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Jordan Bells was the country's beautiful face, a handsome actor and model famous for his good looks; several female models are after him, and several producers and elite personalities are attempting to get him to marry their children. But he refuses. A universal playboy who enchants every female in his path. Getting a girl was not Jordan’s headache. He is a person who, despite his good looks, wants to be acknowledged without being judged by them. He wants a woman who will love him not just because of his good looks, but someone who will love him sincerely. But he is far from realizing that. His actions and agency speak well against his needs. After the film shoot is done, Jordan is escorted back to his van by his personal assistant, Mark, who carries Jordan’s food pack, his coat, his personal makeup tool kit, and an exchange of clothes. Mark hurried to catch up with a very angry Jordan, who was muttering vents as he walked. "I do not get why he will get me signed for a film lik
With sweat streaming down her back, Captain Ysabelle Gum punched the punching bag for the hundredth time. Her hair, tied in a band at the back of her head, bounced just as energetically as she hit the bag. Her appearance is murderous. Her beautiful face twisted into a frown, her brown blazing eyes pointing as they locked on their target. Dark thoughts swirled in her mind. She was furious. The conniving bitch, the sly fox, had the guts to seduce James, her brother. She hit the punching bag again, harder this time. The hands were blistered red. Her face was determined, and each muscle on her back was strained as she hit the bag. It was difficult for her to be the last child in her family of two brothers after her parents died. Her brothers were brigadier generals in Yusama, their home country. Just recently, James got married to Ysabelle’s longtime enemy, Rina. Since their falling out in high school, the slimy bitch has never bothered to get along with Ysabelle. She would have love
What was supposed to be a peaceful experience was turning out to be a chaotic experience when Ysabelle was told she was going to be in charge of a group of actors coming over to the border to shoot a movie."Are we to babysit them? Sir" she asked her superior in the most respectful tone possible.The Major General was understanding of her plight. He did not look angry at her question. " What are we to do? They got a letter and all protocols have been followed to give them permission to film. But we are going to issue them warnings as regards where they can go and where not. However, I will leave all that to you. All of my officers are occupied with specific duties at this point, and you were sent to us unexpectedly. Therefore, you are in charge of the acting team. "There was nothing left to say. She gave her salute and went out. She screamed into the air at the mere thought of it. Her brothers got her good this time. She was being reduced to being a baby sitter.Ysabelle snapped out
The news of what had happened had spread like wildfire, and the public had developed strong feelings about it. Jordan wondered how they had all heard about it. The military definitely would not release any information. It must have been the actors. A heavy knock sounded on his bedroom door. Jordan ignored it. The knock was persistent.Jordan stood up reluctantly from the bed and went to open the door. Mark came in hurriedly with Jordan’s next scene’s clothing. It had been ironed and straightened out for him. Jordan glanced at the dull clothes with distaste, his humiliation still fresh in his mouth."You have to be punctual, please. Our next shooting location has been approved and that... Mark clipped his tongue. He hurriedly dropped the laundry and tried to run out of the room."That who?" Jordan asked he knew who Mark was talking about."The soldier that saved you, she is at the filming set. " He said hurriedly and left the room.Jordan sighed. He was confused. That was a given. She
Splashing cold water on her face when she got back to her room was needed. Ysabelle could still feel his lips on her own. She screamed in frustration. She felt like doing all sorts of harm to his handsome face. The actor was so sly. He must be delusional. Perhaps he was deprived of love at a young age. He was clingy too. Her head hurts just thinking about him. Her phone buzzed; it was a message from the major requesting to see her. No doubt, the information had reached his hearing. She signed it in defeat. She didn’t want to discuss her first kiss with the major.There was no way the dratted actor would even know it was her first time. He had taken it as though it was his right.He no doubt slept with several females, who succumbed to his charm so easily, but she would break his arm despite the code of conduct. She would break his arm and go to prison if she had to.How dare he take her first kiss?She walked out of the dorm angry. The junior officers stayed out of her way as she wen
Jordan stared quietly at the woman advancing upon him. her hips twitching in her tight and smug uniform, surely she had no idea the effect her body had on him. He straightened up from his position on the hard floor, dusting himself up as pain crept up his ribs. He must have fallen very badly.Jordan groaned. He would make sure to teach his double a thing or two about revenge when he was done.Ysabelle stuck her hands out to him. Jordan ignored it, not trusting her. He remained on the floor, and all the crew members ran to him. His manager helped him up. They sat him on a chair that was dragged close.In between shouts of pain, Jordan caught a glance at Ysabelle watching him with a very disgusted look on her face. But he was past caring; his legs really hurt.The director was not pleased with his display at all when the fuss was all over and they allowed him to take a rest."I am not happy with your performance so far, Jordan. "Truth be told, if this were my film, I would have kicked y
