Jeremy sat in his office, struggling to focus on his work as his mind continuously wandered back to the encounter with Melissa earlier. He couldn't understand why she had pretended not to recognize him, hastily departing with an air of sadness and hurt. Various questions swirled in his mind. Had someone said something offensive to her? Or had she experienced something traumatic? Although Melissa seemed strong and independent, he doubted any of these possibilities. Yet, inexplicably, he found himself caring about her well-being, despite knowing so little about her. Realizing his ignorance about Melissa nagged at him, Jeremy made a decision. He called Lucas into his office and requested him to gather information about her. "Lucas, could you please find out more about Miss Williams? I'd like to know who she really is." "Of course, sir," Lucas replied, his efficient demeanor evident. He set to work, and a couple of hours later, a comprehensive file appeared on Jeremy's computer, cont
Melissa gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling torn between heading home and facing Nicky and Sam's barrage of questions, or seeking solace elsewhere. The weight of her thoughts pushed her towards the latter, prompting her to consider stopping at a bar for a drink. She yearned for a moment of respite, a chance to clear her mind. Three years of incarceration should have made her strong and resilient, impervious to pain. Yet, the truth was that she still felt fragile, vulnerable, and easily wounded by life's challenges. She had toiled tirelessly to rebuild everything, only to see it crumble because of one person. Memories of her past, when her life had been shattered by a single individual, flooded her mind, and tears welled up, blurring her vision. Melissa had to pull over, her tears demanding attention. After taking a deep breath, she resolved to visit a nearby bar and indulge in a couple of drinks. Drinking wasn't her usual remedy, but today felt like an exception—a moment to t
"Please, I beg you. Don't do this," Melissa pleaded weakly as one of the men approached her, her voice trembling with fear. "You'll be fine. We won't harm you," the man replied dismissively, his hand reaching out towards her. But then a sudden eruption of anger shattered the tense atmosphere as Jeremy's commanding voice cut through the darkness. His presence was formidable, his protective instincts ignited like a raging fire. The three men turned their attention to the new arrival, their bravado waning. "Don't you dare touch her with those filthy hands," Jeremy's voice resonated with an unmistakable authority, piercing through the night. The assailants sneered in defiance, underestimating the resolve within Jeremy's gaze. One of them taunted, "Or what? People like you are all bark and no bite. You can't do shit." Jeremy merely tilted his head slightly, his eyes piercing through the darkness. "Don't make me repeat myself," he warned, his voice laced with lethal determination. "Alr
"I think I'm going to be sick," Melissa managed to utter, her hands clutching her mouth tightly in a desperate attempt to hold back the impending wave of nausea. Jeremy's face contorted with a mixture of dread and concern. "What? Can't you hold it?" he asked, fearing the worst. "No, I can't..." Melissa's words trailed off as she succumbed to a fit of vomiting, the contents spilling onto both the car's interior and Jeremy's pants. He let out an exasperated sigh, his frustration mingled with sympathy for Melissa's discomfort. "Oh God..." Jeremy muttered, his voice filled with resignation. "Sir, should I stop the car?" Lucas inquired, his eyes reflecting a mix of concern and disgust. "No, keep driving. Drive even faster," Jeremy commanded, urgency lacing his voice. Lucas accelerated the car, the engine roaring as they raced toward Jeremy's estate. As they arrived at Jeremy's grand estate, he swiftly exited the vehicle and extended a helping hand to Melissa, who struggled to maintai
The lined curtains allowed a gentle stream of morning light to seep through, casting a soft glow in the room. Melissa's eyelids fluttered open, greeted by a throbbing ache in her head. With a faint groan, she instinctively reached for her forehead, massaging her temples to ease the discomfort. The events of the previous night flooded her mind, and she realized she had indulged in excessive drinking. How did she manage to get home? And when did she arrive? The details eluded her, lost in a hazy fog. Stretching her limbs and stifling a yawn, she couldn't help but marvel at the unexpected comfort of her bed. "Wait, what?" she thought, suddenly fully awake. As her eyes adjusted to the surroundings, she took in the opulent black fur rug and the sleek flat-screen TV adorning the black and white walls. The room exuded an air of luxury that puzzled her. Where was she? Was this all just a dream? Confusion mingled with her headache as she struggled to piece together fragmented memories. Fru
"Please don't leave. I don't want to stay alone," Melissa whispered that night, and Jeremy found himself unable to walk away. The thought of leaving her all by herself tugged at him, compelling him to stay. Something deep within urged him to hold her in his arms, offering solace and support that she desperately needed. However, Jeremy, true to his nature, initially dismissed the idea. "I can't stay," he said softly, gently releasing his hand from her grasp. "Why not?" Melissa questioned, her eyes filled with genuine concern. Jeremy struggled to find the right words. "It's complicated." "You look really sad," Melissa observed, her expression filled with kindness. "My mother always used to say that warm hugs take away sadness." Jeremy was taken aback, unsure of how to respond. "So?" he managed to utter. "So come here, so I can give you a big hug," Melissa exclaimed, stretching her arms wide open with a bright smile on her face. Jeremy stood there, contemplating his next move.
