I squinted at him. “What's going on in that evil head of yours, Adrian? “You'll see, Jennifer. Now get up, we have an appointment. I raised my eyebrows, suspicion building inside me. - Commitment? "Have you been deaf in the last three days?" – Adrian retorted. “Now let's go. I'll bring someone to clean the apartment. And stock your fridge. - Thank you mom! I smiled, causing him to frown. We left the apartment and I was surprised to see two men standing at my door. One was tall, burly, and looked on full alert, as if he was going to shoot someone at any moment. The other was shorter, blond, and looked amused. - Who are they? I asked Adrian. Adrian rolled his eyes. “Introduce yourself to her, boys. “I'm Dylan and this is Leon. said the blond boy. “Your father assigned us to be your bodyguards. - Dad? “I was surprised. — Mr. Harrison. Leon said, and I nodded. "So, you two are going to be with me all the time?" Dylan nodded. - Yes ma'am. “Please call me Jen
Courage. A simple word. But with a hundred implications. We need courage at every stage of our lives. From the moment we take our first steps to the moment we take the leap. We need courage to leave the house, knowing the dangers that await us outside, knowing that not everything is as it seems. We need courage to say the words we've wanted to say to someone for a long time. We need courage to make a simple phone call. And now, I needed to muster up all the courage I could, to face the world that awaited me outside this limo. To face my past, my present and my inevitable future. I took a deep breath as I held Scott's hand tight. He smiled encouragingly at me, and I gave him a small, forced smile. We were greeted by the sound of flashes and bright lights. Until then, I hadn't realized that this ball was such a huge event. Immediately, Dylan and Leon were by our side, making sure no one got too close. I didn't know if I was supposed to answer questions or not. I looked t
I hardened. I wanted to get away from there, to my safe haven, which was obviously Adrian, or even my parents. I looked around the room for my mother and was surprised when I saw that she and Shelly were talking to a group of women, and it looked like my mother was really enjoying herself. — Landon. Frederich. Jennifer. Pierre's voice came out harsh, as if he didn't care that I was there. I straightened up and looked at him. My breath caught in my throat. He looked amazing. He didn't look like what I thought he would look, or how I even wanted him to look, he was fine. But one thing caught my attention. Pierre was dressed in a suit, and my breath hitched in my throat when I realized he was wearing a tie we'd bought together in Venice. — Pierre. My voice came out soft but thankfully strong. “Jennifer was just telling me she's going to make sure Harrison Industries makes enough profit for me to buy an island. What do you think? Pierre's gaze fixed on me. - She said?
I shouldn't have been really surprised. I actually don't know why I was surprised. I knew Pierre. And I knew he would do something like this. But I wanted to curse everything, curse everything and throw a big tantrum. Spending an entire day with Pierre Lawrence wasn't on my list of things post-breakup. And it scared the fuck out of me because he could so easily fuck my head and make me want. The effect he had on me was not normal. At least, I didn't think so. — Jennifer. Pierre's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I saw him standing by the makeshift stage, reaching for me. I raised an eyebrow. “Do you think I need your help? - Think. You can always jump into my arms. Pierre replied, making me almost growl in annoyance. However, I gave him a sweet smile. “I can get out of here alone, thank you very much. Without waiting for an answer, I walked down the stage, suddenly realizing that everyone was watching my every move. I saw Adrian smiling as soon as I went downstairs. I s
It was at this exact moment that the driver said. "We're at Ms. Harrison, sir. Without wasting a minute, I opened the door and walked out. As I was entering the building, I heard Pierre call after me. I stopped. “Be dressed by eight, Jennifer. After all, you owe me that one day. I looked at his serious face, walking into the hall of my building, definitely avoiding saying everything that came to my mind at the moment. I was exhausted. Physically and emotionally. The first thing I did when I walked in was take off my high heels. As much as I loved Adrian and his sense of style, I didn't like wearing high heels at all. He will be. very uncomfortable. Then I took off the dress, placing it carefully on the couch. I pulled on shorts and a T-shirt and threw myself on the bed, thinking about Pierre and the night we had and the day to come. — Jennifer.I think I heard something, but I snuggled deeper into my blanket. — Jennifer. I opened one eye, then the other, almost jumping out of b
There are some places that make us happy. Places we will visit whenever possible. These are the good places. Where you feel the joy of life, where you are grateful for the gift of life. In these places, we forget all our troubles and make way for happiness. For the happiness that consumes us and that warms our interior. The orphanage had become that place for me. It had been some time since I first came here. I was closest to Andreas, but the other kids were amazing too. I looked at Pierre in total surprise. He shrugged. “I know you don't want to spend a whole day alone with me. That way you won't. You will spend a day with these children. And I'm sure they love you as much as... He stopped, and I looked at him, stunned. He was about to say something. Something big, I suppose. But that only served to make me more confused than ever. I raised my eyebrows, making the decision to test the waters. - As well as? “Everyone who loves you. Pierre said, but his words soun
I didn't know what to think after what Pierre said. Why did he do it? It was unbelievable that he was doing such a thing after what happened when I opened my heart to him. I had no reaction, so I just watched a stranger take pictures of us and Pierre lead me into the room. It wasn't an event. It was a game. And I was the main piece. Unexpected anger surged through me and I snapped my hand out of his. He looked at me in surprise. I was sure the fury was showing absolute on my face. I couldn't just let Pierre do this! He'd paid for this day, all right, but that didn't mean he could do whatever he wanted. "Jennifer?" Pierre's voice was cautious. As if he were talking to a cornered animal. 'What's wrong with you, Pierre?' I whistled, aware of some prying eyes on us. - Why did you do that? Pierre didn't look disturbed. “Jennifer, I told you. I would show you to the world. I took a deep breath. I wanted to yell at him. And this was not the place, nor was it the time.
