-+-+---+-+-+-+--++-+-++-++-+--+++-+-++--+ He didn't look, He didn't care, He was still engrossed in his work until I was close to the opposite side of a wooden table. I cleared my throat to get his attention so that he can look up, and dare to reach into my eyes. However, he simply ignored me. I cleared my throat again, just to make sure if I was audible enough, and to be precise I was! Still, he was engrossed in working. Maybe I should try to stomp my foot, so I did, I jumped on the floor with the heel I was wearing, and oh God it hurt so bad! I almost wrecked my leg in a period of moment. A sudden jolt of pain made me squirm in a loud voice. And the hell of that man, he chuckled on me! He has the guts to do that! He was still not looking up, but his face had a slight hint of amusement. "Women and their tactics to please men!" What? He is thinking that I am pleasing him? I am doing all the things on purpose to get his attention? The bastard he is!!! This sort of action by
-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-++-+-+-+- I was occupied with whatsoever I think was good enough for me so that my mind cannot think about him, and his stupid brain cell. However, to my wellness, I heard nothing from his side, neither did he ask for me the whole day, neither he slam on my door, so I was little relinquished to find out that I was finally having my peace and it doesn't matter if it is going to last for more than some peculiar hours or not! Night came slowly and before I blink, It became dark again, I stepped out of my room, and there was no- one to stop me. Working hours were done. So I called Amelia, it's been days since she and I had any talk., I was out of the building in ten minutes and I stood there for a minute when she asked me to meet at a pub. That pub was nearby it was a little cosy one. Oh to my goodness, it's been so long since I have been in a pub. I am excited to feel free even if it is going to be for tonight. But firstly, I have to reach the apar
-+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++--++++ "What do you think of yourself? Why you are here? To catch all the attention?" Words were slippering from my mouth, and before I knew it, I was bold enough to say whatever I was not able to utter through my words. "You first tell me what that man is doing here??" He raised his eyes brows, the stubble around his jaw was telling me he was determined to rule. But he is talking about whom??? "Excuse me? You are talking about whom???" My lid was half-open half close, I wanted to lay my head somewhere if he could be another man I would have laid my head on his chest, but he is blake Jensen! "That man," then he looked at a corner in a distance, there were a lot of people dancing with girls around them. As they were poles and girls were pole dancers. My vision was not clear. It was all blurry, I was tempted to the ground, and my voice was slurry too. "Can't you say the name!!! You are such an idiot," and then I giggled. I started giggling, with no i
-+-+-+-+-------+---+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+--------- For a moment I thought Mr Jensen has lost his mind. The way he was reacting was nonsensical and pathetic. It wasn't as Mr steward was going to do something to me. "Will you stop now!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. My voice was trembling and I was on the verge of losing my temper. I was already lost maybe it was tequila or maybe it moving in my head so slowly. However, he didn't. He kept throwing his anger at him. And then when it was slipping from his hand Mr steward started punching him! They were both engulfed in a fight. People were clicking their pictures. It was a complete mess! The trash in fact and what if they never stop? What if they kept fighting with each other? What if they never stopped? What if they get into prison? Oh, no shit!!!!! That cannot happen! I will do everything in my hand to stop this mess! "Blake and john! Stop now!" I shouted with all the power I had in my blood and veins. Maybe it was my outbur
-++++++----+++++++--+++++-+-++++++++ I was walking on the ramp and everyone was applauding me, everyone was chanting my name in a whisper as the wind was in love with me.I was wearing a full embellishment gown, what princess on actresses use to wear and nothing more consequences to me now, my mother was there looking at me, proudly, And there was one person who was sneaking at me, "Wake her, right now!" And then I was cold, cold again, a whole bucket of water was thrown at me. "What the f-" "Control yourself, Ms Brooke," I opened my eyes, and saw him on the sofa, reading the newspaper, and having a cup of coffee. He had a smirk on his face, his eyes were tensed a little though then I realised I was not at my home, neither I was in his car, I was in his room! And the water was thrown on me by his servant. The servant was gone soon because if he would have been here, Mr jerk would have called me by that stupid nickname of his. "So, How are you feeling now?" His voice was more s
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I have no idea what was in his mind, why was he behaving such a pig when I only gave him his taste of medicine, and why not? After all that he has done to me! My back was on the wall, he was in front of me, and both of his arms were on my side as if he has caged me in the prison. "What is wrong with you? damn it!" Then he slammed his fist on the wall. He was breathing hard, there was the rage in his eyes, and his chest was pumping up and down like a maniac. His little act somehow made me afraid, but I know better how to act in this situation. He is just playing with my mind, as always, and what can anybody expect him to do??? After all, he is a jerk! "Oh, Mr Jensen carefully," you might hurt yourself. I showed fake concern, though my heart was jumping in my chest and blood was pumping in my veins. "oh so now you care for me?" H
