Bruce walked into the mansion with wide strides and met Cassidy in the living room. He nodded perfunctorily at her and continued up the flight of stairs to his Young Master’s study.He knocked and opened the door as Ethan responded.“Good evening, Young Master,” he greeted with his head bowed as he got ready for the questioning.“Where were you, Bruce? I was informed that you took your personal car as soon as you left.”Ethan raised his eyes from the files on his desk and pinned Bruce with a deep gaze.“I had no intention of activating the tracker because I knew you would tell me yourself… so?”“Yes, Young Master. I… went to the Young Mistress’s school.” Bruce was aware his Young Master was even more paranoid now that he believed the Young Mistress had left him for Young Master Davenport.Ethan’s eyes narrowed at the mention of Jane, it seemed she had taken the loyalty of even his right hand and he hated that he felt powerless against that because it was his fault. “School? What for?
Bruce left the mansion in his Escalade after packing a few clothes and essentials, he would come back once he had all the evidence he needed to prove his Young Mistress’s innocence.He drove to Baymont and got a parking spot before approaching the familiar receptionist.“Maestro Bruce.” She nodded in acknowledgment.“Ah Giulia, as lovely as ever. Tell Maurice I’m here, would you?”“Absolutely. You know your way to the…”“Bar? Sure love, I’ll be fine by myself, you go ahead,” he winked as he stalked off and she shook her head with a small smile as she instructed the special bell boy to wheel his luggage to his assigned room.He went to the private booth and a Swiss knife flew at his face as he drew the curtains which he caught between his index and middle finger.“As sharp as ever I see,” a man with a Russian accent said as he chuckled and puffed a Panetela Gigante as he rose to his feet.“Maurice,” Bruce called as he embraced the man and clapped him on the back, “I see your cigars have
Ivy sat on her princess bed and kept trying to call Jane over and over but the same automated voice repeated the same message over and over.“What is going on? Where are you, Jane? I should have discouraged you from leaving,” she lamented with guilt written all over her.She turned her attention to the door as it opened, her mum walked in and smiled at her but immediately noticed something was wrong.“Jane, dear? Is everything alright? You don’t look cheerful today, you didn’t even hear me knock.”“I’m sorry, mum. I’m just worried about Jane,” her head bent, staring at her phone so she didn’t notice the look on her mum’s face.“What happened to her? Did both of you argue or something?”“No, mum. She’s out of state.”“Ohhh, so you miss her then. Aww,” her mum pinched her cheeks.,“Yes but that’s not the issue,” Ivy caught her mum’s hand and held it in her palms in a comforting gesture, “she left alone and has been unreachable for a while now.”Her mum gasped loudly in horror, “So no one
“Not permitted? Since when?” Bruce scoffed and immediately called Maurice who picked up on the second ring.“This had better be important, Bruce, I risked annoying my woman for you,” Maurice growled angrily.“Ohhh, pardon me, Mr Cupid. I didn’t mean to interrupt your sexy time with whichever poor beauty got lured into your net this time,” Bruce chuckled.“Poor beauty, you say? How dare you address my sweetheart in such a manner?” Maurice said with enough sass that Bruce imagined he had his nose in the air.“I’ll have you know that my darling is one of a kind, an absolutely gorgeous woman. So you take that back immediately… I demand it.”“Oh dear me,” Bruce laughed, “since when did you start committing to one woman, my friend?”“Oh Bruce, old lad. It was quite unexpected the way it began but that’s a story for another time. Tell me, to what do I owe the displeasure of your call?”“We have a fish on the hook…. It worked.”“Ha! Now it’s getting interesting enough to play. Let’s talk tomor
“What happened out there, Maurice?”, Bruce asked as he took off his helmet and stalked to the middle of the large room that was the IT room of Maurice’s agency.“It seems you were followed once you exited the doors of the hotel. They have been on your tail for a long time.”“Wait what? So that means…”“That means your stalker is a guest at the hotel. Isn’t that lovely?”“Shut up, Maurice. So we have no way of knowing who it is?”“In a hotel with hundreds of normal looking guests? Absolutely….not.”Bruce glared at Maurice with daggers in his eyes.“Don’t look at me, I’m not the one who doesn’t want you to hook up with your little girlfriend,” Maurice said with his hands raised.“Exactly how does your new girlfriend put up with you again? Because I would murder you in your sleep if I were her.”“See? That’s why you’re not her. Besides, eww… don’t get me wrong, you’re good looking but I’m into boobies and the flowers that bloom at the perfect time down south and you, my dear Bruce, have n
“What do you mean by a bake sale promotion? Why would I want to meet her at a bake sale?”“Hey, how would I know? You’re the one who sent an email with a bake sale so I simply assumed you wanted to meet her there or something like that.”Bruce face palmed and sighed as he desperately wished he could reach through the phone and whack Maurice on the head with a baseball bat.“No, Maurice,” Bruce sighed, “I did not send her a bake sale email. I sent her an email with my location.”“Well, why didn’t you just say that then? I thought you developed a sweet tooth and wanted to also have a date at this bake sale. You know… like killing two birds with one stone.”“Shut up and check what went wrong, this is serious, Maurice. It’s important I get across to her and maintain contact. She’s the only one who can talk to Young Master Ethan when the time comes.”“Alright, fine. Let me see what I can pull up but no promises because we don’t know who we’re dealing with or what resources they have so we h
