Jessica lay on the bed, curling up in discomfort, when the door clicked open, and a figure walked in. Relief washed over her immediately, but it was short-lived as she saw a masked man approaching her.Sensing danger, she slowly shifted back. “Who—who are you?”The man smirked. “Don’t worry, just relax. I promise you’re going to enjoy this,” he said.Before Jessica could move, he had her pinned to the bed, his weight pressing her down.“No... no...” Jessica struggled, but he held her wrists firmly against the mattress as he began sucking on her neck.“Please... stop...” Tears welled up in her eyes. Her body betrayed her, slowly succumbing to the effects of whatever was coursing through her, heightening her panic.His hands moved down, squeezing her breast before grazing her thigh and touching her intimate part.All Jessica could do was cry, desperately hoping for a miracle. Just as she began to lose all hope, with the man unzipping her gown and starting to pull it off, a loud knock re
“Wi… William Newman’s wife?” Oliver stammered, his voice trembling as the weight of those words sank in.He stared at Alexis in disbelief, his mind racing to comprehend the revelation. It couldn’t be true, could it? There had been no rumors, no whispers in the media about William Newman being in a relationship, let alone married. The news outlets, always eager to pry into the life of the business magnate, had never reported such a thing.“What the hell are you saying? Do you think I’m stupid enough to fall for that nonsense?” Oliver spat angrily, his voice carrying a mix of defiance and desperation.Alexis smirked, his expression calm and mocking. “You won’t be saying that once he gets here.” he replied, his tone laced with amusement.Turning to the guards, Alexis issued a cold command. “Untie the waiter and turn him over to the police. He’s irrelevant now.”As the guards began untying the unconscious waiter, Alexis glanced back at Oliver with a grin. “As for him,” he said, nodding to
The taxicab dropped her off in front of The Harrison mansion—her father’s house. Earlier, she had received a call from Belinda summoning her back home. She was about to refuse, but on second thought, she agreed to come. It was finally time to make things clear with them once and for all.Heaving a deep breath, she stepped forward and entered the mansion. She was greeted by the maids, who guided her to the living room where they were waiting for her.The moment she stepped in, she was met with their disapproving faces—a look she was all too familiar with.“Father,” Jessica called.Leon tossed a newspaper in her direction. Jessica looked down at it and saw her name in the headlines.“Tell me, what is the meaning of this?” Leon said, standing up. “What sort of connection do you possibly have with one of the higher-ups? Don’t you know this is affecting Belinda’s career and fame? You’re stealing her spotlight!”Jessica smiled bitterly. Of course, this was going to be about Belinda again.“
Jessica turned to look at him with furrowed brows. She crossed her arms and raised a brow before speaking.“Oh, so now you're spying on me?” Jessica asked.“I asked a question, and I demand an answer,” William replied.Jessica frowned. “Really? And how did my personal life become any of your business? You don't have any right to question me about who I see and who I don't. You were the one who made the rules, remember? For us not to meddle in each other's private lives. You made the rule, so stick to it.”She scoffed and looked ahead. “Now, if you'll excuse me, I need some rest. Goodnight,” she said and walked up the remaining stairs.William just stared at her retreating figure, his fists clenched tightly.“What is wrong with me?” he muttered to himself._________The next day, Jessica woke up to a sunny morning. After taking a shower, she headed downstairs for breakfast. Entering the dining room, the delicious aroma of food wafted through the air, making her appetite grow.“Good mor
Alexis took a seat across from Jessica and Rachael before smiling charmingly.“Pardon my tardiness; I had to attend an urgent meeting,” he said. “My name is Alexis Rodgers, CEO of this company. It's a pleasure meeting you.” He stretched his hand forward.Jessica accepted his handshake. “Jessica Belles, and this is my manager, Rachael Spencers,” Jessica introduced.Rachael jolted in surprise when Jessica mentioned her. Alexis turned to look at Rachael, who was trying her best to avoid his gaze. He smiled and stretched his hand toward her.“It's a pleasure meeting you,” he said.Rachael hesitantly shook his hand. “Same here,” she muttered.“So,” Alexis began, flipping through some pages in a file, “We would like you to collaborate with us for our magazine cover next week. Going through your past photoshoots, you seem really talented,” Alexis said.Jessica smiled. “Thank you, sir. It'll be an honor to work with you,” she said.“Great! My personal assistant will communicate the date of th
A brief moment of silence settled between them as Jessica stared at William with wide eyes, utterly speechless. She had been expecting him to get angry or glare at her like he usually did, but him admitting he was jealous was the last thing on her mind.The air between them suddenly felt tense and awkward. Her eyes widened in alarm when William took a step closer to her. She subconsciously stepped back, but William closed the gap by taking another step forward.“Umm... W... Wh—” Before she could form a coherent word, William casually took the food flask from her hand and walked to his seat.He sat down, opened the flask, and grabbed the spoon. “Let’s hope the food isn’t poisoned,” he said nonchalantly.Jessica rolled her eyes. “I really wish it were,” she muttered.Surprisingly, William chuckled at her remark, a faint smile playing on his lips. He ate a spoonful of the food and chewed slowly.“So...” Jessica muttered, “How is it?”William swallowed, his expression neutral. “Feels like
