as his fingers pulled at my zip.I turn my head back to my front and exhale. " No. "" Don't lie. " He finishes. " I just felt it wasn'tproper for your dress to be like this. "" You have a phobia for wardrobe malfunction? "" Me? " He is rising up behind me. " Maybe not. "" First time it was my make-up and now, my dress. " I look at him as he is now beside me." I guess I just happen to be present at the wrong situations. " He shrugs and I chuckle. " I actually did that on purpose. "" Is that so? I was concerned you would consider it inappropriate for someone else to see your underwear. "How caring he was. " Actually, I thought I would be alone here so I didn't mind. "" Oh. I ... should leave then. " He is already retreating." No! " I call back. " You can stay. " I d
Jane's p o v The first set of eyes that met mine as soon as I walked in had to be no one else's. Quinn was fully erected on the podium with the microphone between his excellent grip. He had paused his speech while I slipped in wondering if anybody else noticed me. Slowly, I slithered into the crowd and found somewhere to hang. It was only then that Quinn's eyes left me and went back to his guests.But at that moment, I feel that presence behind me again. I don't bother to look back, Mario had found his way back to standing behind me. A wicked grin of satisfaction was all I gave my self. It pleased me that they had lost me for a second.I wasn't exactly following Quinn's speech but it was something about blooming business and how he cherished the people he was working with. Standing up there, all I could do was watch the man who had stolen me interact with these people who had no idea that he was an insane young man with a crazy familyHis eyes were sharp under the frown of his brow
Jane's p o v When I turned back to Papa, he had fixed his face with a smile, his thick hand outstretched to me.Emily appeared from nowhere and politely pulled the pregnant purse from my grip.I hope I didn't get this girl in more trouble. She had taken her time to inform me of the programm and still I payed no attention to the party and forgot it was time for the dance.As I strolled up the aisle with Papa's light hold around my wrist, I couldn't help but perceived the man's displeasure. The way he had said it. I hated that word as much as it sacred me. Why hadn't he just said that I forgot to follow the order of the program instead saying I failed to. It was scary coming from him. Had I embarrassed him? Who cares? I didn't fucking ask to be here!I straighten up my face as I near the space that was reserved to be the dance floor.He lowers his hand carefully on my waist, maybe he was a trying to avoid contact with my bare back. Everyone else takes their partners but Papa and I don
Jane's p o v " You look disappointed. Where you expecting someone different? "Was it obvious? I turn my face away from him as we continued dancing. " I was just disappointed the dance wasn't over cause that's what I thought. " I lied." Don't worry. I'm the last you'll be dancing with tonight. " What? His hand stretches causing me to release him. When he pulls me back, his finger spreads generously over my back, pushing my body against his chest. When he spreads his fingers on my naked back, I feel a hotness in my stomach before my body loosens forcing goosebumps over my arms. " What did you discuss with my father? " He whispers and my eyes abandon his. " Were you watching us? "" I was watching you. "" Why don't you ask him? "" I just need to be sure he wasn't threatening you. He'd likely do that a lot. "" If he was? You'd scold him? "" No. I would make sure you became good for him to see. "If he was still reading my face, he could see the disgust that flashed across it on
Jane's p o v " You're safe, Lucia. Open up. "His face seemed to match his hoarse voice. " Umm. I think you got the wrong person here. " I call out politely. I'm closing the door back only for his hand to serve as a sharp anchor that holds the door still. " Oh come on, Lucia! When did you became so playful? " His gaze captures the bathroom and he peepes inside as if he wanted to know whether I had been doing something other than peeing. Alright. Just take a deep breath. I told myself. This is just something that has to do with the girl you're acting as. Fine. I'll give him the act. I straighten up my face and step out. He looked familiar with his lips drawn up at the left side in a grin. Oh I remember him. He was the man walking into the party hall in front of me earlier. The one I had stolen the spotlight from. What was the name the MC was announcing? Martinez something. He was well built in a black buttoned shirt tucked into an even darker pair of tuxedo pants. His chest st
