No, it can't be him... I kind of remember his name... What was it..?Jacques bowed and rubbed her temples. She didn't tell him her name, but he told her his name. It was..."Come on, honey buns... you're wasted. I'll drop you home. Let's meet and talk when you're sober..."Jacques remembered that guy's gentle deep voice as he caressed her cheek. His forehead was pressed on hers and his warm breath fell on her face. "Are you shy?" She grazed her lips on his.Ugh! Was that even me who talked that way to a stranger? Alcohol really is the worst.She remembered feeling hot all over and she grazed her lips on his."Come on! The night is young and we are old enough to do what we want...Don't grow a conscience on me now after makin' me drippin', Joe-"JOE!!Right, it was Joe! It can't be TJ!Joe... His name should be Joseph... or Jonah... Jonathan...John...Or...JOEL!!!AHHHH!!!It can't be him! How could I have done all that with TJ? Impossible!She didn't want to believe that. But if TJ l
Mark led Jacques in.The town will be free of filth only if it is washed over by the blood of the vermin causing poor people distress. No number of reforms will help those who have violence in their blood. He made the mistake of letting go of the lower-level people from their gang and now they've grown up to be the thorns on his side destroying this place. Only when the weeds are pulled out and burnt, will the garden become lush. That boy...he loves him and wouldn't wish ill on him. But he is wrong to think just by expanding his gang and its turf, he can eliminate the other gangs. He needs to eradicate the head and the tails of the other gangs.Jeremy decided not to kill for this girl, but when the guys he spared the life of come for this girl, won't he start killing?For that, this girl needs to stay with Jeremy.Danger looms on her life because of her background, but he knows she will be safe. After all, she is a direct descendant of the most powerful man on earth and he won't let
In Jeremy's Office...All the employees stood there holding their breath. The blinds weren't on and they could see through the glass, but they couldn't hear anything that was said. Jeremy didn't let the guards stop that guy and the moment he got in, he started throwing punches. One of them ran to Scarlett to inform her that there was a fight. It was not a fight per se. Jeremy wasn't even trying to dodge and let that skimpy man hit him."Were you responsible for her miscarriage?" Gerard folded his sleeves. His fingers trembled with pain as he had never hit a person before. He didn't know punching another hurts."Yes, I am responsible..." Jeremy rubbed the blood dripping from his split lips with the back of his hand. "I rammed her car and when she was bleeding, I forced her to sign the marriage certificate-""You motherf***er!!" Gerard's entire body trembled and his eyes watered. She didn't go into details but is this how it happened? How much pain was she in?"You killed our baby?" Hi
Jacques didn't want to answer Mark Maverick's question. She was glad she knew a lot more about Jeremy and her heart was moved knowing how much he had helped her in the past.But what should I do about it..?She didn't want to think that far.It was then she heard loud horn sounds and she saw Gerard's car slowing down in front of the pub. She saw two guys beside him shouting profanities asking him to leave. She knew Gerard wouldn't stop the car. But when the car almost stopped, she was a little excited that he was coming for her, but her excitement didn't even last a second as his car sped off."Hmm... guess he was let to live," she shrugged and had another glass of scotch. She could feel that she was getting tipsy, but she didn't want to stop. Because when she is sober, she is only thinking odd things."Hey Mark, do you know Harold Feldstein was Gerard's uncle?" she asked. Only after asking did she realize that she said something she should not say. But seeing the knowing smile on Ma
"You could've brought your car here rather than carrying her to your car..." Mark's advice fell on deaf ears as Jeremy walked out of the pub carrying Jacques. Her purse was hanging from his shoulder. "Him carrying a woman's purse is something I thought I'd never see..."Mark went to his office and closed the door. He opened the drawer of his table with the key he kept safely in the locker. Inside was an old sepia-toned picture of a girl. Pouring a glass of vodka, he rested on the backrest placing the picture on his chest."I miss you..."-----Jeremy placed her on the passenger seat of his car and she was still sleeping. He placed her purse safely and buckled the seatbelt. "Why did you drink this much if you can't handle it?" he spoke gently and fixed her hair falling on her face. He paused to have a good look at her face. His fingertips were tingly after touching her smooth skin. Her cheeks were pink and her lips had a red tint. Her long curled lashes quivered slightly and slowly
"Jer- stop..."He tried to speak but she didn't stop and he lost the will to struggle. He slumped on the bed with a thud. His blood started rushing towards his lower abdomen and his hands were itching to hold her."Shush, Jerry... I am applying medicine for your ouchies..." she straddled on his thighs and bent over him and continued licking his lips.He let her be and revealed in the sweet sensations of her lips on his face. From one bruise to the next she moved and "applied medicine" in her way. As she moved, her crotch ground over his groin and he knew it won't be long before his insatiable monster will "awaken" and he wondered how she would react then."Why did you get hit?" she asked and her eyes started to water. "Poor boy... it must have hurt..." she placed her head on his chest and wrapped her hands around his neck.Jeremy patted her back. His heart bubbled with joy seeing her worried for him. "It hurt a lot. It still hurts. Apply more medicine..." he said in a pitiful tone a
But then it immediately went away as he never told Emma that he likes Jacques. Had she known that her brother likes her friend, she'd be supportive and not let her petty vengeance get the best of her. But...Jeremy recalled Mark's words. If the boy who was with Emma that day was Gerard, why did the both of them pretend to not know each other in front of him? Jeremy had an impression that the boy had powerful connections and that's why Jeremiah Harrison made sure he didn't find out his name. And every footage that could have proved his guilt was scrubbed off from records somehow.That year, he was barely nineteen and in no way had the standing he has now. Everything he has now, he gained them after he met his Luna. But he was planning to make that boy face justice. That well-protected boy was a minor and since it was his first offense, he won't face harsh punishments. But Jeremiah protected that boy and even withheld that boy's name from him and called him names and asked what right
Jacques lowered her eyes and looked away. Jeremy held her closer fearing she might run away. He thought she sobered up and his heart raced thinking about what he just did. I confessed!"We..." her breath tickled his neck as she was nestling there. "Us... it's not... ""Are we not possible?" he asked. He didn't want to look at her face in case she was sober."It's..." she struggled to say the words. "that day... I don't think I can forget..."Jeremy rested his chin on the crown of her head and hugged her close. He knew what day she was talking about. "I didn't...I didn't mean to... I didn't know you were with a child... but that's not an excuse..." his voice trembled and he squeezed her close to him. "I am sorry, Jacques... I am sorry..."He started trembling still holding her and his tears dripped on her hair. "And I thought you were just shocked and wanted to go to the hospital... I couldn't see any wound on you and the airbags didn't actually hurt you...I am sorry, I assumed...