Jessie's povLooking out the window, I checked the wall clock only to grow even more pressured. It's almost 11pm and yet, Xander is yet to be back with the kids. Yes, I do know he went to pick them up from school but I can't help the budging suspicion. Tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear, I opened the window even more wider and sighed into my palms as I brought both together.Had something happened with them or they left for somewhere else instead of coming home right away? Had they missed the way oe6- Oh no, that's not possible. Xander has been living here for only God knows so he can't suddenly miss his way, just like that. That's not possible.All of a sudden, my phone began to ring and I turned around a little, grabbing it in my hand before turning back to on the window and swiping at the receiver. It's an unknown number and even know I shouldn't have answered the call, my instincts screamed out the otherwise to me and I couldn't help it. Throwing my head back, I said into
Jessie's povThe moment I raced out of my room, I almost stumbled forward as I hijacked a random car key of Xander's from his driver. "Give me the damn key and instead of standing there aimlessly, I will be grateful if you use that second to open the fucking gate up for me!" I screamed, my voice so much aloof to my shock but then I didn't show and just dashed over to the car. Opening it and stepping inside of it, I flicked the key into the ignition and ignited it. I reversed out of the parking lot immediately the car's engine roared to life. "Opened, ma'am." When I heard an affirmative response from the driver, I bobbed my head up and down in a nod and gladly sped the car out of the mansion and unto the tarred road. I feel like a police official right now but the only difference is that am not capable of apprehending the culprit. I know of what am getting myself into and I know not to throw all caution in the wind. Because who knows, my life would be in a greater risk that this. I
Jessie's PovI paced back and forth the building looking as though I was locked in a cave. I was kidnapped- Melanie's handiwork. And not only that, I still can't find Xander and the kids here which only means I was tricked into coming here. Creasing my forehead, I looked around the cave; exhausted. It's been more than six hours now and even though I don't have a wristwatch with me nor a time tracker, it wasn't that hard to see through. Plus, the sky is getting dark and currently, have lost all hope I will ever leave here tonight. I scoffed out loud. Great! How awesome would it be spending the night in here. Note the sarcasm. The cave is so dusty and uncared for. Lots of cobwebs running through the roof, and then what worsened it all- it's as scary as hell. Had I known, I should have stayed home and wait for them to finally come but then, I know my heart won't be able to bare it. Right now, I don't even know if they've gotten home yet or they are still lost as I had thought. I'm wo
Jessie's pov It was hard finding my way out. I kept looking backward each and every passing second; scared he might get to me anytime. I'm sure I injured him but not so well, so the rate at which he was quick to react to me stabbing him on the shoulder line was quite unexpected. I saw him as one big husky man but it seems he's not that energized anyways. Since it was too late to see, I almost bumped my head into an unforseen gate that acts as the barrier between this building and where my freedom lays. I realized the biggest shock of my life when it dawned on me that the gate has been locked with heavy shackles that has a key connected to it. Frustrated, I ran my fingers into my air. Now, how the hell in the world will I get the keys? What in earth am I going to do that I won't be apprehended. They are desperate. That's something I noted during the while. They locked me up in a cave which only means that they wanted no risk. As bad as it sounds, I know they'll be after me soon
Jessie's pov"Taxi!"Standing by the isolated road, I stretched forth my hand and began to yell on the top of my voice alongside waving my hand in the air. Bringing my almost dead phone out of my pocket, I glanced at the screen to see it's fucking midnight. Damnit, I should have stayed back inside Scott's car and let him drive us home. I'm in trouble. This place is really deserted that I began to shiver feeling really out of the world. I hope they don't get a hold of me and... Those cruel men! Who knows if they are chasing after me and will soon catch up. "Jessie, is it until they come for you that you'll know what's next?" I heard Scott say and snapped around as fast as possible. Here he is looking at me with a huge smirk on his face whilst, tucking his hands into his pocket. All at once, my anger became soothed and my hand rubbed against my chest, feeling as the pounding reduced. Drastically. "Uhm, I-" I stammered, not knowing what the hell to defend myself with. "Yeah, you're s
Jessie's pov "I did nothing, Xander.""And I don't fucking believe you. You're not clean!" Xander fiercely bellowed at the same time that I burst into the living room, my eyes taking in the sight of everywhere. Melanie could be seen standing at Xander's front; his challenging eyes boring holes Inyo her forehead. Since he's practically hovering over her now, I can see the way she look fazed and scared. "I don't -" Melanie was about defending herself once more when she looked sideway and her face connected with mine. This got Xander's attention too so he also look over at me, his eyes dilating in the process.It was as though he was actually surprised seeing me but then, his curled up fist cracked, signalling he's angry as he turned towards Melanie; obviously still angry. Meanwhile, her lips twisted as her fingers reached for the tip of her small crop top, fiddling with it as she tried blowing up a smile. She looks surprised. Or should I say... Angered?"Great, you let her off the ho