Jane's p o v By the time I wake up I'm feeling entirely stretched out and relieved. I rise up to a sitting position and faced the darkness in my bedroom. My eyes slowly glare over my feet and from there, I look down the bed to see that Martinez is on his knees next to the wall. His hands are bound behind him while he is stripped naked except for a pair of his under knickers. A twisted cloth was forced into his mouth and tied probably at the back of his head. And he was made to kneel on a big plastic bag that was spread on the floor.He starts grunting aloud, the moment he sees that I'm awake. I can see the traces of sweat and marks in his body; a sign that he had been beaten up.His eyes appear from under his sweaty hair that was falling over his face and I could tell he was exhausted. I am struck with fear as well as confusion. Waking up in the middle of the night to meet a man tied up in front of me in my bedroom. The same man who had been trying to harm me. How long had he been
Jane's p o v Jane's p o v I felt tense the moment I raised my head up from the table. I still had my eyes closed when I rose from the chair and turned around like a sleep walker, staggering through the space until I felt myself landing face down on the bed.I turned from one degree to another until I felt what was a little comfort. Gush. The temperature was just perfect all of a sudden. It must be passed noon already.I remember Quinn and I had been playing the game. Stupid decision I ever made was getting him to play such a game with me. And things had gotten a bit too intimate with the questions that he made me answer that one last question before we could go back to studying about Rodrig but he never looked at me the same way and I didn't feel comfortable after. It was as if he was continuously teasing me about my faked orgasms.Speaking of intimacy... I felt a little perching sensation down my legs now and I smirked with my eyes shut.But he had said the truth. My sex life was
Chapter 59 Quinn's p o v "What?" She asked with a sharp gaze. "Come on tell me." I could smell her eagerness.Did I really find any fun in playing this with her? It felt too childish for me. At least initial but then again, it was nice to see that she had fun with this. And I was sure even Lucia Gael never had the knack to pay such ridiculous games.I took this book from her a long while ago saying one of Rodrig's faithfuls had decided to write the events for hom but he had not been impressed and discarded it so it just lay there in his library. Lucia Gael knew I liked to read so she had gave me inside the box and said "knock yourself out with that crap."And I never opened it until just this week when I thought of giving it to Lucia."Well ... The first person I ever fell in love with." I rest my back casually and take a memory dive back to my past. "I was fourteen... And I was in this boarding school for boys. A Catholic school precisely so ... My dorm was pretty much the one with
Chapter 58 Jane's p o v "Are you listening to me?" Quinn asked and I jerked off from my thoughts, looking at him from the other end of the reading table. Unfortunately, I had been thinking about that day with Diego. I didn't just wrong him but I hurt him. I had tried to use him and he found out. I shut my eyes and brushed my hair back. And the fact that he had ended that conversation with. "And no. I didn't tell Quinn about it." before walking out of the room out me in more regret and shame. I sighed and nodded to Quinn with my ponytail jumping behind my head. " "As I was saying. At that time, Rodrig had ascended to ultimate power when he established his dominance in the family. After that, he continued to expand his arms and build outposts. Papa was actually his first assignee holding power in second to him. His beta in rank." "I guess papa was that close to Rodrig. That sort of thing." He shrugs and stretches his hand into the pen case and pulls out a pencil before leaning
Jane's p o v I stiffened and slowly waited watching his eyes as they began to lower slowly back to the phone. He sighed before leaning back. He had seen it hadn't he? I close my eyes and throw my face slowly to the side."You're not giving me an answer, Lucia." The roughness of his voice sends a tickle across my skin and I open my eyes at once but I still don't look up at him."Why did you send that message to him?""It's nothing. Just a greeting.""Don't lie to me.""He walked up to me at the party and seemed to have been acquainted to Lucia or something. He really wanted to have a talk to me so he handed me his address and I just messaged him." I shrugged."You just sent it to him as a form of greeting!""Yes! Obviously!""And that's why you deleted it."My lips went apart instantly but no sound could come out.I only watch as Diego makes for a stand and he sighs grumpily. "Yesterday morning, I was just going by my day when I suddenly saw this sinister message popping up but more
