His darting eyes zeroed in on me. “Go get your things we're leaving,” he barked. I just wished the ground would have swallowed me up right there and then. I glanced at Jesse and he had an eyebrow raised at me. “You called him here?” he asked calmly, but I could see the anger brewing beneath the surface. “No, I didn’t.” I shook my head profusely. “She did. I saw her talking to him,” Ashley yelled from behind Oscar. “I didn’t call you here,” I scolded Oscar. “You didn’t need to. I got your message loud and clear baby. You wanted me to show you that I care more. That’s why I’m here.” I felt like running away to hide somewhere. How the hell was I supposed to answer that? He said it as if we’d had a discussion and that was the conclusion. “I didn’t ask you to come here!” “But Remi–” he took a step towards me but Jesse stood in his path. “Since she didn’t tell you to come here, I'd suggest you leave,” Jesse said. “I’m not leaving without her,” Oscar growled. “Just
“Wha–what?” I ran up to the police tape and ducked under it trying to get closer and see what the hell was happening. “Ma'am, this is a crime scene. Get ba–” “I live here,” I snapped to the police officer trying to get me out. He backed off and I got closer. The outside of my house was a charred, smoking mess. I couldn't believe my eyes. I had barely been at Jesse place for two hours. Would this have happened if I was home. I was filled with terror thinking about being trapped in the burning building. “Remi?” I heard my name being called but my eyes were fixed on my smoldering house, and my reactions were so slow. “Sweetheart, are you okay?” My dad's worried face materialized in front of my face. “Are you hurt?” He cupped my face and turned my head from side to side, supposedly to find any burns. “Dad, I'm fine,” I managed in my rattled state. “I was put when it happened.” “I came over as quickly as I could after Tristan called,” he said. “I… I thought I'd lost
“Is that all you want?” Dad asked.“Yes.” I nodded. “The sight of him disgusts me. I'm surprised it was this easy to convince him to try and win me back.”Dad grinned and nodded his head as he mulled my words over. “Revenge huh? So many options. We could get him on the hook for counterfeiting; I know a guy. Or conspiracy against the state; he and his mother will be accomplices. Maybe terrorism charges; I also know a guy for this…”Mom and I watched in shock as dad casually prattled on about atrocious things we could set Oscar up with that would definitely get him thrown in jail with the key thrown away.“Dad, no,” I said. “I don't know what I'm going to do to him but I want to do it and I want him completely destroyed after.”“Remi!” mom exclaimed as her eyes darted to me. “Why don't you just let it go? You said his wife's ex threatened him. Leave him be and let karma keep doing its work.”“No!” Dad thundered, startling the both of us. “If she wants to shred him apart limb from limb,
Rachel was on him like bees on an intruding hornet, kicking, scratching, punching him with everything she had.Oscar tried and failed to restrain her flurry of punches but eventually gave up and started to walk away.Each step he took, Rachel was right there, yelling right in his business, still with tears streaming down her face.“You good for nothing, piece of shit, low down asshole. I should have known. I should get my ex to deal with you. You know what he’ll do to you right? How could you do this to me,Oscar? Am I not good enough?”He pushed her off him, ran into his car and pulled off, all the while she was screaming and pounding her fists against his window until she couldn't anymore.It honestly was kind of sad to see her fall to her knees and break down. But she wanted him. She wanted him so much, she set her decency ablaze and kicked me, who had helped her get a job when she was down, out of my house.As sad as it was, she was only getting everything she paid for. And I was a
“Don, they're talking about removing her,” Tristan said, clearly alarmed.I was sitting in dad's office next to Tristan. Sitting was too broad a term.I was shaking. I tried to get Tristan to not show up because I didn't want my dad to know but he had anyway.Dad appeared surprisingly calm after getting such news.“Can… can they do that?” I asked.Tristan shrugged his shoulders then glanced back at my dad. “Now would be a good time to say something.”Dad chuckled and leaned against his desk. “I'm surprised you're this worried, Tristan.”“Did you hear anything I said? They're talking about firing her.”Dad scoffed. “Let me guess, O’Hearn is leading the charge?”“Yes,” Tristan said. “Obviously it's him. But he's gaining traction. They might get swayed by him.”“And how many times has he gained traction? How many times did he try the same thing with me? You should have learned by now that he is a toothless dog.” He glanced at me and laughed. “You were getting all charged up just now, you
I watched him waddle off to the boardroom before I continued to my office. Now was the time to act like my father.An idea popped in my head. I set a timer for fifteen minutes.They were going to hate me anyway, I figured I might as well give them a reason to. I sat back in my chair, arms clasped in front of my chair, visualizing toothless dogs barking at me, as I waited for the timer to run out.Suddenly, my door was forced open. My body moved on its own, diving off my chair to the floor with a resounding thud.“Oh, you're here? The board members are getting impatient.”I picked myself up from the floor, heart pounding, and glared at Jesse.“What the hell?”He came over to help me up.“Are you okay? What–”“What do you think? There's someone out there who actually wants me dead and you just barge in like that?”I snatched my arm from him once I got to my feet.“Sorry,” he said with a straight face.My heart was going at a million beats a minute. Good. Just what I needed for the meeti