Jessie's povI know it was just a pretense but then, I can't help feeling scared. Watching as they rushed her over to the hospital, I feel real guilty even though I shouldn't. My hand had barely touched her when she slumped. How the hell in the world?She intentionally did this and yes, it won't be funny when I get a bad name. Of course, people thinks different and their opinions differs. Though they don't know the full story; they are still going to believe what they want to. As the ambulance zoomed off onto the tarred road, I fixated my gaze on the floor; not been able to look him in the eyes. "Are you okay?" I heard him ask just as I was about mustering up the courage to turn around and stylishly leave. Without looking at me, I simply nodded. Undoubtedly unconvinced, he sighed while from the corner of my eyes, I saw him crossing his arms over his chest. It looks like he's a lot to say but holding himself back. And yes, I hope it stays that way for now as I don't want to explain
Third Person's povThat Night...His other hand cupped his slapped face, and with burning eyes, he held her both hands and kept them behind her with one hand. Then his hand moved from his own face to cup her face, looking like he was thinking how to give her back the slap she gave him when suddenly he pinched her chin and unceremoniously kissed her. He was mad. Had she been of the same gender with him, he would have punched back. But since she is a girl, he had to think of ways to get back to her physically but not through hand-in-hand combat. She tried to escape his advances but her hands couldn’t break free from his tight grip and he hugged her so close that even if she lifted her legs to kick him it didn’t reach anywhere fatal to his body. She tried biting him, but he pinned her jaw and chin down that her teeth couldn't grab the flesh of his lips to bite. He must have been so enraged that he did not let her get any chance to slip off from his punishing hold and kisses. When he p
Thank you all who followed along on Xander's and Jessie's journey. I really hope you enjoyed the journey and then, keep showing the story some love. It was such an emotional rollercoaster, filled with awakening blissful ride, and the bonding of our two lovely couples- Xander and Jessie - as they surged through the circumstances that surrounds life together with their kids. This happened to be my third book on Goodnovel and I honestly can't believe it's me getting this much support. To everyone who sticked to this novel from the beginning to the end, I so much appreciate. I'm so glad to have each and every one of you and as good as this sounds, am happy I still have so much support even as I end this story. The journey from the beginning down towards the end is fascinating and I will say this- I don't regret bringing this novel out to the world. You readers are so amazing and will always have a spot in my heart. Keep supporting and let's keep growing. I will see you all in my other
Third Person's povTwo weeks later, the day of the wedding had finally arrived. Jessie stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a stunning white gown, her hair and makeup done to perfection. She looked radiant, like a princess out of a fairy tale. Outside, the guests were already gathered, and Xander was waiting at the altar, his eyes shining with happiness. As the music began, Jessie took a deep breath and started down the aisle. It was the moment she had been waiting for her entire life.As Jessie and Xander exchanged their vows, the words felt like a promise of a lifetime of happiness. They pledged their love and devotion to each other, their voices filled with emotion. When it came time for the kiss, they gazed into each other's eyes, and then their lips met. It was a kiss that would last a lifetime, a kiss that would seal their bond forever. As the guests cheered and clapped, Jessie and Xander just held each other, lost in the moment. They had found their happily ever after.As t
Third Person's povThe hospital room was filled with police officers, all asking questions and taking notes. Scott stood in the corner, his heart racing. He had called them as soon as they had gotten to the hospital, hoping they would be able to help. But now, he wasn't sure if he had made the right decision. What if they couldn't find the person responsible? What if they couldn't make Jessie better? He felt like the world was crashing down around him, and he didn't know how to make it stop.As the police filed out of the room, one of the officers turned to Scott. "We'll be in touch," he said, his voice solemn. "We'll do everything we can to find out what happened and who's responsible." Scott nodded, trying to quell the panic that was rising within him. He knew he had to stay strong for the kids, but it was so hard. He felt like the weight of the world was on his shoulders, and he didn't know if he could carry it any longer.As the police questioned Melanie and Sarah, the girls were