Jane's p o v "A book about Rodrig?" I asked barely holding back my chuckle as I gaped at the plastic box he just placed on the table between us. And through the transparent walls of the box, I could see the layers of white paper sheets. "Just like you can see. If you are going to be meeting with him, you gotta refresh your memory of whom your grandfather is. You don't wanna be chewing your mouth in front of him, would you?""I think you meant, learning of whom Rodrig is!" I stretched my hand towards the box perfectly aware that whenever I corrected him about this kind of reference that he made towards me, he got pissed."It just contains brief reports about him. His business and wealth, extensions and bla bla bla. It's not as if he is going to be interviewing you or something. Just so ...""So you guys actually published a book about this man?" I ask in disbelief as I handled the spiral bound pieces of sheets that had turned to a heavy book.Just yesterday he had thrown the bomb at
Jane's p o v My heart was beginning to pound behind my ribs as Diego made a 180 degree turn and had his back to me as he begins to leave."What is it about?" I ask making sure my curiosity is well -hidden."Huh?" He asked throwing his face to me."Your email. You sounded pretty urgent.""Oh it's something about work." He chuckles. "I get them almost every day." "Oh." I watch him as he walks out and I slid down the wall with my hand on my chest. I panted lightly and regretted ever making such a stupid decision in the first place. Now it's been three days since I sent it and I am certain Mr Martinez still had not replied my mail. Perhaps he thought it was a scammer or cloner. He didn't believe Lucia Gael would be using another person's email account to send him sigh a message.Anyways, I was now praying he never replied it unless I was going to be there and I was unsure how possible that would be now.I had returned to combing my hair and I could not help but perceive the new smell
Jane's p o v Before walking down that staircase, I had sat in front of my dresser looking into the mirror as I tried combing my hair.After the incident in the bathroom, I had spent my night deeply perturbed and uncertain of what to feel.I may end up finding it difficult to cope with his temper tantrums. Infact I already was.But after I had slapped him- something I never thought I would dare to do, I felt a kind of satisfaction but he had acted strangely. Not entirely strange for the way he behaved but it wasn't like what I had expected. I knew he would not hit me back but I also was not expecting what he did next. Or didn't do?I thought I had crossed my limit but somehow he became calm or maybe the hit was what made him calm.I withhold my laughter and concentrate on my hair. That is when I realized that my effort to comb through my dense curls was non progressive.I had a very coarse hair that reacted badly to washing becoming extremely hard except air dried and creamed properl
Quinn's p o v No woman has ever slapped me before. And as I stood before this attic mirror drenched to my feet, all I could think of was that moment that she dared to raise her hand on me. At that moment I had no choice but to understand the depth of her exasperation. And the only way she could think of purging it was to hit me. I could still see her, the detested frown that had taken over her face as she raised her hand. She dared ... to fight me to the point of hitting me. I could never forget that scene. Because it was simply impressive, thrilling. It was breathtaking! I place a hand on my cheek where she had slapped and I turned to stare at it in the mirror again as I have been doing. It was as if I could still feel it. The one hundred per cent effort she had put into it yet caused zero damage. I smiled. It was a hard slap yet it felt so soft coming from someone as timid as her. The moment, she had cursed and unleashed her rage in form of that slap, I felt a kind of exci
Jane's p o v The moment, he drops me back to my feet, I feel the stinging coldness of the floor then I feel the liquid washer as it drops on my hair and he spins the bottle across my chest, deliberately pouring the shampoo over my neck.I wanted to continue with the protest not until I felt the shower pouring down on us to cover my sight.As I close my eyes, and try to capture my breath under the rushing water, I feel his hand as it passes through my hair, his body pressing against mine and pushing me until, I felt my back on the glass wall.I throw my head to the side and hold his arm, pushing it as far back as possible to avoid his touch but he is all slippery due to the shampoo and I loose my grip on this thick forearm.There's no serious foam on my hair so it meant he hadn't added enough shampoo. But my clothe was almost completely wet from the water and I finally catch my breath."Let me ... go!""Shhhhh ....""Let me go, Quinn!!" I manage to say and I don't say it with a pleadi