It was pretty fast and no, we weren’t going that far. Parrish circled the stony driveway of the Lexington building with so much finesse that was it damn near impossible to miss the flex of his muscle from his rolled up shirtsleeve. It was 8am in the morning Parrish, why are sleeves rolled up? I closed my eyes to push the dirty thoughts away, thoughts of those manly fingers wrapped around my neck with his muscles equally flexing in the process.“Are you okay?” his voice suddenly panned out while he parked his vehicle and I turned to briefly to face him, his sweet eyes – oh bless him! He didn’t know the thoughts that were running through my head about him just innocently sitting there and gripping the stirring wheel that hard. As if by chance, his eyes drifted to my scalded hands that still burned red and while he grabbed them softly, I winced at his touch and I wasn’t sure if the sudden shiver was from the intensity of his touch or the radiating pain that shot up my arm from the burn.
Jessica’s PoVI tapped Parrish incessantly the moment I spotted Mr. Venzo while he still the butter up Jessica with the robotic smile. “Parrish, there’s – ” Parrish must’ve heard the distress and panic in my voice because he turned swiftly towards the direction I was pointing and I saw his eyes widen a small fraction, but still he maintained his composure. He smiled sweetly at Jessica and swiped out his business card, handing it to her“Keep in touch” then he grabbed my hands and pulled me out of the way. Mr. Venzo watched us curiously with a sly smirk plastered on his chubby face, and immediately the two men that flanked him began coming after us just as Parrish picked up the pace in our quick walk. “They’re coming after us” I said to Parrish trying to keep my voice neutral even though there was pure panic was rising in my stomach, and my palms becoming sweaty that they were falling out Parrish’s hold and he held unto them tighter.“Stay close Jess” he said to me, shooting me a lo
My eyes widened in surprise when Kyle pulled up at a private beach resort. I stared at the wide expanse of land filled with white sand and overlooking the water that shone blue under the scorching sun.“Parrish what – what are we doing here, I don’t even have shoes on”He smiled sweetly and looked at my feet “I mean what’s the best place to be at without shoes on and zero judgement”I held his gaze with a fluttering stomach “Zero judgment? There’s no one here” He chuckled “I rented it a long time ago, I saw it online and I wanted to bring you here”My heart fluttered plus the way his eyes roamed, searching deep for things I wanted to stay hidden but he had his way of fishing them out of me. “Why?”“You love the beach, it’s your favorite place to be” “But it’s barely 10am, who goes to the beach at 10am on a Monday morning?”“Apparently us” he said it so matter of factly that it was difficult to dispute“Come on let’s go” he gestured and I alighted from the car the same time he did an
JESSICA'S POVI listened to my phone ring as Parrish brought me through a thunderous orgasm that left me shaking and aching for more, before he collapsed on me and I grabbed his hair to hold him close to me. Our sweaty bodies mingled, the smell of sweat, sex, a tinge of alcohol and sweet smelling cologne felt like an intoxicating mix that I wanted to get drunk on. Parrish rolled of me but our fingers stayed intertwined. I was speechless with nothing reeling through my mind and he stayed quiet beside me too.What was I going to say? Oh the sex was great Parrish, good job. Yea, I wasn't going to say that, but why wasn’t he saying something either. I could understand why I could be speechless, but why was he speechless. Driven by nothing but curiousity and also a little bit of attention seeking, I turned to Parrish and still a little bit out of breath.“Why aren’t you saying anything?” I asked“I guess I’m shy” he said.I burst out laughing immediately and Parrish joined in my fit of hys
*Confirmation for Lexington hall has been confirmed – check*Please approve the open bar for the banquet dinner - check*Sent out invites to all eligible corporate companies and their top employees for the occasion – check*Sent out request to the florist and interior décor - check“Jessica, we have more names for more invites. I sent them to your email” Cara called out to me from her cubicle and I threw an absent-minded nod at her. My head was swarmed and I could barely stay focused. It was one thing to multitask but it was an entirely different to multitask while your mind stayed occupied with so many other things – example finding out Nathan had been unfaithful. It had been at least a week since I stumbled on his phone but I had kept my findings to myself. I had pretended everything was and got into bed with him that night, my hair still full of beach sand even as he pulled me close in a snuggle, whispering in my ears*“I’ve missed you pumpkin”I had stayed quiet, not because I had
I had swiped my hands multiple times on my red strapless dress, my other hand was fixed in Nathan hands and each time the dampness caused my hands to slip away but he tightened his hold each time, throwing me a concerned look.“You okay?”“Just nervous” I responded. It was finally our engagement party that Nathan had raved about the entire week and I couldn’t deny that it digged a nervous pit in my stomach. Going through with this party to the end, in front of our friends and his family meant one thing – I was choosing him. Was I choosing him? Was this a happy choice or was it a safe choice?I thought of Parrish, I was always thinking of Parrish. He drifted in and out of my head like a bad song on repeat, never giving me a chance to think of any other thing except him. It was like an addiction, he was the drug but I just couldn’t have enough. He brought me to a high and then when I ached for more, he drops me, leaving me through the very catastrophic fall just after an euphoric high.
