"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
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
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
"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.
The Next Day...Jessica stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the purple body-hugging gown that accentuated her curves. The rich fabric clung to her perfectly, highlighting her slender waist and delicate figure. Her hair was styled in loose waves, falling over her shoulders, and the touch of makeup brought out the sharpness of her features. She picked up a pair of silver earrings, fastening them carefully before turning slightly to the side, examining her reflection. As she reached for her purse, she caught sight of William leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching her intently with a smile on his lips. His grey eyes roamed over her, appreciation evident in his gaze. "You look stunning," he said, his voice smooth yet laced with something else... Was it possessiveness?Jessica smirked as she picked up her perfume bottle, spraying a little on her wrist. "Thank you." She replied.William pushed himself off the doorframe and walked toward her, slipping his a
The wedding ceremony was nothing short of luxurious. Soft classical music played in the background as guests watched with anticipation as the bride walked down the aisle till she stopped before the groom.Belinda stood beside Jericho, glowing in her attire. Her makeup was impeccable, and her veil sparkled under the light. Jericho, dressed in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, looked composed, though his face carried an unreadable tension.The priest smiled warmly and soon enough the rites began.“Do you, Jericho Smith, take Belinda Harrison to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, for as long as you both shall live?”A heavy silence fell over the hall as everyone waited for Jericho’s response.Jericho’s lips parted, but no words came out.The hall suddenly grew more tense, seeing the hesitation in his eyes.Belinda’s hands clenched slightly around his as a flicker of fear crossed her eyes. The murmurs among the guests g
Jessica sat stiffly in the passenger seat of the sleel black car, her fingers curled tightly around the fabric of her dress. The man beside her exuded an air of quiet authority, his presence unsettling yet strangely familiar. She didn't know him, yet something deep inside her told her he meant no harm.The silence between them stretched uncomfortably until the man finally broke it with a soft chuckle."You look just like her," he said, a bitter smile tugging at his lips.Jessica turned to him, frowning slightly. "Her?" She ssked"Your mother," he murmured.Jessica’s breath hitched. "You knew my mother?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.The man sighed, a bitter smile playing on his lips. He leaned back against the car seat."I knew her very well," he admitted. "Janet and I… we were close. Very close. Practically lovers."Jessica’s eyes widened. She wasn't expecting this at all."But things ended between us when she met your father," the man continued, "She fell in love with
The bright studio lights cast a warm glow over the set, illuminating the two actresses seated on a bench in the middle of the college-themed backdrop. The cameras were rolling, capturing every movement and emotion as Belinda playing Daria, turned to Jessica who played Graciela. "You should tell him," Daria urged, eyes shining with excitement. "You've been crushing on Wyatt for years. What's stopping you?" she said.Graciela hesitated, her fingers nervously picking at the hem of her skirt. "What if he doesn't feel the same way?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Daria scoffed playfully, nudging her best friend. "Then at least you’ll know, and you won’t spend the rest of your life wondering what could have been. Come on, Graciela, you’re smart, beautiful, and kind. Wyatt would be crazy not to like you back." Daria scoffed.Graciela smiled hesitantly. "You really think so?" She muttered shyly.Daria beamed. "I know so! You have nothing to lose. C'mon girl!" Daria nudged he
Rachael turned to face Fred, the gun still in her shaky hands. Fred stood there, his expression calm yet with an undeniable edge. His eyes narrowed, and he asked again, "What are you doing in my stuff?"Stuttering, Rachael struggled to find her voice. "What’s a gun doing in your stuff? And how did you get all that money?" The words tumbled out of her lips. She felt a mix of fear and anger stirring within her.Fred took the gun from her trembling hands, his grip firm and confident. He picked up the black bag that had been lying on the floor. Without another word, he walked toward the door."Fred! Wait!" Rachael shouted, her heart racing as she followed him, desperate for answers. "What did you do to have all that money? What’s going on?"He abruptly stopped, spinning around to face her. "Stop asking questions, woman! Mind your f**king business!" His voice thundered through the living room, "You’re the one who told me to find a job. I did. I found one that suits me just fine." He said.