Melissa slowly regained consciousness, realizing she was still in the same room where she had awoken earlier. The throbbing headache had eased slightly, but her memory remained blank, unable to recall anything from the previous night. She cautiously examined her body and discovered she was no longer wearing the bathrobe but instead adorned in a modest red dress. "Don't worry, the maid changed your clothes," a familiar voice reassured her. Melissa looked up and saw Jeremy seated on a white sofa across the room. His striking eyes held a mix of intensity and curiosity as they focused on her. "How did I end up here?" she inquired, her voice tinged with confusion. "You seriously don't remember anything?" Jeremy asked, amusement dancing in his eyes. "If I did, I wouldn't be asking you, would I?" Melissa responded, her irritation apparent. Jeremy cleared his throat, taken aback by her boldness. It was a rare occurrence for someone to speak to him in such a manner. Normally, such insole
Jeremy stormed into his study, his face etched with fury. The audacity! After subjecting him to such turmoil last night, she had the nerve to speak to him however she pleased. What had he expected, though? He pondered, massaging his temples. "Whoa, you look like a thunderstorm. Are we in danger?" Steve remarked as he and Tony entered the study. Jeremy turned towards them, his anger palpable. "What are you guys doing here?" he demanded. "We came to discuss business. We asked Thomas to inform you of our arrival, but he said you were preoccupied upstairs. Is everything alright?" Tony inquired, extending a glass of Scotch to Jeremy. Jeremy accepted the glass, swiftly downing its contents in a single gulp. "Slow down, buddy. I'm sure you can handle whatever is bothering you," Steve advised, concerned. "Quiet, Steve. Tony, go on," Jeremy commanded. "Well, we find ourselves in quite a predicament," Tony began. "What's wrong?" Jeremy interjected, his interest piqued. "One of our esteem
Mellisa and Jeremy sat together in his garden in the arms of each other. They looked so good together. It had been a while since they've been together.Mellisa had been terribly happy since she and Jeremy had be together. Everything had been moving so smoothly. It felt to good to be true. The idea of being loved once again felt so sureSurreal. She was happy yet she feared deep down that it might not end well just like her last relationship. She loved Jeremy so much and hoped it won't turn out that way."I have a suprise for you." Jeremy said as he caressed Mellisa cheeks. "Again. Jeremy you have to stop this." Melissa said with a slight frown. She hated the fact that Jeremy always bought her gifts and took her to suprise dates. Don't get her wrong she adored the gestures and loved how he made her feel special but. She guessed he thought a true relationship was built up with gifts and suprises, which it absolutely not true. She just wished he would understand. "I don't see anything
"I love you sister very much. Whether you believe it or not is up to you." Drake Lockman told Jake Sexianna brother. "You expect me to believe that you love my sister? I know you were just using her to get inside information about Mr Nobody." Jake said not believing a word Drake was saying. The man didn't look like a person worth trusting. Jake wondered how Sexianna fell for his tricks."She volunteered to all that. I didn't force her.""She said you told her that Jeremy killed your brother." "He did.""And why should I believe that?" "Believe it or not. It is the truth. And you don't have to worry, I'm not asking for your help. I'm only asking you to stay out of my way. If not for your sister I would have probably killed you for just working for that bastard. Just don't interfere in my business and you'll be fine."Jake scoffed. " I could just walk up to him and tell him everything." "Yes. You could. But your sister has already done that." Drake Lockman said with an evil smirk
Chapter 67: SchemesJack was silent. He didn't know what to say or how to respond. His sister was really asking him to pick sides. He was still so confused on how it got to this."Can you even hear yourself?" Jake asked as he walked away from Sexianna. "Your asking me to stab Mr Nobody in the back. Do you have any idea what he could do to us! What he could do to you if he finds out that you've been a traitor all this time." Jake said as he ran his hands through his hair in frustration."He can't do anymore to us not while Drake is around. I promise you'll always have his protection. You just have...""No I can't." Jake cut Sexianna off. "What your asking me to do is just to much. You have no Idea who your messing with. Sexianna I can't believe you put yourself in the middle of all this." "I was always in the middle I didn't put myself there. Just meet him maybe then you'll understand." Sexianna cried."Why did you do all this Anna. You didn't even tell all this time." Jake said sa
Chapter 66: Sexianna plansSexianna happened to be at hotel 'de crest when her eyes caught something really interesting. She had seen Jeremy and Mellisa together at the garden.She was beginning to think she was right afterall. Maybe Mellisa was indeed dear to him. She had to find out more to confirm her suspicions.She walked closer to see them. Clearly. It was starting to become evident. It was there in the way they looked at each other and thevway Jeremy would smile from time to time. But Sexianna still wanted to make sure. She would watch them for a while. If her suspicions were correct then she would tell Drake and he could begin his plans.Sexianna believed that helping her dear husband Drake was a way of showing her upmost love ans appreciation for everything thing he did for her. And being the twisted individual she was she really didn't care about the hurt she brought to people. All she cared about was her own selfish desires and happiness.When she had seen enough and was w