Everyone stared in on us as Nathan and I stood in a staring match and not taking our eyes off each other, his look more pained and mine more anxious. I wanted to be out of here, away from this party and away from Nathan.“You were cheating before Parrish even came into the picture, so maybe the problem isn’t me”“That didn’t mean anything – it was harmless flirting Jessica” he tried to defend but his defense was weak at best.I shrugged, I was exhausted, truly I was and my shoulders sagged as a result, a dull ache was begginning to develop at one side of my head “That’s fine but it doesn’t change anything Nathan – I can’t do this and that's it”I saw the slow panic rise on his face at the seriousness of my tone “Why now, out of all the times, why did you choose now to embarrass me. Why did you let it get to this stage”“I’m not trying to embarrass you, I just want what’s best for me – for us”Nathan gave a dry laugh, and running his hands through his hair in a frustrated manner “Just
*SOME DRUNKEN YEARS AGOJessica’s POV“Move in with me” Parrish said lazily and out of the blue to me on a very rainy afternoon, while we laid lazily across one another in his bedroom. I was in my final year college, Parrish had moved out of his father’s house and his company was already a work in progress. The windows were shut but I could still feel a tiny cold breeze circulate the room. We had been going out for longer than two years now, maybe a few hiccups but nothing major that screamed red flags.His statement had come as a shock to me and I looked at him “What?”“Move in with me” he said again but this time with a more determined tone “I mean why not, you’re always over here anyways and I don’t have to miss you every time you want to leave”“You make a solid point” I said with a contemplating smile“Think of all the fun we’re going to have and you’re almost done with college, it’s perfect timing babe”He sounded convincing like this was something he had thought about before an
The first thing I noticed when I woke was the glaring white of the ceiling tiles above me. My head was pounding, a dull throb that matched the steady beeping of the heart monitor beside me. My left arm felt like it was on fire, the sharp ache traveling all the way up to my shoulder with every shallow breath I took. I turned my head slowly, grimacing at the tug of the IV taped to my hand, and tried to sit up.“Jessica!”The voice startled me. Before I could move any further, someone was by my side, their hands hovering as if afraid to touch me. Blinking against the bright overhead lights, I finally focused on the face leaning over me.Parrish.His dark hair was disheveled, as though he’d run his hands through it a dozen times in frustration. His sharp features looked haggard, the stubble on his jaw more pronounced than usual. His eyes—those piercing, intense eyes—were clouded with an emotion I couldn’t immediately place. Worry? Guilt?I stiffened, the tension in my body making my arm th
PARRISH’S POV“Here’s spider” I called in a dramatic tone and entering the scene right on time from where I had watched it all unfold. My chest still tightened and a surge of anger rush through my veins when I saw Jessica’s hands saely tucked in that guys hold. I didn’t really know who he was but apparently he owned the restaurant Jessica worked in, how convenient was it? Even when I had walked in to the ceremony and seen him pull her protectively to his side, his suddenly meeting mine and smirking at the obvious annoyance that struck across my face. I could smack him, fly to him with my fist itching to push his proud jaw but I managed to hold myself back. I knew why I was here and it wasn’t for a bloody fundraiser, I wasn’t even invited but this was the only chance I had to save her – the love of my life from what Mr. Venza and my father were planning.How did I find out? It was an easy sunny day and I had decided it was a good day to finally accept my father’s invitation to the gold
The bell tower chimed, cold breeze blew and my exposed skin swelled with goosebumps. I tried to find any point of escape but from the looks of it there was no way I was going to outrun any of these hard looking men without either getting gunned down, or getting grabbed immediately because I wasn’t covering any reasonable distance in these heels. Why did I choose to wear these length on a day that I knew that my life was most likely going to be in danger. I knew it, I called it, I senses it but still I was the most unprepared for it. But another note, what could I have done to prevent it?‘Maybe stay at home’ a tiny voice sliced through my ears and I rolled my eyes at my own thoughts. What if whoever it was came to find me at home and I was home alone with no one to protect me, no one but my fragile self who couldn’t even kill a roach.“What’s going on?” I manage to croak out to Matteo who even seemed as confused as myself, but he pushed me conveniently behind me and he stood tall to f
The second rose weighed heavily on my mind while I sat numbly in the cab home. As soon as I stepped inside my apartment, I placed it next to the bouquet from the previous morning. The fresh bloom stood out starkly against the older flowers, both beautiful and unsettling. Why did I bring it home with me? I wasn’t sure but somehow it felt like a puzzle itching to be solved, it felt like someone was baiting me, setting an obvious trap and hoping that I was stupid enough to fall.I sat at my kitchen table with both notes laid out in front of me. The first note, with its chilling message—"Don't think I've forgotten about you, Miss Jessica Peters"—and the second, more elegant but equally cryptic—"See you at the fundraiser."The handwriting on the first note was more refined, with graceful loops and flourishes, while the second note was plain, almost hurried. Despite their differences, both notes carried a similar weight, a sense of being watched, of someone out there knowing more about my l
Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you Miss Jessica Peters.The words seemed to echo in the silent room as I read the words over and over again in my head, trying to fix the invisible dots together. Who could have sent this? I turned the card over a few times and when no clue was forthcoming to my brain, I took the bouquet inside and I dropped it on the counter in the kitchen.The next day, I got ready for work, slipping on a pencil gown and tying my hair up in the sleekest ponytail my hands could do, a little red lipstick and a dab of sultry perfume adorning my neck and wrist. Walking into the restaurant that morning, it was still quiet and devoid of patrons giving us time to put everything together and prepare for the day. The familiar scent of rich sauces and freshly baked bread reached my nostrils as I made my way to the kitchen.But as I moved through the kitchen, I felt the tension immediately. There was Matteo, at the counter, reviewing a file and I paused. What was he doing here
JESSICA’S POVThe cold night’s air felt like a splash of cold water on my face, the street light cast long shadows on the pavement where we stood and it created a cinematic glow that only heightened the gravity of the vengeful kiss I shared with Matteo.I reached up, my fingers trembling slightly as I touched Matteo’s face, drawing him closer to me. His lips were soft and surprisingly gentle when they met mine. At first, it was slow – tender and a careful dance of sweetness that contrasted sharply with the whirlwind of conflicting emotions that I was feeling at the moment. But the tenderness didn’t last – the kiss deepened. Matteo’s hands sliding around my waist, pulling me dangerously close. The sweetness gave way to growing hunger, a wild intensity that made my heart race and my breath catch in my throat, although the fire that burned inside of him probably stemming from lust and desire, but mine burned from a place of anger and revenge.His kiss was no longer gentle; it was fervent
JESSICA’S POV“It didn’t mean anything Jess – I swear” Parrish was saying to me but I was barely looking at him even though I allowed his words to diffuse through me – instead of sadness or any sort of mushy emotions I was seething with anger.“I was drunk – lost – confused and I was grieving – and I – I – I just needed someone to talk to”“You could’ve talked to me!” I yelled at him “I was right there – begging you to talk to me, begging you to see me but you got into your car and went to fuck my best friend”“No it’s not – it’s not like that. It wasn’t that easy, I didn’t want to hurt you anymore and – ”I scoffed this time, interrupting his words “That’s all you ever do Parrish – hurt me and hurt me over and over again”“You were not supposed to find out this way” Parrish said with a sullen expression. His face was drawn with guilt and I could see his eyes sag with exhaustion.“It doesn’t change the fact that it happened” I said back “You slept with her, you fucked her while I was
SOME DRUNKEN YEARS AGOPARRISH’S POVI remember how it felt – the days leading from Jessica father’s death. I had been so ridden with guilt that I could barely look her in the eye.“Nothing good is going to come out from you still seeing her – end it now” my father had said to me but it was easier for him to say when he didn’t understand the circumstances surrounding it. She was carrying my child – a fact that I never told my father. How could I just leave her?I knew I was pulling away when she needed me to from but subconsciously and consciously too, but in a fucked up way I wanted her to hate me and break up with me. But everything started falling apart when she woke up in the middle of night with blood pooling between her legs. I had jumped up in a fright, silently praying that it wasn’t more serious. But when the doctor had spewed the words ‘miscarriage’ – I felt liberated.It felt like there was nothing else tying me to her and it’ll be easier to let go but still – I couldn’t. I
PARRISH’S POV“Oh damn” I exclaimed as I peeked at my watch to find out I had drowned myself in work way too long this time, it was crawling late into the night but I was still seated at my desk pushing myself into files that didn’t need my attention at all. But it was the only way to keep her out of my mind – damn it was even harder to say her name. I fucked, I knew I had fucked up but I never thought she’d find out what happened all those years ago. When Sophie had called me with panic in her voice and all teary, I knew that it was over – I was going to lose her for good. When she texted that we were done, I figured that it’d be for the better. I had done so many things to hurt her, so many unexplainable things that were unforgivable. So I figured, maybe we weren’t meant to be, maybe I was just a passing figure in her life that was created to hurt her and that thought alone nearly drove me over the edge of insanity. But that was what I did – I let her go.I glanced at my phone for w