I bite my lips as I pace the room. It's been a few hours since Jacob and Harvey went to get Tamara back. While we've waited, Rebecca and I tried to think of reasons why Tamara could have been kidnapped. Tamara comes from a wealthy family, but I don't believe she was abducted because of money. If she were, there would have been a ransom call, and her family would have reached out to ask what happened. Right after he left, Jacob texted saying Harvey wanted to ask me not to inform her family about the kidnapping.He doesn't want them to worry about her. I told him it was wrong to keep it a secret from them, but he said if they didn't come back with her by midnight, then I could tell her family. I glance at the stove clock. It's nearing midnight. Harvey and Jacob have been gone for almost six hours. I hope everything is okay.A knock at the door snaps me out of my thoughts. Rushing over, I pull it open, and gasp in shock once my eyes land on Tamara in Harvey's arms. They walk inside the r
Jacob is still inside me when I wake up, his arms wrapped around me. Slowly, I lift my head from his chest and sit up. His length moves inside me as I do, so I try my best to be gentler as I disentangle myself from him. I successfully remove him from inside of me without waking him up. The rising sun shines through the window, catching my attention. It's gorgeous. I should take a picture of it for Rebecca, she loves sunrises. Oh my God, Rebecca! I can't believe I left her waiting last night. Hopefully she figured out what was taking me so long and decided to leave us to it. I'll text her to check in once I find my phone.I can't believe I slept with Jacob again, and this time I can't even blame alcohol. When Jacob touches me, I forget that he is someone's fiancé, and all logical thought flies out the window. I don't even want to imagine how hurt Hannah would be if she found out. I know Jacob is only marrying her because of his mother but still. Shame grips me. I should be the last per
I bite into the pillow, muffling the moan about to rip out of me as Jacob spreads my ass cheeks and enters me without warning. Pleasure builds in my belly as he thrusts. How we ended up having sex again in Jacob's room is a mystery to me.A gasp escapes my lips when he slaps my ass, digging his nails into my waist as he moves in and out of me. My legs are barely holding me up, vibrating with pleasure.He drops down on my back and whispers into my ear, "Someone's been a bad girl lately." He slaps my ass again."What's Daddy gonna do about it?" I rasp, breathless from the desire flowing through me.Jacob moves a hand to one of my breasts, cupping and squeezing it. "You'll be punished." He pulls my nipple before slapping my breast hard."Jacob," I moan, loving how rough he is.He continues to slam into me, alternating between slapping my breasts and my ass. My release builds, but then it suddenly stops when Jacob pulls out of me. My body gives a silent cry of desperation."Don't worry, m
I stand in front of the mirror and look at my flat belly. Disbelief settles in that a human is growing inside of me. It's so surreal. I make myself turn away from my reflection, knowing I need to get ready for work. It's been a week since I got back from Hawaii, and I haven't seen or spoken to Jacob. I've made sure to avoid him at all costs. Security at my office has been instructed to never allow him inside the building. And I blocked his number, too. I don't want to have any contact with him. I am done. For real this time.Walking out of my room, I take the stairs down to the dining area for breakfast. I kiss Dad on the cheeks and take a seat on his right side. I haven't told him I'm pregnant yet, but I plan to tonight. He's going to be so disappointed in me. It's bad enough that I got knocked up but what makes it worse is who the father is. Dad hates Jacob with a passion. He was scared I would kill myself because of how heartbroken I was after Jacob cheated. Dad saw how madly in lo
The sound of people arguing wakes me. Confused, I look around to find where the voices are coming from and where I am. A heart monitor beeps to the left of me. Am I in the hospital? I pull the curtains surrounding the bed I'm in open to see who else is there and why they're arguing.The scene I'm greeted with only confuses me more. "Dad?" I say, shocked to see him here."Sarah, you're finally up," Dad says, relief in his voice as he rushes over to me."How are you feeling?" Jacob asks, coming to stand on the other side of the bed. I open my mouth to reply, but Dad cuts me off."You're still here?" Dad barks, glaring at Jacob. Yikes. If looks could kill, then Jacob would definitely be dead right now."I know you don't want me here," Jacob bites out, "but it's my baby she's carrying."My eyes widen. Oh my God, Dad knows? How did he find out? This is bad. He's going to kill Jacob."A baby that you put in her without her permission," Dad snaps."Just because we aren't together doesn't mea
Jacob and I flew out of Texas as soon as we could. Dad was not happy to hear about the trip, but he also understood why I was going. He admitted he will have to learn to see Jacob's face often since he is the father of my baby. Any urgent work matters I had been meaning to do this week I handed over to Rebecca, and then postponed what I could till next week. And now, we're here.I take a deep breath and step out of the car, standing next to Jacob. We just arrived at his family's estate in Louisiana. My mouth hangs open when I see the mansion in front of me. The sheer size of it takes my breath away. I come from a wealthy family, but the house in front of me is nothing compared to mine or any other I have seen. Jacob takes my hand and walks us up to the massive french doors. Jacob presses the bell, and I look around as we wait. I was not looking out the window as we drove in, so I didn't take in the beauty of their front yard. The flowers are all trimmed to perfection, and the fountain