“Is it me, or are you shy right now?” William asked, amused.Jessica quickly pushed him away and took several steps back, her cheeks tinged with embarrassment.“What were you trying to do just now?” she demanded, glaring at him with narrowed eyes.William shrugged nonchalantly. “I was doing nothing. You were just imagining... things,” he replied, smirking.Jessica scoffed, crossing her arms. “About earlier—you said you were jealous of Evan…” she trailed off, unsure how to phrase her thoughts.William nodded, as though it was the most natural thing in the world. “Yes. Can’t I have the right to feel jealous?” he asked, raising a brow.Jessica stared at him, her expression shifting between disbelief and frustration. She finally rolled her eyes. “What was I even thinking? A man who’s as clueless in romance as you will definitely be saying such words without realizing the weight of them,” she thought to herself, concluding she had read too much into his statement.“Is it just me, or are yo
Jessica walked in and took her seat next to William, who didn’t tear his gaze away from her from the moment she entered, obviously surprised to see her there.“What are you doing here?” William asked in a low tone, audible only to Jessica.“Attending the wedding, of course. Louis invited me,” Jessica said nonchalantly.Concern flashed in William’s eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay with it? I mean, Louis... he’s your...”Jessica smiled reassuringly. “William, I’m perfectly fine. He’s in the past, and that’s where he belongs,” she said firmly.Just then, a classical tune began playing, and the hall went silent as the bride walked down the aisle, accompanied by her father. Her white gown swept elegantly behind her, her makeup flawless, making her look like an angel descending from heaven.“Enjoy the show,” Jessica whispered to William before turning to watch the event. William, however, kept his eyes on her, knowing full well she had something up her sleeve.“Take care of my daughter,” Ama
"Make me yours," she whispered.William stood there, gazing at her. He didn't expect this would be the second present she wanted.Taking steps to fill in the gap between them, he cupped her cheek. A smile grazed his lips as he spoke, "You don't have to feel obliged to do this. I don't want you to–""I want it, trust me." Jessica held his hand on her face, she looked down, her cheek redening even more. "I want you," she muttered.William lifted her chin to meet his gaze. Slowly, he leaned in to capture her lips. He lifted her in his arms, walking to the bed, their lips never leaving each other.He laid her gently on bed, her hands buried in his hair as they kiss. Something about him felt addictive, intoxicating.William broke the kiss and lowered his head. Jessica's breathing became uneven when his lips met with her chest, sending shivers down her spine.He peppered kisses on her body, trailing further down. When Jessica realized where he was heading to, she closed her legs, blushing.
Five days later…Jessica and Helena strolled through the spacious aisles of an upscale boutique, the soft sound of classical music playing in the background. Shelves were lined with luxurious items ranging from fine jewelry to rare collectibles, and Helena’s eyes sparkled as she browsed through the store.“I just don’t know what to get William,” Helena sighed, holding up an expensive watch before placing it back.Jessica walked beside her, observing silently. Helena had invited her along to help shop for William’s birthday, but Jessica felt oddly out of place. She hadn’t even prepared a gift for her husband yet, and the thought bothered her slightly.“What about you, Jessica?” Helena asked, glancing over her shoulder. “Have you decided what to give him?”Jessica hesitated. “I… I’m not sure,” she admitted. “I don’t even know what he likes.” she said, biting her lower lips.Helena chuckled, patting Jessica’s hand reassuringly. “Don’t overthink it. William will treasure anything you give
Silence.That was all that could be heard in the eerie room. Jennifer lay motionless on the dirty floor, unconscious. Her body was soaked in blood, and her face was so badly bruised that one could barely recognize her.With a groan, she slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry, and her body ached intensely; she couldn't move a muscle. Those ruthless men had beaten her until she lost consciousness.Her vision began to clear, and the first thing she saw was a pair of legs, one crossed over the other. "Argh!!" she screamed in agony when one of the men poured a bucket of salty water onto her.The water seeped into her open wounds, stinging her terribly. Tears streamed down her face as she winced in pain.Two men came forward and lifted her up, tilting her head back. She slowly opened her eyes and locked gazes with William.Her blood immediately ran cold. What was William Newman doing here?William looked at her, his gaze cold and filled with restrained anger."So, you're the lady wh
