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Rich Love Fifty
He woke up to find himself in the waiting room. He was tired from the adrenaline rush and fell asleep while he waited. Gerrick Finlay approached him, Gabriel’s lawyer had been the busiest man in the city after the incident. He briefed Perry on the urgency to keep all information under wraps. The case has been taken over by the police and everyone involved will be signed under a confidentiality agreement. Perry didn’t care about any of that, he just wanted to know what was going on with Jamie and Gabriel. “They’re okay … Gabriel had undergone surgery, he survived the critical phase … the bullet had been taken out of his body and given to the police for ballistic evidence … he’s still under anesthesia in the ICU and Jamie …” Gerrick smiled, “She insisted to stay in there with him … we had to get a special clearance for her to be there … she’s fine too.” Perry let out an exhale, “Thank you … I’ll just wait for her here.”********** Jamie sat on the chair beside his bed. The doctor ha
Rich Love Fifty One
She started to understand why Gabriel was the way he was. All those confidentiality agreements, how he kept his private life tight shut from the public, why he was so paranoid about people knowing details about his life. From a single picture of his ‘pregnant date’ on a magazine spread, someone had already plotted to kidnap the unborn child. It was dangerous to be that rich. No wonder he was so isolated from the world and lost his trust in people. It took almost a month for his wound to heal and then they were back in Bhorma. She wanted to be with her turtles, collecting eggs, caring for her hatchlings, and releasing batch after batch of her babies. Most of all, she was ready to visit her baby’s grave. She left flowers on her tomb and wondered how different things would’ve been if her baby was with her at the time of her kidnapping. Bhorma became her second home because that’s where her baby was. “Do you remember what you said to me before you fainted in the car?” She brought up
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Bohemian … is the style she chose whenever she’s not at work. Flower bandana around her head, her favorite orange sunglasses, a leather sling bag, and leather straps and sandals wrapped around her lean long legs up to her knees. “How do I look?” she asked Perry, her housemate. He tilted his head to one side and rested his hands on his waist. Even without make-up, her face was naturally beautiful. “Like Margot Simmins … a free-spirited hippie who roams the city without a care in the world … looking for the next unassuming gentleman who’s about to get his next great lay and left to wonder what the fuck just happened to him,” he hugged her from behind. “I feel sorry for the poor bastard already,” he chuckled. “Oh please … guys love no commitment fucks, they’d do it every day if they can.” “Not all of them … especially those who drink their coffee quietly at the coffee houses you go to … for a nice person like you, what you’re doing is pretty cruel, you know?” She turned to face him
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He worked in the hotel industry. He was too busy building a career, didn’t have any time to be married and have a family, or so he said. With his looks, he probably didn’t want to be tied down with just one woman. Typical, she assumed. But it was better for her that way. He said he was on leave, which he rarely gets, and spent it reading at his favorite coffee house, by himself. He claimed he wasn’t very social and didn’t have many friends. That part was believable, she was doing most of the talking for hours. Richard came off as reserved, a man of few words. When he did speak, his voice was deep and cool. He never goes into details whenever he answers her questions, then again, she didn’t ask too many either. Too much detail was not good for her plan. Judging from how relaxed his body language was, he must be at least a Manager at the hotel he worked for, or perhaps the General Manager. She wasn’t the only one who was doing the assessment, she could tell he was observing her too.
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The Somerset Inn was a 15-minute walk from the pier. The day was grey, the night was starting to come alive by the lights. But The Somerset Inn was dim and looked rather sleazy from the outside. Richard folded his arms and stared at the flickering neon sign. “Why do I get the feeling that I won’t be getting your number or even your last name?” he asked calmly. “Simmins … Margot Simmins … that’s my last name.” He raised a brow, “And your phone number?” She smiled, “Just look it up … you’ll find me.” “Whatever happened to an old-fashioned chance encounter when a gentleman can take a woman home and pick her up again for another date?” “Oh … come on Richard, don’t tell me you’ve never done this before?” “You wouldn’t believe me if I tell you,” he exhaled deeply. “You’re saying … you’re a 44-year-old, attractive, single man … who never had a one-night stand?” “Is that what this is? A one-night stand? I thought we’re friends now?” She laughed, “Of course we are … that makes it a l
Rich Love Four
Richard had practically broken every rule she ever made for her sexcapades. He kissed her, they did it more than once, she fell asleep and ended up staying overnight. The man with the deep cold stare had turned her inside out, even though she didn’t want to admit it. She almost lost control of herself.When she woke up with the sunlight warm against her face, she tiptoed to put on her clothes. Richard was still fast asleep with less than half of his body covered under the thin white sheet, what a sight it was.She wrote a note and left $200 with it on the pillow next to him. She couldn’t get out of there fast enough. This guy was dangerous, he made her feel something she never felt before with any of her dates.His warm touches, his soft lips against her skin, his eyes, the way he smelled, and his kiss. She touched her lips as she experienced it again in her mind. She smiled and fidgeted in her seat in the backseat of a taxi on her way home. She reached into her sling bag to find the