Fear. Four letters, but a word that every human being knows. It is impossible not to be afraid of anything. It is fear that makes us human. It is he who unites us. It is he who makes us see life in a negative or positive way. And the worst kind of fear is the fear of the unknown. The one we don't know where it comes from or what it can cause. And that fear clung to me. Someone wanted to kill Pierre. We had a confusing day today where he apparently knew about the attempt on his life. And yet he was more concerned about me than he was about himself. I didn't know whether to throw one of your expensive vases at his head, or just kiss him senselessly. I waited for Pierre to speak again. “Do you have any leads, Gus? “Only a few, but we need to be very careful. I'll take care of it until we're completely sure. - What do you have in mind? Pierre looked tired. My heart tightened. “We'll keep the house safe. And let's do damage control with the media. The people who tried
Calm down, Jennifer. Remember to breathe. You have time. I repeated to myself all the time. The problem is, it's hard to focus on these things when you're in excruciating pain that feels like it's going to rip a part of your body off. “I'm here, man. Pierre's calm, reassuring voice wasn't helping either. I knew it was meant to be comforting, but if he said it one more time, I'd throw the first thing my hand could reach at his head. Adrian was driving like a madman down the street and I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to get into the operating room right away. I had been stubborn and waited until the last minute, apparently. If I'd decided to go to the hospital the night before, we wouldn't be swearing at slow drivers or running through traffic lights at noon. “Adrian, go faster. She's crushing my hand. - Pierre said in a pained voice. I had taken her hand by the time I got in the car and she must have been white from my blood pressure. "Pierre, I'm not going to... aaaaaaaah!"
The next day the cyclone was still raging, which meant me and him stuck together in the villa. And after last night, I really don’t want to see Pierre at all, or his smirk. I walked to the huge study and started browsing books. The only good thing about my husband was that he had huge collections of books. I smiled at books from my favourite author. I took one and curled up on the recliner.As I opened the book, the smell wafted through my noise. I always found the smell of old book…amazing. “I wonder why I am seeing you everywhere” I heard his voice and turned towards the door. He was standing there, walking towards the desk. Unlike other days, he was wearing faded jeans and black t-shirt. He looked almost human but for the anger in his eyes. However, his face looked weird.I frowned. “What’s wrong?”“Why do you assume something is wrong?” he looked quite surprised by my question.“If everything was fine you would have a scowl on your face and your taunts would have
“Hey wake up” I heard his voice. Did I hear concern in his voice? Why was everything blank anyways?I felt cold hands on my arms, shaking me. I slowly opened my eyes to see a very angry Pierre. He sighed. “The next time you run off, its over.” He said and helped me up. I looked down and saw the bloody hole I fell into. Who digs a hole in the middle of a path?We walked all the way to the house with him grumpy and mumbling how stupid I was. The sky went from sunny morning to a grey dark. “Shit” my husband stopped in front of me and I bumped right on his back. He was looking up “It’s going to rain” he said and turned to me.“I trust you have enough energy to run?” he asked and I nodded. By the time we reached the house however, we were both soaked. I walked immediately to my room and headed for a warm bath. It was nice to soak in bubbly warm water after being in the dirt and running though my feet hurt like hell after my fall.I stared at the ceiling, wondering again,
It feels great when what one thinks actually happens. Two days since we arrived on the island and Pierre was still stuck in his study with his laptop and phone. I on the other hand, had the privilege to tour the beautiful island. On the north was an amazing sandy beach with a myriad of clear blue water and the sunny sky. The south of the island however, there was this gorgeous cliff with huge waves crashing onto them. This island was amazing. I was only able to tour the north and south in the two days. “You are free to do whatever you want to. There is only us and the house staff on the island, so you should be safe from paparazzi as well” Pierre had said before disappearing into the study. Well at least that put my mind to rest. I was able to enjoy this holiday. “Breakfast!” I heard the familiar voice call. Ever since we came, I had not seen him at all. When I turned, it was to find the business magnate Pierre gone, and a very tired looking one instead. However, unlike the usual b