Jacob clears his throat. "I think you should take a seat.""Okay, fine." I walk into the room and sit on a couch close to the bed. My patience is running thin, but it's probably for the best if we don't have this conversation in the hallway."Where do I start?" Jacob swallows and rubs a palm across his face."I don't know, maybe from the beginning?" I suggest, sarcastically."Yes, you're right; from the beginning would be best. But first, will you promise me something?" Jacob bends down to my level and tries to take my hand, but I yank it away. He sighs and turns to face Nana. She nods, encouraging him to continue.He looks back at me, but I speak before he has a chance. "I don't think you can ask me to promise you anything after everything you have done to me and what you just said a few seconds ago.""I know, you're right. But promise me you won't leave until you've listened to everything I have to say."I consider his request. "Fine, I can give you that; I'll wait for you to finish
The following morning, I wake up to a knock at my door. I climb out of bed to answer. Pulling it open, I find Jacob dressed in a fine Tom Ford suit that hugs his body well. I wonder what he's so dressed up for."Good morning, Jacob," I say, yawning. I move out of the way to let him in."Morning, mon amour," he pecks my cheeks and smiles. "How are you and the baby doing today?""We're fine.""That's good to hear," he says, gently rubbing my flat baby bump and gazing at it with love. Jacob is going to be an amazing father. He continues, "I came to inform you that I'll be gone the whole day. My grandfather has asked me to handle some business for him.""I'm surprised he would after the way he acted yesterday.""Me too; When he called this morning, I was expecting him to inform me that I'd been disowned." Jacob smiles. "I want us to have breakfast together, if that's okay with you, before I leave.""Sure, let me shower and brush my teeth. I'll meet you in the hotel restaurant after freshe
"What are you reading over there?" Charles asks. It's been a few hours since we took off. Charles apparently doesn't care that I'm his sister's enemy and has been talking to me for most of the flight. I think it's because he has an interest in me, but I might be wrong."A romance novel," I reply, switching off my phone screen and turning to face him."You're a romance fan?""Yes, I am.""So, you must be waiting for your prince charming to rescue you then?""No, I'm not.""But you're a romance fan?""Yes.""I'm confused," he chuckles.I laugh before speaking. "I love romance novels, but not the typical kind you might be familiar with.""Hmm, let me guess, you're into dark romance," Charles says, smirking."Yes, I am." I smile. "How did you know?""Once you said it's not the typical type of romance, dark romance was the next thing that came to my head.So, tell me your favorite book and why it's your favorite.""I don't have just one favorite. I love too many.""What if you had to choos
I take a sip of my margarita and lie back down on the beach chair by Tamara's pool. Sighing, I remember what she told me a few days ago. I still can't wrap my head around the fact that Jacob will be married soon. Just the thought is hard for me to handle. It's enough to make me want to drink, which is why I had to come over to Tamara's, so I could do it without Dad eyeing me. I've been drinking more lately, and he worries."There's something I need to tell you," Tamara says as she steps out of the pool."I'm listening," I say, putting my drink down and sitting up."Harvey finally found out why Jacob is behaving so strangely toward you.""Really?" I ask, hope fluttering in my heart. Things might start making sense now.Tamara nods and looks at me with pity in her eyes.I wonder why, isn't this good news? "What did he say?""He hates you.""What?" I ask, shocked."Jacob hates you, and Harvey says Jenny is responsible for it.""I don't understand.""After Jacob was discharged from the ho
Catching up with him before he walks back into the ballroom, I move to grab his arm, but he yanks out of my grip."Jacob, please tell me you didn't just say the word 'fiancée'?" I ask, my heart beating hard against my chest.He's about to reply, but someone beats him to it. My already cracked heart shatters into a million pieces once I hear her voice."There you are, my love," Hannah says from behind me. I hear her approaching, but before she can get to us, Jacob walks up to her. I turn around, and what I see breaks my heart even more. Tears fill my eyes as Jacob captures her lips in a kiss. My shattered heart squeezes in my chest and suddenly breathing is difficult. Jacob doesn't close his eyes as he kisses her; instead, he stares at me. I bite my lip to stop it from trembling and try my best to contain my tears, but I can't. My knees weaken, so I lean against the wall to prevent myself from falling.I can't believe he's kissing her. Does Jacob truly not love me anymore? When he said