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ONE MONTH LATERJamie Knox was a freelancer. That much was true. She created Public Relations campaigns for small companies and non-profit organizations that didn’t have their own internal PR department, and whose values she believed in. She was also an advocate for animal rights and supported many causes to restore the environment.She made enough for a living by doing what she was passionate about. Her communication skills were beneficial to persuade major companies, the government, and the public to fund her campaigns, so she was often asked to deliver speeches or do presentations at fundraising events.She often worked with Perry who ran his own small event organizer company. They referred each other to the company that hired them because their field of work intertwined. One of their recent projects was the annual charity event for Save The Animals Foundation. The largest environmental foundation in Lancaster.Jamie was asked to be one of the speakers to introduce their activities
Rich Love Six
There were very few details about the mysterious tycoon that the public knew. For one, Gabriel inherited his parents' wealth when they died in a plane crash. He was 15 years old at the time, the only surviving passenger of the total 7 people on board. It wasn’t an exaggeration when they described it as a miracle.He was hospitalized for three months and then returned home under the guardianship of his grandmother. The only living family member he had at the time. Afterward, his family lawyers shut down any information anyone tried to get about the sole heir of the Love Dynasty.Gabriel was taken out of school and deprived of any social contact with the outside world. People could only speculate what the family lawyers and CEOs of his father’s companies were trying to get out of the poor boy’s tragedy. His name never resurfaced again until he turned 21 years old and eligible to claim his legal rights over his parents' fortune.No pictures had ever been taken of the young billionaire, i
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Rich Love Fifty One
She started to understand why Gabriel was the way he was. All those confidentiality agreements, how he kept his private life tight shut from the public, why he was so paranoid about people knowing details about his life. From a single picture of his ‘pregnant date’ on a magazine spread, someone had already plotted to kidnap the unborn child. It was dangerous to be that rich. No wonder he was so isolated from the world and lost his trust in people. It took almost a month for his wound to heal and then they were back in Bhorma. She wanted to be with her turtles, collecting eggs, caring for her hatchlings, and releasing batch after batch of her babies. Most of all, she was ready to visit her baby’s grave. She left flowers on her tomb and wondered how different things would’ve been if her baby was with her at the time of her kidnapping. Bhorma became her second home because that’s where her baby was. “Do you remember what you said to me before you fainted in the car?” She brought up
Rich Love Fifty
He woke up to find himself in the waiting room. He was tired from the adrenaline rush and fell asleep while he waited. Gerrick Finlay approached him, Gabriel’s lawyer had been the busiest man in the city after the incident. He briefed Perry on the urgency to keep all information under wraps. The case has been taken over by the police and everyone involved will be signed under a confidentiality agreement. Perry didn’t care about any of that, he just wanted to know what was going on with Jamie and Gabriel. “They’re okay … Gabriel had undergone surgery, he survived the critical phase … the bullet had been taken out of his body and given to the police for ballistic evidence … he’s still under anesthesia in the ICU and Jamie …” Gerrick smiled, “She insisted to stay in there with him … we had to get a special clearance for her to be there … she’s fine too.” Perry let out an exhale, “Thank you … I’ll just wait for her here.”********** Jamie sat on the chair beside his bed. The doctor ha
Rich Love Forty Nine
A shot was fired. It startled everyone outside. Melvin’s first reaction was to punch one of the guards in the face and took over his gun. The other man pulled his gun from the back of his pants but Melvin was too fast for him. He shot the second man in the leg and arm and took his gun too. A second gunshot was fired. Jamie went into the room, she got down on the floor to avoid a stray bullet. She looked for Gabriel, he was not far from the door, he was on the floor. She saw Eddie still with a gun in his hand, he too was on the floor near the armchair where she had sat. “Eddie! Did you shoot him?” was the first thing that came out of her mouth. “Gabriel!” she shouted in panic. His shirt and jacket were stained with quite a significant amount of blood, but he was conscious. He sat up and checked on his wound. His left abdomen was bleeding. “Are you fucking crazy? What the hell did you do?” she screamed at Eddie. “Come on we have to get you to the hospital,” she looped her arm around
Rich Love Forty Eight