Third person's pov"But I'm glad you did it." She paused, looking at him carefully. "And I agree, I'd love to be your girlfriend." Fred couldn't believe it. He had only just met this woman, and yet he already felt a connection like no other. He felt as if he had known her forever, and he knew that this was the start of something special.Melanie stared at Sarah in disbelief. "Are you serious?" she asked, her voice trembling. "I can't believe you would even suggest such a thing. That's...that's crazy!" Sarah's face hardened, and her voice was icy. "Oh, so it's crazy to want to get rid of that gold digger who's stealing your boyfriend away from you?" Melanie felt like she had been punched in the gut. She had never imagined that Sarah would feel this way about her. She shook her head, her mind reeling. "You're wrong, Sarah," she said, her voice breaking."I know you're upset," Sarah said, her voice softening. "But I just want what's best for you. You deserve better than this. You des
Third person's pov When Xander got home, he found Jessie waiting for him, her eyes wide with worry. "What happened?" she asked, her voice full of concern. Xander took a deep breath, and then he told her everything. He told her about his conversation with Fred, and about the changes he had seen in his brother. When he finished, Jessie's eyes were shining with tears. "I'm so proud of you," she said, reaching out to take his hand. "You've done something truly amazing."In the weeks that followed, Fred and Xander began to rebuild their relationship. It wasn't easy, and there were times when the old anger and resentment would bubble to the surface. But they worked through it, and slowly but surely, they found a new understanding. For the first time, they saw each other as brothers, not as rivals. And as time went on, they began to rebuild their lives. It was a long and difficult process, but they never gave up. They knew that they were stronger together than they ever could be apart.T
Third person's povIt was a dark and stormy night when the gang met at their usual hideout. They gathered around the table, each of them eager to make their mark on the world. "We need to pull off the perfect heist," Fred said, his voice full of determination. "We need to rob someone who's rich and powerful. Someone who won't be able to fight back." The others nodded, their eyes glittering with excitement. But little did they know, their plan was about to go horribly wrong.The gang had their sights set on the fourth richest billionaire in New York, a man who had made his fortune in real estate. They studied his security, looking for any weaknesses. But as they were plotting their heist, they didn't realize that their plan was about to fall apart. Unknown to them, their scheme had been uncovered, and the FBI was on their trail. The net was closing in, and it was only a matter of time before they were caught.Fred sprinted down the street, his heart pounding in his chest. He turned d
Third person's povAs Jessie was getting ready, Xander knocked on the bedroom door. "I've got your car ready," he said, his tone upbeat. "My driver will take you to the party, since you said Melanie didn't want me there." Jessie felt grateful for Xander's understanding. "Thank you," she said, giving him a quick hug. "I know this is a little outside your comfort zone, so I appreciate you being so supportive." Xander gave her a smile. "It's no problem," he said, his voice full of reassurance. "Have fun tonight!"Jessie stepped out of the car and made her way to the front door of the mansion where the party was being held. As she rang the doorbell, she felt her heart pounding in her chest. The door opened, and there stood Melanie and Sarah, both of them smiling brightly. "Jessie!" Melanie exclaimed, her voice dripping with insincerity. "We're so glad you could make it!" Sarah gave Jessie a hug, and then they both ushered her inside. But as they did, Jessie couldn't help but feel a
Third Person's pov "Jessie, we need to talk about this," Xander said, his voice calm but firm. "Your jealousy is getting out of hand. You can't keep throwing things at people just because you're feeling insecure." Jessie's eyes widened as she suddenly remembered the food she had been cooking. "Oh no!" she exclaimed, running to the kitchen. Sure enough, smoke was billowing from the stovetop, and the pot of pasta was starting to burn.The maids hurried into the kitchen, ready to put out the fire. But when they saw Jessie standing there, they froze. They had heard the yelling and seen the pillow fly across the room, and they were afraid of getting caught in the middle of whatever was going on. "Um, we can take care of this," one of the maids said, her voice trembling. "You don't need to worry about it." But Jessie simply waved them away. "It's fine," she said, her voice shaky. "I've got it under control."As Jessie reached for the pot, her fingers brushed against the hot metal and
Third person pov The next day, Jessie's phone rang, and she saw that it was Melanie calling. "What does she want?" she thought, feeling a mixture of annoyance and curiosity. She let the call go to voicemail, not wanting to talk to Melanie right away. A few minutes later, she received a text from Melanie asking to meet for coffee. Jessie hesitated, unsure of what to do. On the one hand, she didn't want to see Melanie, but on the other hand, she was curious about what she wanted to talk about.Jessie took a deep breath and answered the call. "What's up, Melanie?" she asked, trying to sound casual. "I really need to talk to you," Melanie said, her voice desperate. "It's important. Can we meet for coffee?" Jessie reluctantly agreed, and they set a time and place to meet. As she hung up the phone, she couldn't help but feel uneasy. Melanie's desperation was unsettling, and she had a bad feeling about what she might have to say.Meanwhile, Melanie met up with her friend, Sarah, who was