Maintaining a low profile was hard with her latest stunt. Jordan Bells was dead meat if she caught up with him. But that was hard as her duty post had been changed for fear she would break his neck. All other Soldiers dared consoled her subtly whenever they were assigned together and it irked Ysabelle to no end. Her training sessions were filled with her being bothered about the way his touch made her feel, it was all making her confused. Hours after he was carried off from the arena, she could still feel the sensation that his hands left. She had poured all of her aggression on her next opponent. This was not her style. She preferred to talk things through, if not she would beat things through. It was like the man liked to toy with her. But she was no toy. She would face the guy. She had never had a single boyfriend and didn’t need one. The officers that were close to her stayed clear of her and they all knew she was not welcoming of any advances. Ysabelle made her way over to th
The feeling of surprise was not going to last long in Jordan’s mind. He was enjoying being thoroughly kissed by the one woman he had been fantasizing about. But it seems she was new at this. She had no prior experience, it was evident in the sloppy way she kissed him, her mouth didn’t push into his at all. Her lips were barely staying on his. Jordan slipped his hands around her waist and dragged her closer to him gently, his action almost subtle. Her chest was touching his warmly and Jordan liked the feel of her soft body. She might be a hard soldier yet she could not deny her womanly curves at all. Jordan put his hands under her chin and tilted her head up, he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply, pushing his mouth deeper into hers. Ysabelle let out a small moan, she placed her hands pushing him softly but Jordan held her securely. Her hands were on his chest, pushing at his clothes fisting them in her hands roughly. But still, Jordan refused to let go. She might be t
With Jordan atop her, she could barely get a hold of her surroundings. He was making her lose her senses fast, with the way he kept up throughout the night. He didn’t want to stop, though they were bound to be late for their dinner with her family if they kept making love. He kissed her ending all sighs of protest from her. His body reeked of the sweat from their lovemaking. He moaned atop her, holding her firmly giving her no room for escape. Their lips duelled for a long time before he finally climaxed inside her. He rolled off her, taking her with him. “You had better inform my brothers that you are going to marry me, otherwise you might leave there with a broken leg,” She said huskily trying to get her breath back. Jordan laughed, his handsome face flashing with a cheeky grin. “I have that all sorted out.” he leaned forward and reached out into his bedside drawer. He opened it and brought out two diamond rings. “You like it?” He asked sheepishly. “Yes, I do” “Let's have our
Immediately after she had gotten off from Jordan’s car, Ysabelle sensed something was off. The message, the timing of the call Jordan had gotten. It was only when she got to the truck that she got it. Luke Morgan was still on the run and he had Jordan. She had no idea if his mother was truly alive or if it was voice phishing. But she had heard enough. A smart criminal should have stayed dead and lived his life quietly since he wouldn’t, she would be kind to end it for him. She had driven the same truck with all the pig’s blood smeared on it. She had sent an emergency signal to the Headquarters just in case. She hoped they acted on it though and had sped like crazy to get to Jordan. His earnest wish was to see his mother and he might act rashly to get her. Ysabelle could spy the woman out hiding beside large cartons of drugs that were stored in the factory. With the bullets flying at her, she had her eyes only on one person. Jordan, he was limp against Luke Morgan and was being drag
The bag that was placed on his head was removed non too gently. He was soon sent to the floor with several kicks and punches. “Leave him alone” Jordan sat up, his face full of bruises, “Bastard” He cursed as the unmistakable form of Luke Morgan came into the open. Jeez, he had been too relaxed. “ Where is my mother?” “Are you sure that is what you are most curious about? Judging from your situation. Your question should be how are you still alive? “Luke said smugly. A seat was brought forward for him, he sat like a chief while his thugs hung around him. “Where is my mother?” Jordan screamed. He didn’t care about Luke Morgan. All he wanted was his mother. The thug closest to him dragged him forward and threw him at Luke’s feet. It was then Jordan observed him. His body was burnt, a section of his face was scarred beyond repair. Jordan’s attention was snagged back when a gun was pressed to his temple. “ Your father died for you the last time, I wonder if it will be your mother th