“Gabriel … what are you doing here?” she couldn’t figure out whether she was glad to see him or was she more nervous that he was in the room with Eddie holding a gun.Eddie grabbed her and wrapped his arm around her neck and he pointed the gun at her head. “Yeah, Asshole … what are you doing here?” He was calm, even though he too had a gun pointed at his head by one of Eddie’s men. “I believe we have an unfinished business, Eddie … I’m here to settle it … man to man,” he focused his attention on Eddie now. “Why don’t you just let her go so we can talk privately … I’m unarmed … those fine gentlemen have searched me … if you could tell him to leave us alone … I’m all yours,” he offered. Eddie scoffed, “You’re such a cocky son of a bitch … What makes you think you can come here and tell me what to do? I have the upper hand here … you see this gun?” he waved the gun and pointed it back to Jamie’s head. “I’m not afraid to use it … I can make a hole right through her head, right here, rig
Rich Love Forty Seven
She looked at the barrel of the gun in horror, she laid back on the chair and raised both hands in front of her. There was no way of telling what he was going to do next. If he was going to shoot her, all she could do was stall him while she figured out a way to escape her situation. “Eddie … please, calm down, can you just tell me what’s going on? I promise I will try my best to help you,” she said calmly. “You had your chance to help me when I first came to you, Jamie! But did you? Huh?” he stood up still pointing the gun at her. “I’m sorry … I’m sorry … I couldn’t help you then, there was no way I could’ve helped you then, I didn’t know anything about the tapes … but I will try and help you now … if you tell me what the problem is,” she crouched on the armchair looking away from the gun that was so close to her face. Eddie started to pace back and forth, swinging his gun every which way. “He promised not to leak my video … he lied!” he screamed at her. Oh my God, she muttered
Rich Love Forty Six
Jamie looked over her shoulder, the black car was there. After what Gabriel said, the car that gave her a sense of protection now felt like a threat. Her heart raced. “Are you sure they’re not your men?” “Men? There are multiple people inside? You can see them?” She started to pick up her pace as the car moved forward following her footsteps. “No … the windows are pitch black.” She glanced back at the car, “I think they know something’s up,” she said and ran faster. Her mind told her to run as fast as she could to a public area, but the commercial area is 5 minutes away. Then she heard a car door slam, and another, and another. Her earphones fell off from her running, she didn’t have time to put them back on. “They’re chasing me, Gabriel …” She tried to take a glimpse of the men who were running after her, but she didn’t recognize any of them. Three men in black suits and sunglasses were right on her tail. She looked around, there was no one else but her. Her constant looking
Rich Love Forty Five
“Do you think he really has a torture chamber in his basement? To be fair, I’ve never really explored his house, and it’s huge,” Jamie asked Perry when she was back home. Perry laughed it off, “Pfft … come one, Gabriel? My guess would be a dungeon where he keeps his Pegasus or a cave at best, you know … where he stores all his high tech shit for doomsday prepper.” They laughed. “But honestly, Perry … I don’t really know him that well, the times we spent together were amazing, but he never really opened up to me … it felt like he’s incapable of doing that, he didn’t stop me from leaving, even though I wanted him to, maybe he didn’t want me to stay … not really?” Perry leaned closer to her on the sofa, “It seems like he knows you better than you know him … you’re taking this break to figure yourself out and you should … I think Gabriel is a very intimidating figure because of who he is, it made you feel that distance, but everytime I see the two of you together, all I can see are tw
Rich Love Forty Four
Two weeks after her miscarriage, she packed her suitcase. She put in all her maternity clothes she bought in Bhorma, she was taking them home to keep in her closet. She couldn’t bear to look at them anymore, at least for a while. She leftt most of her summer outfit in the hotel’s wardrobe, she will be back in a month or so. She looked into the mirror after she showered, and really looked for the first time. Her breasts, they weren’t round anymore. Her belly was getting back into its normal size, but not quite yet. The small incision from the C-section was visible, it was almost completely healed. Stretch marks, like footprints of what had been in her swollen belly. Soon enough, her body will get back to the way it used to look, except for the stretch marks. She put on her robe, tied the knot and walked out from the bathroom. Gabriel was standing over her suitcases, he came in from the internal elevator. She wasn’t sure what he was doing there. “You’re leaving tomorrow?” his hands w
Rich Love Forty Three
It felt like all the lights in her world had been turned off, everything was dark. The baby blues hit hard. She curled up on her bed at the hotel for days. Everything hurts. Her soul ached and nothing can make her feel better. Her breasts were leaking milk, her whole body swollen, the wound from the C-section was painful but there was no baby. The worst thing was there was no explanation to why it had happened, one minute it was there, healthy and fine, the next it was gone. One minute they were planning to welcome a new person into their lives, the next was a funeral. She didn’t want to be there. She didn’t want to bury a tiny casket with her child in it. What was once growing inside her body was going to rot in the ground. Gabriel and Perry took care of the arrangement and said their goodbyes to tiny baby Kendall Patricia Love, the name they put on the tombstone. “Can you stay here for awhile? She needs the both of us here … and to tell you the truth, it’s hard for me too …” Ga