Jessica walked out of the room, wearing a cozy red sweater paired with joggers. The air was crisp, carrying the fresh scent of pine and damp earth. She pulled her sleeves over her fingers as she made her way to the living room.William was sitting by the fireplace, a warm glow illuminating his sharp features. He held mug of coffee in one hand while scrolling through his phone with the other, his expression calm.Jessica walked up to him then eased herself onto his thigh. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, snuggling comfortably into his chest. His warmth seeped into her, and she let out a satisfied sigh. The two of them were spending the night in a small cottage, nestled deep in the woods near a serene lake. The atmosphere was peaceful, the kind of quiet that made time feel slower. “I like places like this,” Jessica murmured. “When I was younger, I always wished I could live surrounded by nature. Somewhere quiet, just like this.” she smiled.William’s arms tightened around
The bright studio lights cast a warm glow over the set, illuminating the two actresses seated on a bench in the middle of the college-themed backdrop. The cameras were rolling, capturing every movement and emotion as Belinda playing Daria, turned to Jessica who played Graciela. "You should tell him," Daria urged, eyes shining with excitement. "You've been crushing on Wyatt for years. What's stopping you?" she said.Graciela hesitated, her fingers nervously picking at the hem of her skirt. "What if he doesn't feel the same way?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Daria scoffed playfully, nudging her best friend. "Then at least you’ll know, and you won’t spend the rest of your life wondering what could have been. Come on, Graciela, you’re smart, beautiful, and kind. Wyatt would be crazy not to like you back." Daria scoffed.Graciela smiled hesitantly. "You really think so?" She muttered shyly.Daria beamed. "I know so! You have nothing to lose. C'mon girl!" Daria nudged he
The bright studio lights cast a warm glow over the set, illuminating the two actresses seated on a bench in the middle of the college-themed backdrop. The cameras were rolling, capturing every movement and emotion as Belinda playing Daria, turned to Jessica who played Graciela. "You should tell him," Daria urged, eyes shining with excitement. "You've been crushing on Wyatt for years. What's stopping you?" she said.Graciela hesitated, her fingers nervously picking at the hem of her skirt. "What if he doesn't feel the same way?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Daria scoffed playfully, nudging her best friend. "Then at least you’ll know, and you won’t spend the rest of your life wondering what could have been. Come on, Graciela, you’re smart, beautiful, and kind. Wyatt would be crazy not to like you back." Daria scoffed.Graciela smiled hesitantly. "You really think so?" She muttered shyly.Daria beamed. "I know so! You have nothing to lose. C'mon girl!" Daria nudged he
Jessica sat stiffly in the passenger seat of the sleel black car, her fingers curled tightly around the fabric of her dress. The man beside her exuded an air of quiet authority, his presence unsettling yet strangely familiar. She didn't know him, yet something deep inside her told her he meant no harm.The silence between them stretched uncomfortably until the man finally broke it with a soft chuckle."You look just like her," he said, a bitter smile tugging at his lips.Jessica turned to him, frowning slightly. "Her?" She ssked"Your mother," he murmured.Jessica’s breath hitched. "You knew my mother?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.The man sighed, a bitter smile playing on his lips. He leaned back against the car seat."I knew her very well," he admitted. "Janet and I… we were close. Very close. Practically lovers."Jessica’s eyes widened. She wasn't expecting this at all."But things ended between us when she met your father," the man continued, "She fell in love with
The wedding ceremony was nothing short of luxurious. Soft classical music played in the background as guests watched with anticipation as the bride walked down the aisle till she stopped before the groom.Belinda stood beside Jericho, glowing in her attire. Her makeup was impeccable, and her veil sparkled under the light. Jericho, dressed in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, looked composed, though his face carried an unreadable tension.The priest smiled warmly and soon enough the rites began.“Do you, Jericho Smith, take Belinda Harrison to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, for as long as you both shall live?”A heavy silence fell over the hall as everyone waited for Jericho’s response.Jericho’s lips parted, but no words came out.The hall suddenly grew more tense, seeing the hesitation in his eyes.Belinda’s hands clenched slightly around his as a flicker of fear crossed her eyes. The murmurs among the guests g
The Next Day...Jessica stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the purple body-hugging gown that accentuated her curves. The rich fabric clung to her perfectly, highlighting her slender waist and delicate figure. Her hair was styled in loose waves, falling over her shoulders, and the touch of makeup brought out the sharpness of her features. She picked up a pair of silver earrings, fastening them carefully before turning slightly to the side, examining her reflection. As she reached for her purse, she caught sight of William leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching her intently with a smile on his lips. His grey eyes roamed over her, appreciation evident in his gaze. "You look stunning," he said, his voice smooth yet laced with something else... Was it possessiveness?Jessica smirked as she picked up her perfume bottle, spraying a little on her wrist. "Thank you." She replied.William pushed himself off the doorframe and walked toward her, slipping his a
"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