So Soft

Alexander's POV

My body crashed into the driver's seat, but I wasn't concerned about myself. My mind was on Jessica.

As the car came to a halt, I quickly stabilized myself and darted my gaze toward her.

My eyes widened in shock at the sight of her slumped body, with blood trickling down her head.

"Jessica!" I exclaimed in shock.

"Jessica..." I muttered, fear filling me as I reached for her. I scooped her into my arms and gently wiped the blood dripping down her face.

Reaching for my pocket, I pulled out my handkerchief and pressed it against the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.

"What the hell was that?!" I spat, turning to see Dustin's car.

It seemed like that bastard was stronger and more determined than I thought. Even a bullet through his thigh hadn't stopped him. What did he truly want from Jessica? Was he working for my rival? Or was this all for his sick pleasure?

I wanted to go to him, drag the answers out of him, and blow up his car for nearly causing an accident, but I had to keep Jessica safe. I would deal with him later.

"Martin," I called, my voice laced with urgency.

"Yes, Master..." Martin replied weakly.

"Are you okay? Can you drive?" I asked, concern creeping into my voice.

It had been a long time since I had shown true concern for anyone.

"Yes, I can. I'm fine, thank you..." He replied, his voice firmer.

"Jessica has passed out. Call the doctor and tell him to be at the mansion before we arrive, "I ordered.

"Okay, sir," He responded.

Martin turned on the ignition, speeding away and quickly losing Dustin's car.

I released a sigh as my gaze shifted down to Jessica's peaceful face. She hadn't aged a day. If anything, she looked younger, but those cheeks of hers still had the same blush, and her lips were just as plump.

My hand slowly moved to her tender bottom lip, and I ran my thumb across it. What a beauty.

"Jessy..." I whispered, a smile forming on my lips.

It had been years since I last smiled. My life had been empty since I lost her...but now I had her back. This was the best day of my life.

"I'm so glad to have you," I beamed, but my smile vanished as doubt crept into my mind.

Why did she look at me like I was a stranger? And why did she deny being Jessica so many times?

Had her trauma been so severe that she had forgotten who she was? Was she coping by pretending not to know me?

My heart ached at the thought of the suffering she must have endured. I should have shot that animal in the head for hurting her so much.

"Master," Martin called, pulling me from my thoughts.

"Yes?" I answered, raising my gaze.

"She's paralyzed." He uttered, confusing me. "I mean...Ma'am Jessica."

Anger rippled through my veins as I heard the word "paralyzed." Whatever they did to Jessica had left her handicapped. My woman couldn't walk?

My hand slowly departed her lips and clenched tightly. I dug my nails so deep into my palm, drawing blood.

"Turn the car around!" I growled.

"Master Alexander, it's not worth it. You shouldn't be after vengeance now. Your priority should be keeping her safe," Martin said, his words were laced with truth.

I took a deep breath, forced myself to calm down, and loosened my fist. I shifted my gaze to the gun beside me, vowing to use it later to end that bastard.

"You're right," I finally spoke, my anger shimmering down. "I need to care for her first. I can't imagine the pain she must be going through...my poor Jessy,"

It broke my heart, knowing that she suffered so much because of me. If I hadn't been Alexander McQueen, then she would have been safe.

"I will protect you from now on," I vowed once again, pulling her closer to me.

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When we arrived at the mansion, the doctor was already waiting. I carried Jessica to my room, and the doctor began the examination.

"How is she? Are there any internal injuries? Should I take her to the hospital?" I inquired, my worry evident.

I didn't see how she banged her head because I was a bit shaken by the jolt. So, I didn't know the impact she must have suffered.

"She's stable, but any other pain will be known when she wakes up." Doctor Sean replied calmly. "Her blood pressure is a bit high, but I don't think it's anything serious."

"Are you certain?" I questioned, my tone leaving no room for doubt.

"I am," He said, swallowing hard. "You can give her these medications when she wakes up. If any pain persists, she should come to the hospital," He muttered, placing some drugs on the nightstand and packing his kit.

"Thank you, Doctor," I said.

"Goodbye, Mr. McQueen," He said as he left the room.

Once I was alone, I sat beside her and ran my fingers through her brunette hair that framed her face so perfectly.

My heart couldn't stop racing at the sight of her. I still couldn't believe that I had the love of my life with me.

"My love..." I whispered, a wide smile appearing on my lips.

I could feel a warmth spread across my heart as I gazed at her.

Letting out a sigh, I stood to my feet and tossed my shoes aside. I unbuttoned my shirt, slipping it off my body.

Slowly, I lifted the blanket that covered her and slipped under it. I wanted to feel her warmth, I missed it.

I slipped the blanket over us and pulled her closer to me. She felt small in my embrace, but that made holding her more comforting. I wrapped my hands more firmly around her, and my lips curved.

"She's so soft..." I murmured, closing my eyes with a contented smile.