Chapter 64: : A real DateMelissa was amazed by the sight in front of her. She was standing in a lush garden just like the one in her dreams. The flowers were a sight to see they were beautiful and were in full bloom.She looked around and she could see a setting a table was set in the middle of the garden and there was a lot on it. It looked like someone was gonna have a nice date here. Wait! Maybe the hotel staff thought it was her.She turned back to look for him but he was gone. Okay. Something was seriously out of place here. First Nicky had sent her this hotel's address, then the little girls handing her roses now this. What was going on.Mellisa didn't have to think to long before she saw Jeremy walking towards her. He was wearing blue jeans and a tight-fitting shirt which hugged his body and presented his muscles. He looked so good. He was far from the suit and tie he normally wore. He looked really good which made her remember her dream. They were in a garden just like this
Chapter 63: The Dream Mellisa tossed and turned in her sleep, her mind filled with vivid images of pleasure. She felt a warmth spreading throughout her body, a feeling of anticipation and desire that she had never experienced before. In her dream, she was in a lush garden surrounded by lush vegetation and vibrant flowers.Suddenly, Jeremy appeared. His eyes were a deep, dark blue and he was wearing a suit that fit him perfectly. He walked towards her, his gaze never leaving hers, and reached out to take her hand. His touch was electric, and she felt a thrill of excitement run through her.Jeremy took her to a secluded spot in the garden and they lay down together on a blanket. He kissed her passionately and she felt a wave of pleasure washing over her. His hands explored her body, his touch awakening sensations she had never felt before. She felt herself melting into him and the pleasure intensified.The dream ended abruptly, and Mellisa woke up in shock. She lay in her bed for a fe
Chapter 62: Suprising Melissa Jeremy woke up with a throbbing headache. He looked around and realised that he had slept at his bar. He must have gotten really drunk last night. He had dreams about his childhood again and he woke up this morning feeling nothing but irritation.He felt miserable about himself. He remembered when he was young and how hard it was growing up after his mother died. Her death was all his fault. If he remembered clearly which he did.When he was young he was constantly comparing himself to others and always felt like he was coming up short. He felt like he was never good enough and that nothing he did was ever enough. He felt like he was constantly fighting an uphill battle and no matter how hard he tried, he was never able to make it to the top. He was constantly questioning his worth and felt like he was a failure in life. He was always second guessing himself and felt like he had no control over his own destiny. He was constantly struggling with his own
Chapter 61: Jeremy's childhood Jeremy lived quite an extraordinary childhood. His story all started from an adoption centre were he was adopted by the kind sweet and amazing woman. Elena Crane. Although Elena was really good to him living with her wasn't so easy. It was quite difficult and any child could go through serious trauma. She had an abusive husband who would always hurt her any time he was drunk. Jeremy would always witness this even though Elena would tell him to go upstairs any time Jack was around. Elena's biggest fear was Jack hurting innocent Jeremy. She would rather die than let Jack ever hurt him. When Jeremy became a toddler he was quite aware of the fact that his Jack hurts his mother but Elena would always smile and pretend like everything was alright. She would smile at him and rub his head assuring him that she was fine. She would always wear long sleeve clothes to cover her bruises so no one would see them. When Jeremy turned 10 he could really understand
Chapter 60: Elena Crane "I can't believe you told him all that on your first date." Nicky said annoyed. "It wasn't a date." Melissa's replied as she tried to remove her heels from her feet. "Did you have fun atleast? " "Yes for a while." Melissa replied. "Why can't you let yourself have proper fun. Your always doing this." Nicky said annoyed and stormed out of the room. Why the heck was she upset? Melissa wondered. **** Meanwhile Jeremy sat in his house thinking about all the things Melissa had said to him. He felt so bad for her. He knew he had offended her dearly and now he knew the reason she was so offended she had gone through so much pain. Being someone who had gone through pain himself he could completely understand how she felt. She was really brave to go through all that and still be able to smile and be happy and live a normal life. Not everyone could do that. Take him for example. She was the second woman he knew who had gone through so much and still could put