“Why… why are you here?”, she asked as her eyes trailed back to Darren Leister, “were you here before Senior Brock’s childhood friend?”“Jane…”, Brock called out to her but was cut off.“Please Senior Brock, I am currently speaking to Senior Darren,” she threw a sharp glance at Brock Davenport who could only bend his head in guilt.“Is his childhood friend still in there?”, she brushed past both of them when none gave her an answer.“Jane, wait…,” Darren reached out to try and stop her but she evaded him and threw him a withering look that kept him in place and his mouth shut.She continued to the door of the guest bedroom and Brock and Darren gave each other glances before turning back to watch as she swung the door open.After scanning the room and confirming her suspicions that she had so desperately wanted to deny, she went back to both of them and stared them down with a hard look.“Both of you… lied to me? Why? Please tell me the truth and I hope it is totally different from what
“Alright, can I at least get the name of the organization from you so I can check them out?” Bruce asked impatiently, already done with Maurice for one day.“No can do Brucey bear, I want to be able to see the look on your face in person when you get the information on them,” Maurice cackled as he got up from his desk.“What are you even going on about, Maurice? This is important, why do I have to wait for you to get back to the hotel? Wait… what kind of organization is it?”“What do you mean what kind of organization is it, I just told you to be patient. Why are you in such a hurry? We all know you want to see your little girlfriend but have some patience.”Bruce sighed with his face in his hands as he wondered why he ever got himself involved with such a human. He really should have only shown gratitude for Maurice saving his ass and not gone ahead to be friends with him.“Now not to worry Brucey bear, I’ll be with you in ten minutes,” Maurice said as he exited his agency and got int
Jane woke up in an abandoned warehouse north of the city.Because the wedding was tomorrow, Jane had been resting very early recently and even slept in separate rooms with Ethan.Ever since they started having sex, her husband's self-control seemed to evaporate every night, as if he wanted to make up for years of deprivation.It drained Jane of her energy, leaving her unable to wake up the next morning. Ivy had laughed about it at her expense for a long time.However, Jane did not expect to receive a call from the old folks' home the day before her wedding. They had said that her grandmother was dying and wanted to see her for the last time.After careful consideration, Jane decided to grant her request. Ethan had been very busy recently as most of his businesses were conducted domestically now.Now, Ethan had changed and was stepping into new shoes as a new man, so Jane chose to pop down and come back without disturbing him.Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped into the ward, her gra
Jane was stunned silly, his father had gone that far?“Jane?...”“Continue, I'm listening. How did he even know her in the first place?”“He had an ulterior motive that he didn't want to handle directly so when Claire orchestrated the accident that took the Owens' lives, he secretly contacted her and threatened her with it.”“She was only too ready to comply with his orders. Claire had initially thought that Cassidy and I would be married when we were older and she apparently… liked me.”“So she figured marrying me as Cassidy would solve that for her but you came into the picture, she was receptive to my father's orders.”“He had told her to get you out of the house in anyway possible and he would take it from there…”“So?”“He arranged the robbery… when your passport was stolen. You would be stuck there if you didn't have it.”“He had arranged for you to meet Brock Davenport at the hospital so he would take you with him…”“Hold on, so Brock knew?”“He was in on it because my father p
Ethan's eyes went wide, Bruce put his hands on his head and Arnold stumbled a bit.The officer finally decided he had had enough and left after tucking the speeding ticket into Bruce's pocket. He shook his head and mumbled, “Rich people and their problems”.When he had come out to work today, he had not expected to see the drama from the novellas his wife always watched in real life.The other guards stood by silently, watching and wishing they had not given in to this Young Miss. She wouldn't have been able to come here on her own.Jane clenched her fists and finally decided she had had enough and she let her words out without filtering them one bit.“Now listen here, you poor excuse of a noblesse daughter,” Everyone's eyes went wide, “I do not care where you have come from, your money, title or none of that shit.”“That is all you will say in front of me. You open your gutter and utter one more word, I will make sure to give you what your abductors did not.”“A new facial reconstruc