"Evan," Jessica muttered. She hadn’t expected him to come.She glanced at William before looking at Evan.Evan couldn’t contain the shock he felt seeing them together. However, he smiled and walked in fully."I brought flowers for you. They're your favorite," he said, placing them on the table."Thank you," Jessica smiled."How are you feeling? When I saw the news, I immediately called your personal assistant, who informed me you were here. It's a relief to see you're out of danger," Evan said."Yeah," Jessica muttered, glancing at William again. Surprisingly, he looked calm. Was it because of her current situation?Jessica sighed, deciding to tell Evan the truth. Besides, she had no reason to hide William from him."Evan, I don’t think I properly introduced him to you the first time you guys met," Jessica began. "So, meet William Newman, my husband."Husband? The word rang in Evan's mind. If seeing them together earlier had been shocking, this revelation was even more shocking.He ha
Jessica smiled as she raised her head, gazing at her reflection in the mirror. Behind her stood a beautiful woman with long raven hair and mesmerizing blue eyes. One didn’t need to look twice to notice their striking resemblance. The woman’s hands ran gently through Jessica’s hair, combing it with care.“Mother,” Jessica whispered, her heart swelling with joy.This was a habit they used to share. When she was younger, her mother would brush her hair every night before bed. The thought brought tears to Jessica’s eyes, but she didn’t let them fall.“You’ve grown into such a strong and independent woman, sweetie. I’m so proud of who you’ve become and the achievements you’ve made so far,” her mother said, brushing her hair softly.“Thank you, Mother,” Jessica replied, closing her eyes. Everything here felt so right, so serene... so perfect.However, her mother’s next words sent a wave of panic through her.“It’s time for me to go,” Janet said, placing the brush on the table.Jessica turne
William stood at the front of a large conference hall, addressing his employees. His voice was steady, his presence commanding.“…So that’s the program for the launch of our latest product,” William concluded his detailed presentation.The employees clapped in unison, clearly impressed by the meticulous planning.“Any questions or suggestions?” he asked.Five hands shot up immediately. An older woman was the first to speak.“I suggest we strengthen the advertising campaign. It’s–”The door suddenly swung open, cutting her off. Maxwell strode in, his face etched with urgency. Murmurs surged through the room as the workers exchanged curious glances, startled by the interruption.Maxwell walked up to William. “Mr. President, we have a problem,” he said, his voice low but firm. “There was an attempted murder right outside the company. A person was shot.”“What?” William’s brows furrowed deeply.Maxwell hesitated, adjusting his glasses nervously. “The victim… it’s your wife, Mr. President.
William stood at the front of a large conference hall, addressing his employees. His voice was steady, his presence commanding.“…So that’s the program for the launch of our latest product,” William concluded his detailed presentation.The employees clapped in unison, clearly impressed by the meticulous planning.“Any questions or suggestions?” he asked.Five hands shot up immediately. An older woman was the first to speak.“I suggest we strengthen the advertising campaign. It’s–”The door suddenly swung open, cutting her off. Maxwell strode in, his face etched with urgency. Murmurs surged through the room as the workers exchanged curious glances, startled by the interruption.Maxwell walked up to William. “Mr. President, we have a problem,” he said, his voice low but firm. “There was an attempted murder right outside the company. A person was shot.”“What?” William’s brows furrowed deeply.Maxwell hesitated, adjusting his glasses nervously. “The victim… it’s your wife, Mr. President.
Earlier That Day...Rachael sat in front of the vanity table, putting the finishing touches on her makeup."Brandon, are you ready? We'll be leaving in a few minutes," Rachael called out."I'm almost ready, Mom!" Brandon replied from his room.Rachael checked the time and sighed, hurrying to finish up. Jessica must be waiting for her at the audition venue, but she still had to drop Brandon off at school first.Once she was ready, Rachael gathered her things, preparing to leave with her son. Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud thud, and a man stumbled in, staggering. He looked disheveled, badly beaten, and reeked of alcohol."Anybody home? Where the hell is everyone?" he slurred, gripping the wall for support.Brandon’s eyes lit up, and he ran toward the man. “Daddy!” he exclaimed excitedly.The man roughly shoved Brandon aside. “Get out of my way. I’m not your father,” he growled, glaring down at the boy.“Brandon!” Rachael rushed over, pulling her son into a protective hug. “Go
The next day, Jessica was seen hopping on one leg as she slipped on her shoe. Once she was done, she settled down in front of her vanity table to apply her makeup.Jessica hadn’t slept a wink the previous night; she had been busy rehearsing for the audition. As she dabbed on concealer, she made sure to cover the dark circles under her eyes, evidence of her sleepless night.Once ready, Jessica grabbed her things and left for the audition venue.Upon arrival, she was stunned by the huge number of actors and actresses present. The waiting area buzzed with activity, and Jessica could spot a few popular actresses she recognized from movies she had watched.Slowly, nervousness crept into her system. ‘If popular actresses are here, and some are likely to be rejected, what chance do I have?’ she thought.“No... Don’t think that way. Be positive, Jessica!” she muttered inwardly, taking a deep breath. She scanned the room for a seat and quietly settled in an empty chair, waiting for her turn.J