“Deandra Delaney,” she said as she approached me with an outstretched hand. “I'm your lawyer.”“Lawyer? For what?”In that instant, my phone rang.“Hello?” I picked up without taking my eyes off her.“Remi,” dad's voice said. “I sent my lawyer to come meet you. You can trust her. She's there to help you… with anything you need, okay?”“Okay,” I said. I couldn't be sure but there was something in the way he spoke that I couldn't quite put my hands on. I put my phone down still, looking at her. She was sharply dressed in a business suit with a white shirt underneath, simply yet somehow so sophisticated.“Right, the cops will be here any minute. I need you to follow my lead, understand?”“Yes,” I replied, almost on instinct. I had questions but there was something about her that made me not want to disappoint her by asking why the cops were going to show up.“They'll ask questions and try to get you to come down to the station. Don't answer anything I tell you not to.”“Alright. Why a
“Hey Sadie, we're still on for today right?”“Yes. I'm getting ready right now,” Sadie replied excitedly.“Alright, see you soon.”She had called me to plan a friend date and it couldn't have come at a better time. I was so excited to tell her all about everything that had happened with Oscar and how I’d met Deandra who was going to make Oscar wish he was never born.It was like a blur how fast I got ready and drove to the cafe we were meeting. I was buzzing with excitement at the thought of regaling my friend with stories of the drama in my life. That's what friends did right?I spotted her up ahead. She was talking to a man and they looked like they were arguing. Whatever I was about must have been a touchy subject because of how hard they were going at it.I started to rush over in case she needed help but the closer I got to the more familiar the man looked. Something in the back of my mind was telling me things weren't quite right.The man's profile was just too familiar but I
I sat in my office, staring at my CEO certificate.‘Congratulations. You’re ready to run a company!’ The golden words said.sI couldn’t believe how far I’d come since I last read those words. The last few months were loud and rough; the betrayals, the struggles, all the pain – it was all finally over.I stared at a picture on my phone – one of Jesse and I at a company event. We were mid-conversation, laughing our asses off at something. For a second, I wanted to be back then. I was care-free then, with no worries on my mind.My phone buzzed, startling me. Jesse texted that he was coming to my office.After a few minutes, the door opened and Jesse walked in carrying two cups of coffee. “Figured you’d need some fuel.”“You know me too well.” I accepted the warm cup from him.“I do.” He sat down and took his own cup. “Which is how I know there’s something on your mind.”I sighed, taking a quick sip and setting down my cup. “I can’t help it. I keep wondering ‘what next?’, you know what I
“Do you think he’s going to kill her?”My head had been on Jesse’s chest all morning. We talked and talked until I finally decided to bring up a burning question I had.“Who, Deandra?” Jesse asked.“Yeah. Those cops seemed like they would probably leak the details to Don Simeon, and apparently, he’s some big shot in the criminal underworld. So?”“I don’t know. Proba–”A loud knocking – no, banging on his front door jarred up alert. WHo the hell thought now was a good time.I reluctantly got off of him so he could go and check it out. I quickly put on some clothes just in case.“Ashley?” I heard him say.It had been ages since I saw his cousin so I went out to see her. Who I saw next stopped me in my tracks.“Mom?” Jesse said, standing stiffly at the door.Celia was standing on his doorstep looking like she’d been sentenced to death.“I’m sorry, Jesse. She wouldn’t take no for an answer,” Ashley said before turning to me. “Hey, Remi. I’m so sorry about this.” And just like that, she wa
“I knew you’d come around.” Deandra poured herself a glass of scotch.As some sort of power move, she made us wait half an hour before we met with her. Sitting in her office, for hopefully the last time, my heart was pounding a thousand beats a second. My mind was reeling. There is no way she was going to suspect us right? I mean, someone who’s had to deal with so many crooked people would be able to spot crooked behavior. Maybe this was a bad idea.Jesse squeezing my hand soothed me a little but the anxiety remained. Only this time, it was a shadow in the corner of my eye as opposed to a looming figure blacking out my vision.“And you even brought little Miss Perfect with you.” She smiled and took a sip from her cup.“I’m only here because you threatened Jesse,” I spat. “I can’t stand being near you.”I crossed my fingers, hoping she would take the bait.“Oh, so she’s the knight in shining armor and you’re the princess?” She asked, cackling. “Either way, I didn’t threaten him. I gav