-+-+-+-+----+-+-+-+-+-+-+++--+---+---++--+--+- "Ms Brooke are you alright?" These were the words of that man who was the reason behind all the struggles. I didn't say anything, didn't even look at him. He came, the door which was in good condition was broken now, resting on the floor, and he has a bag in his hands. Now, what does he want? Has anything left for him to say? If he came here to apologise to me then he already apologised to me. However, it doesn't matter to him if I forgave him or not! "What do you want Mr Jensen?" I was still in sleeping mode, my head was still resting on the table and I was still hungry, my empty stomach was growling like a lost cause. "Why didn't you leave yet?" He raised his eyebrows, so sceptically that it could make a thrill to an ocean, While I was just a girl. "I could have asked you the same question," I looked away. And why
-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+++++-(++-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-- Why is he behaving as he is slaughtering me as a pig gets slaughtered before being murdered? His eyes had some mystery in them, oh maybe they were more mischievous. He has something in his mind, and what could it be? "Ms Brooke, I think you have learned your lesson, it isn't good for you to continue your work here. I don't want people to make statements that I, Blake Jensen ask her soon to be fiancee to work under his nose, that is inappropriate for both of us," So, I was right! He was doing everything so that he could ask me anything whatever he wants! What a jerk! "Oh I forgot to mention one thing, our engagement will be in two weeks, so prepare yourself according to that and stop working right now!" He was damn serious at that moment, his jaw was clenched as he switched his personality from one person to another in a
-+-+-+-+-+++++-++--+-++++---+++one month laterIt's been one month since the day he confessed what I was not expecting from me. It's been one month since I finally stood up for myself and listened to my heart. It's been one month of revelations and actions performed. our story started from the day he landed his eyes on me at the cafeteria where I was working and from that particular moment he got infatuated with my presence about how can I not get affected by his persona.and later when we met each other at that hotel he wasn't able to keep his eyes away from me. though he had Sophia with her still he wasn't able to control his sentiments. or maybe just say he was attracted to me and he wasn't able to accept the fact that I didn't find him alluring to my eyes.what occurred between us and the incident which changed my life wasn't what he was planning to do so. and later when he got the opportunity to perfectly use his power he did it perfectly.he did expect that if I was near him I
-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-++--+--+-+-+-+-+-+-- I was clueless about my future. Maybe I will run away from here and never look back again and maybe I will never forget what happened to me. I know he will not come after me and why I was expecting him to run after me? I don't even have any clue why I am burning inside. these touches, these marks will fade away but what about the marks john has given me on my soul, what about the scarcity I was feeling for blake Jensen? and what about the life I am living? my mother is almost dead because of me! several people are injured right there because of me and what the hell I did do? I did nothing! absolutely nothing! I had no idea where I was going, the wind around me was in devastation it was changing too in all the parameters in the night, and the moon was covered in shadows alarming me that it is going to rain soon. there was mud around me which was sulking my feet. I wasn't able to see any lights, it was opaque everywhere around, I don't kno
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a moment of getting into delusion forever, it was a moment of breaking through the edges. he had blood on his lower lip as it was brutally cut and furnished in hell. my eyes were heavy as an ocean not ready to wake up at any moment but when he called my name again to depict to all the almighty that he is here something strange erupted in my chest, a volcano arouse in my eyes and I screamed as I have never screamed before. something flashed in his eyes, it was crystal clear from his rage, from the fuming actions that he wanted to kill Stewart. and maybe he was going to kill too. "look who is here? the fucking Blake Jensen, ha! what do you think Jensen you can save this darling from me? well sorry to break your bubble she is mine not yours now go away otherwise my army will kill you!" "don't you dare