Jane sneered at the television in disdain and picked up her phone to call Bruce.When he finally picked up, she stated abruptly, “Tell your Young Master not to come back!”“He should not set foot in the villa. I have changed the passcode so he shouldn't bother with anything.”__________Bruce was stunned and immediately walked up to Ethan who was on his way out after the conference was done.“Young Master, the Young Madam called.”A smile bloomed on his stoic face at the mention of his Jane.“She said not to bother coming back and that she has changed the passcode of the villa.”Ethan's smile fell and an overwhelming sense of panic set in, he ran off to the parking lot with Bruce hot on his tail, both ignoring the calls of Cassidy.He got to the car and frantically gestured for Arnold to unlock it. They both got in with a confused but alert Arnold wondering what the problem was.“To the villa, as fast as you can go!”Arnold started the car and raced out of the parking lot, no one noti
Ethan opened his eyes first and glanced at the alarm clock on his own bedside table. It read 6:00am, he turned to admire his wife with her hair fanned out on the pillow.Smiling at the memory of last night, he tucked a stray lock of hair away from her face. It had taken some time and serious work to convince her but he did.He had to go pick up Cassidy from the abductors’ den. His guards had infiltrated the den the night before and rounded them up in minutes.They were no match for these ones as they were former mercenaries he had given shelter, a job and a new life.Ethan got up reluctantly to take a shower. All he wanted to do was stay with his little wife in bed and cuddle.He would have that soon enough, bringing back the annoying little critter was more important at the moment since his jet was more convenient than a commercial flight.Shooting Bruce a text to pick him up, he then proceeded to accessorize before planting two kisses on her lips and forehead.He left once Bruce let
Jane's eyes fluttered open and the soreness of her lady bits hit her like a train, she recalled what had happened and blushed. She had finally consummated her marriage.The rumbling of her stomach jolted her from her thoughts, she was hungry. She sniffed the air and smiled, he was in the kitchen.She had a quick shower and tip toed out of the room, she peeked into the kitchen and watched her husband's back muscles ripple as he plated the pasta he just cooked.“Jane, baby, get over here and sit. I can feel your eyes on my back,” he chuckled and she scrunched her nose as she blushed in embarrassment.“That's impossible, how did you know?” She took a seat at the kitchen island and beamed at her plate.“I heard you close the bedroom door. Letting the door close noisily is not exactly wise if you were trying to sneak up on me.”He pinched her cheeks still rosy from her shower. She dug into the pasta with gusto, moaning at the first bite.Ethan swallowed as his brain fed him with flashbacks
Ethan kissed her again and laid her down on the messy covers. Leaning forward, he let his mouth linger on the shell of her ear, his breath tickling her neck.Jane shuddered at his touch, eyes bright and hazy with the eagerness to learn and desire pooling in her belly.He lightly traced her jawline with his nose, enjoying the way her breath hitched.Jane felt she could burst into flames at any moment, feeling goosebumps spread down her neck and chest. He had barely touched her but she was ready to melt into a puddle.Ethan wasted no time sinking his hand into the hair at the nape of her neck with a mild grip. His free hand slipped around her body and palmed her ass as his lips hovered barely an inch over hers, making her moan into his mouth.It felt like he was everywhere at once and all she could do was hold onto him and take it. Then his mouth travelled down her neck, sucking and nipping, she was now practically panting.Ethan sunk to his knees by the bed in front of her, tugging at
The cops tried to talk her out of it as she backed the exit and attempted to leave with the hostage but was quickly immobilized by two bullets from a Ruger SR22.Shot on target by a retired female general and shattered her kneecaps.She was quickly dragged out and calm was restored within the shocked guests.“I would like to state that the real Cassidy Owen is safe and will be returning soon, that's all.”Ethan walked out amidst shouts for interview requests from the reporters and stunned silence from the rest of the audience.Only the comments from the live stream was active even after he left.He rushed to the car and settled in, thinking of how cool he must have looked.“Take me to the villa instead, and don't wait. I will be sleeping with my wife today.”Bruce and Arnold glanced at each other, understanding their Young Master's intentions so when they dropped him off in front of the gates of the villa, they shouted some encouraging words.“Take care, Young Master. You have to do i
There was an uproar both at the event and in the comment section of the live stream. The directors stood stunned at his statement and the reporters began taking pictures and video cameras were focused on the people at the doors of the vault.Jane went mute in front of the television while Ivy screamed in surprise.Cassidy went pale in fear and horror but composed herself and tried to defend herself.“Mr. Harrington, we have been friends for many years but I do not think I like this joke.”“Friends? I have no recollection of ever being friends with a wannabe imposter. That is extremely beneath me and very insulting.”“Mr. Harrington,” the older director, Mr Jenkins, called out to him, “You do realize that you can't just say things like this…”“Oh I can, because I've known my friend since childhood and that… is not my friend.”“Ethan, if this is about what happened at your house with your wife… I apologize. However, you can't disrupt my inauguration because you want to be petty…”“Petty