Throwing the blanket off my body, I sit up and drop my feet over the side of the bed. Glancing at my phone, I see there's a few important messages that I'll need to reply to while at work. At first, it was hard going back into the office after everything that happened, but as the days have passed, I've been grateful for the distraction.It's been months since my child was taken from me. I can't believe how time flies. A part of me is grateful for how quickly it's passed because it makes it less painful that it's been a month since I last saw Jacob. His mother made sure the day we found out about his amnesia was the last time I stepped foot in that hospital.Not even Yennefer could help me.Not being able to be there for him at such a critical point in his life breaks my heart. I bet he still doesn't even know who I am. I'm certain his mother has made sure of that.Tears sting the back of my eyes, and I throw my head back, trying to blink them away. My heart breaks every time I think a
SARAHI bite my nails and pace the room, waiting for news of Jacob's rescue. Harvey came an hour ago and told me they were able to figure out where the gang was holding him, and that they were going to get him back. I have barely eaten or slept since I found out Jacob had been taken. I can't even think straight. The thought of losing Jacob and how much that will destroy me is all I can think about.The Smiths didn't report Jacob missing to the authorities. They feared the gang would have harmed him more in retaliation if they did. Instead, Edward hired a mercenary group to find him. But I also suspect Edward didn't want to get the cops involved, so the gang members wouldn't tell them about the kidnapping he had hired them for. I disagreed with their decision to not to go to the cops, but I honestly don't care as long as they find Jacob. Someone bursts into the room, snapping me out of my thoughts. I look at Tamara, wondering why the hell she came in like that."They found him!" Tamara
I wake up to the sound of someone calling my name. The first thing I see as I open my eyes is a dark brown ceiling. Someone touches my arm, and I turn."Thank God, you woke up. I was worried sick." Tamara gets up from the chair she'd been sitting in and pulls me into her arms."Tamara?" I don't return her embrace, confused about where we are and what happened. "What's going on?" I ask as she pulls away from me."You don't remember?" Tamara's eyes widen.Closing my eyes, I try to force my brain to recall what happened. Tears flow down my cheeks as I remember. It wasn't just a horrible nightmare. It's true. I open my eyes and face Tamara, just as Harvey walks in."Harvey, please tell me Jenny was lying," I plead, begging him to tell me the words I wish to hear."Sarah..." His eyes are filled with sadness."Please say it." More tears stream down my face. Tamara grabs my hand and gives it a small squeeze."I wish I could."I swallow and force myself to ask a question that I'm not sure I w
Later that night, I wake up to the feeling of something wet and soft on my forehead. I don't open my eyes because I know who it is. Jacob is here for his nightly visit. I don't know how he gets in this late, but he's come to see me every single night even though I asked him to stay away. I won't lie; a part of me is happy he didn't listen, because I look forward to this nighttime ritual. I lay as still as possible, pretending to be asleep."How are you doing today, my love?" Jacob whispers. "I'm here to visit like I promised I would. I hope you're doing better."I want to answer, and say yes, I am doing better and tell him there's nothing to worry about, but I don't. His voice tells me how concerned he is, and I wish I could ease his worries, but I can't. He'll stop coming once I acknowledge his visits, and I don't want that. I need this time with him.Tears sting the back of my eyes. Knowing these are the only moments I'll ever have with him makes my heart ache. I truly wish things c
Jacob sleeps soundly close to my lap. It's been a few hours since I woke up. I went back to sleep after our conversation. Exhaustion from all the crying I had done and the injuries I had sustained took hold of me. I gently stroke Jacob's hair while he sleeps. Lifting my hand away from his head for a second, I wipe away the teardrop falling from my eyes. I've been doing some thinking. And what I'm thinking about makes me tear up. I sniffle a little, and the sound causes Jacob to wake up."You're crying," he says, seeing the tears in my eyes."No, I'm not," I lie, wiping the evidence from my face. "I need to talk to you.""What is it, mon amour?"A bullet tears through my heart hearing him call me that. His love. Placing a hand on his face, I try to memorize every detail. This is the last time I'll ever be close to him, so I take my time admiring his handsome face. He is about to place his hand over mine, but I draw away before he can. I adjust a little on the bed and clear my throat be
Once I arrive at the abandoned building, I rush inside. My heart racing harder with every step. I'm praying it's not too late. I can't imagine my life without Sarah. The guilt of causing her death would ruin me. I pray I won't have to face such an existence. I kick open the first door I come across. The man in the room jumps up from the couch as the door falls off its hinges."What the fuck!" He shouts, the joint he'd been smoking tumbling to the ground. The whole place reeks of weed, I could smell it even before I walked in.I don't care to give him a second glance, instead scanning the whole room for Sarah. I don't have to search long. The blood trail coming from the room's right side is enough to tell me where she is.The man who'd been sitting on the couch walks toward me. "Who the fuck are you?" he growls, but I don't answer and push him out of the way.Dropping to the floor, I take Sarah's head in my lap once I get to her. All the anger I felt as I drove here vanishes as I hold