------_-------------------++----------------+-------------------- "I will leave Blake Jensen in shred by making you mine," these were the words of the man who used to behave like a gentleman and now look at him what is he doing. if he is man enough then why shouldn't he fight with his competition blake Jensen eye to eye. why is he using me to furnish his good for nothing plan? I saw his eyes when I was trying to get myself from the knot of the rope, the knot was hard for me to even strangle, but I had to do it anyway to get myself free. I stomped my leg in anticipation of horror and I hate myself; I hate myself for shedding a tear, and I hate myself for sobbing. the tears were dead on my skin they have mixed with the blood of my heart, if only my hands were free I would tell this good for nothing man to get lost. if only my life wouldn't have all these affections in my life. I was trying anything to create a distance when I failed miserably in losing the ties when he almost ripped m
-+-++++(+-+-+++--+--++++++++++++++--+++-+ Am I dead? Or am I alive? I can't see anything, everything is black around me. My head is spinning in circles and my breath was short too to think of anything else Maybe my face was covered and my hands are crushed too in a rope. I was only capable to hear what was transpiring around me, and I have no idea why I am believing that I am in major trouble. Trouble is not just a small word to comprehend my feeling, I am in big trouble because I have no idea where am I I remember was about to go to my house to meet my mother so can we run away from this good for nothing state which only gave me horrible memories, which only made me more miserable in all the scenarios. I was about to leave New York to go to Alaska where no one can find me as I decline to be just another girl to blame Jensen and I decline to be a pawn of John Stewart.However, I didn't understand who took me here in my numbness. I wasn't able to see anything, wasn't able t
-!-+-+&+-+-+-+&+-+-+-+-+&+-+-+-+-+- John Stewart wasn't the man I was thinking he would be. His father never gave his name to him and Stewart is his mother's last name. His mother was a secretary who was accepting income from the owner of Jensen's Industries. He had the only mission in his eyes to snatch the whole empire from the only son of the owner, the one and only Blake Jensen. On the first day when he embarked on his presence in Jensen industries, Blake didn't know who he was, nor anyone from the office premises knows what he was doing and who he was as he came under the disguise to monitor the workings. He kept his keen eyes on everything related to him to conclude that he has a very sophisticated image in the media and to ruin him he simply has to crush his image along with Jensen's industries. He planned the explosion in London because there was no way left for him to defeat him in business and to get things done he crossed his limits. He planned the most harmful thing f
-+-+++-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-++++++(++++-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- The car halted and made me almost jump from my seat. Outside the weather was not tempting, maybe a storm is about to come to divert our lives. His eyes were still dark and captivating from that moment when I took him by surprise by doing what he didn't expect me to do. To be honest I had to do anything to divert his mind and nothing is better than doing this. He cleared his throat and unlocked his seat belt, I glanced outside and revised we were outside the hospital. And what are we doing here? Does he secretly want to kill me? I didn't realise when he stepped outside and knocked on the window to ask me to come outside. I sheepishly without thinking anything else opened the door but forget to realise that rain has made the road wet. The muddy road was too wet and I lost my balance, I know I am going to fall hard on the ground to my butt. Nevertheless, I didn't fall, he saved me from falling onto the muddy ground. The only dilem
-+-+-++++++--+-+-+++-++++;+-+++-+ "He wants to snatch what is mine and you are one of them," these words are not just words these are emotions for me, these syllables were more dangerous than this man who was standing at the corner lurking outside the window, glancing at those tall buildings as I don't exist anymore. Did he just say that I belong to him?? And what does that even mean? Did he want to say that I was an employee and I cannot be his rival's employee anymore? And did Mr Stewart do such a remorseful thing to my mother? How can I trust you, Blake Jensen? When you left me dying in London when you didn't care about me to find out if I am dead or not then how can I trust you now? I cleared my throat and took a step ahead near to his existence when he was engulfed in smoking a cigarette, maybe I should also advise him that if he wants to die he can die by my hands rather than this smoking. "I want you to give me the evidence!" I could sense his shoulders were tensed so wa
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When I was a child I used to watch people walking toward multiplex to watch movies and I used to stare at them all the time when children like me were walking with their parents to live their life the fullest I used to build dreams of my own that maybe one day I will be capable enough to do what I want. And when I listen to this man who is making me believe that my life has more twists and turns than a reluctant movie. What he is saying is beyond my thoughts, the statement he has made is ridiculous enough to let anybody know that this is a lie. How can Mr Jensen be related to Mr Stewart? If he would have been his half-brother they would have the same surname besides Mr Jensen lives with his father and Mr Stewart doesn’t! Or maybe they have the same mother that’s why Mr Jensen doesn't talk about it anymore. However, this must all be rubbish and this can’t be true, he’s