The sound of running water was what woke Ysabelle from her sleep. She was so exhausted and her body ached a tone. Her legs had not ached so much not even during all of her endurance training. Jordan had not allowed her to rest at all. He made love to her over and over. She had matched his stamina the first time but had soon allowed him to take the lead the other times. He was insatiable. She lay quietly as he came out with a towel tied around him. He came to her straight, “Come on, you have to shower. I have a few places to take you” “Where is that?” Ysabelle asked lazily “My family home is here. It is where my father was buried.” Ysabelle sat up at that but the pain made her hit Jordan “gosh, you caused this. You would not stop” “I didn’t particularly hear you stop me. You even encouraged me more, I remember you asking for more” “My boyfriend is so shameless” “Do you need help getting to the bathroom I can assure you that I can be of help” He teased her. He carried her anyway
Jordan was getting tired of driving under Andrew’s instructions. The soldier backed out orders as though he was talking to a junior. But he kept his mouth shut and endured it. If he wanted to see Ysabelle faster he had to cooperate. Jordan was about to take the bend towards the station entrance when he saw a green truck speed out of the compound with the security officers shouting and offering curses after the truck. A flash of the woman’s long hair snapped Jordan out of his reverie. That was Ysabelle. That behaviour was odd for the docile soul that Andrew had described. “I have to get down here. Just follow her. And make sure you are smart about it. She is still an Officer after all and will notice if trailed. I hope this car of ours does not have your name customized on it” Andrew asked opening the car door and rushing to check the plate numbers. “Were you not aware of that before you jumped in?” Jordan asked unable to hide his irritation. Ysabelle was gaining distance and he wou
With the approaching Holidays, Ysabelle had asked for her well-deserved two days' leave. She needed a break from the looks and whispers. Otherwise, she might be tempted to break her good-girl act. If there was anything she hated the most about the whole thing. It was being in the same station as her brother, James. He controlled her schedule like she had no mind of her own. How her brothers expected her to marry Andrew was beyond her. Though she and Andrew had a working frenemy relationship. They would kill each other if they as much as sat to have dinner. But she could play along, if they all thought she was docile to that level then she would shake the foundation of their beliefs when she disappeared from the wedding altar. They were all so impossible. Her being quiet does not mean she was docile and agrees to their every wish. She would give them a mad awakening soon. Jordan rejecting her hurt like hell but she was a strong woman and would not break down so easily. She would climb
Jordan was busy recording a new hit single that was inspired by his recent heartbreak. He was with Bells Agency’s producers working tirelessly in the studio. He had not even eaten, which was fast frustrating Mark where he sat looking forlorn. Jordan had tried to make Mark leave his employ but the young man had been adamant saying his father had hired him to watch over Jordan and he was not going to slack in his duties. According to him, he feared, Jordan might kill himself from depression. He rarely slept and ate sparingly. He took meaningless drives around every military station in Yusama. To the extent that Mark feared he was going to get himself killed one of these when he could no longer hold his resentment in check. He had refused to answer the media no matter the type of article that was released. Ysabelle had been hugely defamed by the media that Mark feared she might be dismissed from her job. He missed Ysabelle like crazy but was too much of an adult to admit it. The door
Avidly monitoring Andrew’s movement with his phone as he sat in the makeup room. It has been three months since his father had given up the ghost. It had felt like a harsh nightmare. No one to call and nag at him, no one to bicker with him. No matter how much they fought, he loved his father so much. His only solace was the fact that Luke Morgan was also dead. Which was comforting. Getting the shares back was not an easy task, as some of the investors refused to sell. And the seating CEO was not friendly. Jonas Brick was frustrating every chance of Jordan becoming a major shareholder once again. But he didn’t relent. He worked relentlessly, gaining more fame and money to be able to buy them all off. He didn’t have the time to rule the company but he wanted the company registered back in his father’s name. Bells Agency should be in memory of him. It had not been easy but it was accomplished. First of all, Jonas was displaced as the CEO and a friend of his father assumed the position m
The disciplinary committee had not been lenient with Ysabelle at all. She could only stand there and watch as she was stripped of her barge, her faults were endless. She had managed to sabotage a mission that had been planned for so long and allowed a wanted criminal to escape and she had even operated on public grounds without permission from her superiors before carrying out the bombing. Their excuse of it being bomb testing received a huge backlash from the sitting government and the public, saying they were further destroying the environment and destroying the ozone layer with the burning. They had needed to offer a written apology. An action that her superiors found distasteful, they hated having to do that. Her most important crime was not shooting Luke Morgan when she had him in the jungle. She had chosen Jordan over him. That romance as they had termed it was not acceptable. The surveillance drone captured her dramatic act vividly. She had chosen her lover over the crimina