I couldn't believe how much my life had changed. Things were going so much smoother without the drama from all the enemies I inadvertently made along the way.Better yet, Jesse and I had been making up for lost time. That part was amazing. Zero complaints there. I was firing on all cylinders, almost like all the stress was dulling my senses and now that they’d all been cleared up, I could finally see things. My judgment was impeccable.Which is why I noticed the uneasiness in Jesse. We were in a doughnut shop, satisfying my sugar cravings. He had been trying to hide it the whole time, checking his phone when he thought I wasn’t looking, fielding calls, until he eventually turned off his phone.“Jesse,” I placed my hand on his, “what’s going on?”He dropped his doughnut and sighed. “I thought I was hiding it well. It’s Deandra.”Hearing her name was like a shock. I knew she wasn’t done with us but why was she back so soon? “What does she want?” My voice showed more worry than I’d int
“What? You’ll try and kill me again?”“Stop saying that!” She stomped her feet and crossed her arms like a child throwing a tantrum. “I did that once! Can’t you let it go? Damn, why do you always have to bring that up and ruin the vibe?”Mission accomplished. I hoped Jesse heard everything.“I didn’t want to have to do this, Remi, but you’ve left me no choice.” She snapped her fingers, and like something out of a movie, two hefty men walked out of the shadows, flanking Debbie on both sides. “These men will teach you a lesson now,” Debbie said as casually as if she was ordering a burger. My stomach dropped when the men started to approach me. Run! The voice in my head screamed, but my feet were rooted to the spot. Everything went into slow motion. I couldn't run away from her again. But if I didn't, her men would do unspeakable things to me. Jesse would want to help but I couldn't put him in danger for my fight. Visions of Oscar from the previous day flashed in my mind. I cringed
“To-together?” I stuttered. He probably thought I looked silly with the massive grin on my face but I didn’t care. I was right where I wanted to be, staring into the eyes of the man I loved.My phone buzzed, ruining the moment we were having.It was a text from an unknown number so I didn’t bother.“You’re not going to get that?” Jesse asked.I shrugged. “I don’t know who it is.”He nodded thoughtfully and sat down. I began to feel awkward standing aimlessly in his office. I was hoping he’d say something to ease my tension but he didn’t. He didn’t even look bothered.“I’ll just… go.”The walk to his door seemed a mile long and my legs moved haphazardly like I forgot how to walk but I eventually got to the door. “Um, Remi? Do you want to get dinner la–”“Yes!” I turned around before he could even finish his sentence. I mentally smacked my forehead.“Cool.” He flashed me a smile. “I guess I’ll pick you up after work. When do you get off?”I burst into laughter – a bit exaggerated I wa
Things between Jesse and I weren’t quite back to normal but they were good. Better than I could have imagined in such a short time. We were talking and laughing together again. I was on my way to his office with coffee. I felt silly; I was his boss, why was I getting him coffee? I guess it didn’t matter because when I got outside his office, I froze. Through his slightly-open door, I could hear his voice, sharp and determined.“That was your plan all along?” He sounded shocked, like he couldn't believe his ears. “Something is very wrong with you, Deandra. You need help.”“I see that little miss perfect has gotten to you.” Deandra’s voice was smooth and deceptively soothing. “I had so much hope for you, Jesse. Oscar is a cancer that needs to be cut out, can’t you see that?”My breath caught in my throat. History had shown me Deandra wasn’t to be trusted, but to bear witness to this level of manipulation? It made my skin crawl. “So you want to frame him? What did he ever do to you th
“The day just keeps getting better and better.” Deandra chuckled and sat back down. “Come on in, Jesse. I have some news for you too.”We hadn’t talked much after he kicked me out but I was still his boss. “Did you need something, Jesse?” I asked.“No. Just wanted to say congrats. I heard about the confession,” he said.“Oh.” I puffed my chest out and sat up straight. “Thanks.”“I made it happen by the way so you should be thanking me,” Deandra said.I rolled my eyes.“By the way, Jesse, Remi wasn’t playing ball so I had to find a work around for your Oscar-sized problem.” Deandra’s smile was sinister. “Oscar will be picking up a package later today – I’ll give you the address. Let’s just say some friends will be paying him a not so friendly visit in a nearby alley. Now, you could join them or just watch; up to you.”“What did you do?” I asked, suddenly alarmed. I didn’t care for Oscar but to go to these lengths was just unnecessary. Surely even Jesse could see that.“What I had to,”
I couldn’t shake the queasiness in my stomach. Despite the media frenzy around the bribery scandal dying down, questions still lingered, and Renard's reputation teetered on the edge. To make matters worse, the person I had to depend on for results was none other than Deandra.Just as I picked up my phone to call her, someone barged into my office.A snotty-looking man in an expensive suit, shortly followed by an angry-looking Jesse. “What’s going on?” I asked Jesse.“This person isn’t supposed to be here,” he answered, glaring at the man.“I’m here on behalf of Mr. O’Hearn,” the man said, turning his nose up at me.“In what capacity?” I asked.He rolled his eyes. “As his lawyer.”I already hated this man. He was a lawyer, an occupation that Deandra had shown me was untrustworthy. Strike two was the fact that he was Mike’s lawyer.I needed to make him feel as unwelcome as possible. “Jesse, it’s alright. He won’t be long anyway.”He looked amused. “I assure you, I’m not here to cause y