I glanced at Adrian as he reached my side at the altar. Fucking asshole. “If you weren't my brother, you have no idea what I would do to you, you idiot. I muttered. Adrian smiled shamelessly. - But I am. “Thank heavens for that. I looked at him. Then smile. “The best thing our parents did was give me a brother. Before he could answer anything, the wedding march started playing, and my girl came on the scene. My breath caught, and once again I was reminded of what a lucky bastard I was that this wonderful woman wanted to marry me. She had a charming smile on her face, and walked down the aisle with both parents, one on each arm. One thing that could only come from Jennifer Kingsley Harrison. It only made me love her more. When she reached me, she bit her bottom lip and gave me a smile that was as beautiful as it was intimate. That smile was just for me. - Hey. she whispered as she threaded her fingers through mine. “You're a cat. “You're not bad either. I whispered back, a smile
- Are you going to marry. Adrian's voice was stunned. As if he didn't know beforehand, or as if he'd just heard about it. I raised my eyebrows. “That's why we're here, and I'm in a wedding dress. — Shit. You are indeed getting married. he repeated. I frowned and was about to ask if he still had a hangover, but then he spoke again. “You should remain a spinster full of cats. “I hate cats, Adrian. I laughed at him. - Even so. Who's stupid enough to marry you? - His brother. Stop playing the repressed bitch at my marriage. “I'm not being repressed. Adrian smiled at me and then hugged me. - You look beautiful. My brother won't know what hit him. But I admit I'm a little jealous that you're getting married and I'm not. “Maybe you can drag Dylan to a little chapel here in Vegas. Has he rested from the trip? Dylan didn't come to Vegas with us, he had some errands to do before he left England, but he got on a plane a few hours later so he arrived just as Adrian and I were back from
Pierre stared at me expectantly. I was teary-eyed and my words stuck in my throat. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't say no. Honestly, when I met Pierre I never imagined, not even in my wildest dreams, that he would be my husband. And here he was now, waiting for an answer that was sure to be clear on my face like the moon outside. - Yea. He let out an audible sigh. I laughed and brushed the tears away with the back of my hands, then he walked over to the little table, opened the box and knelt down. “Jennifer Kingsley Harrison, it's a great honor to make you my bride. Thank you for accepting to make my life a happier life. He put the ring on my finger, stood up and pulled me to him. We pressed our lips together and walked over to the bed. "Why don't you let me put that rack's lingerie over there?" I asked against his mouth as he kissed me. “We can skip that part. He slipped his hands behind my back and unbuttoned my bra. “And go straight to the end of the night. I smile
“Wake up, sleepyhead. I heard a noise in the distance. — Hey. Wake up. I felt soft kisses on my back. "Are you really going to want to stay in bed with the day I've prepared for us?" Teeth started playing with my ear. Hands cupped my ass and then my breasts. Okay, now I was wide awake. — Hmm. “Finally, an answer. And then, the hands were gone. “You weren't supposed to stop. I grumbled. “I'd love to start the day with sex, but we're going to have a full day. Pierre laughed, a low, husky sound. "But what about postponing it to the end of the day and the beginning of the night?" If all goes well, I hope to be inside you before nine. I turned my head back and saw a small mischievous smile on his lips. "Pierre Lawrence, what are you up to?" - Stand up. he just replied. He kissed my forehead and got out of bed. I stretched out still under the sheets and decided to find out what he was doing. I took a quick shower and went to meet him on the bedroom balcony. The view
“If I didn't want you all wet, we wouldn't have come here. Then he raised a naughty eyebrow. The next second I was in the icy water and felt it taking over my whole body. — Pierre Lawrence. I coughed and cursed him a thousand different things. The cretin just laughed. I splashed water on him, making him cough too. He did the same, instantly making me feel colder. This went on for some time, until the temperature of the water no longer mattered. “Shall we go swimming?” he suggested, and I nodded. He was pretty sure we looked like crazy people, swimming and playing in the water in the middle of the night like we were kids, but we didn't care. - Cum! — When he suddenly screamed, I swam to his side. - What happened? “Just a damn crab. he muttered, and I started to laugh. - It's not funny. He grumbled, sounding like a child. “Oh, yes it is. He took my hand, pulling me to him. - Come here. You are so beautiful. Normally, I would have shied away, especially since I was