... "Miss Graham! I'm so happy to see you.” Tom said and she purposely gave him her left hand to kiss. “What a fancy ring you got there…” “Oh I wouldn't call it fancy. I got it from My Husband.” She said sarcastically and he chuckled. “Well… we have to finish what we started. After all this is a limited time offer, so if your relationship status changes in the next hour or two, you just let me know. Otherwise, I’m just going to assume you want me to finish what you started.” She scoffed to his words. “Listen Mr. Roni or whatever you are,” Jennifer leaned towards him. “When I say ‘I got it from My Husband’ I simply mean Fuck Off Asshole.” She said so boldly. “For someone who just approved your business in my department… I must say you have some balls.” I’m sorry I hurt your feelings when I called you Asshole. I really thought you already knew.” She said and he backed away. If words could kill, Tom Rooney would be in the ICU right now fighting for his life. “Mr. Rooney!” Jerald w
Jennifer's eyes were shut and when she opened them she saw Tom on the floor and her husband was very angry. She usually see him pissed and angry but this time, it was a different kind of angry. It was ‘I could Kill’ kind of Angry and she assumed that he already killed two men and Tom Rooney.“Y… you… you shot him?” She said with her shaking voice. Jerald walked towards her and expected that she'd run away from him and scream for help but she didn’t.“You… you shot him.” She said unbelievably and he pulled her into his chest.“He deserved it.” He said trying to rub her back.“Y… you killed him.” He just went silent and kissed her head. He could feel her whole body jolting in fear and that made him think about Jake Isaac and how he knew Jennifer.She stopped jolting and he looked at her and noticed she passed out. He looked for her dress but it was shattered in pieces. He just took the bed sheet and wrapped it around her.He used a different door to take her to the car. Instead of worr
The Next Morning. Jerald was busy brushing Jennifer's hair with his hand with the hope she'd wake up. When she did, she saw he was already dressed. “Morning, Honey.” He said as she was busy groaning and mumbling that there's so much light. He stood up and walked to the dressing table, Jennifer got used to the surrounding and notixed she wasn't in her room and she was… naked. She checked herself one more time and looked at Jerald who was holding a cup of water with some pills. “Here…” He said giving her the pill and the glass of water. She looked at him confused and he smiled. “Drink it. And to answer your question no I didn't sleep with you.” He said and she sighed in relief but didn't take the pill and the glass of water. “Well… if you don't want in then. Fine.” He said throwing the pill to the bin. “But at least drink some water.” He said and she sat up straight and hugged her knees. “Did you kill him?” She asked and the smile on his face slowly faded. “Unfortunately… n
She was reluctant at first but she had no choice to obey him because he was her Sir and Husband.She walked downstairs and that's when she noticed she was in his t-shirt. He was staring at her as if she was sparkling his whole dark world.She stood a few feet away from him and he showed her to come closer with his index finger. “Come closer.” He said. She walked there slowly. “Fine, I'll come closer to you.” Jerald was impatient, he walked to her.“How much did you hear?” He asked and she looked deep into his eyes and sighed.“What truth is your father talking about?” She asked. “I told you, I will answer your questions when I get back.” Jerald said.“What are you hiding, Mr. Carter?” She asked so boldly and Jerald asked himself where did the boldness come from? From stuttering to being bold?“This is the second time you don't address me the way I want to be addressed.” “How do you want me address you while I know you have something that you are hiding from me? Your wife?!” Jennifer
“Mark? No?” Hellen and Ashley said in an unison and I sighed. I've never talked to him ever since that dinner night. It's Wednesday today, he likes having his Wastedday on Wednesday so I know where I can find him.“Honestly, I feel like we are watering a rock. Girl did you hear a word we said?” Ash asked and I looked at her with a smile.“Tonight we are going out.”What Are You Planning Mrs. Carter?Meanwhile On The Other Side of the World. Australia.Walter, one of Jerald's men was held captive by Jerald's worst enemy, Sean Hansel. He faked his own death five years ago. He touched Walter's face which was was covered with his own blood and his wife, Yolanda was helplessly praying that everything should just be over soon.“Where can I find Jerald fucking Carter?” His voice was so calm and kind. How ironic. “You know what… since you can handle the beating. Let's see if you can handle this thing.” He raised his hand and one of his man walked over to him with a gun. Bang!Sean shot his
That Night. The three beautiful ladies were outside the Kueulsevrey Süss where they get drinks only on special occasions. From the outside it looks rustic, delightful and well maintained. Large stones and intricate wooden carvings make up most of the building's outer structure.It's hard to see through the large, curtained windows, but the enjoyment from within can be felt outside.“Feels like old times.” Hellen said as she took a deep breath in. They laughed walking to the door that was guarded by a hunky man.As they enter the club through the well-crafted, metal door, they were welcomed by dancing people and amazing, but unknown scents.The bartender was handling some customers, but still manages to welcome his favorite customers with a short wave and huge smile.“It's about to get real!” Ashley yelled along the music and they walked to the bar. “Girls… the limo is outside. Exactly at 12am we are leaving this place.” They hugged each other and all of them went separate ways.The
The Next Morning, 7am. Jennifer woke up in a unfamiliar room, Jerald's house doesn't have grey walls and most importantly grey sheets. Speaking of sheets she saw her dress on the counter and her heart skipped four five beats. She checked herself and noticed she is in different closed. The door of her room opened and Mason walked in. "Oh you're awake. Good morning.” He said. Jennifer was confused. What is she doing in Mason Davey’s house. Why can't she remember a thing from yesterday? “I brought you coffee and some pain killers. Figured you might need them.” Mason said as he put them on the counter. “Did we do…?” She didn't dare to finish the sentence. Mason turned to her and licked his lips. “No.” He responded honestly. “But we can change that.” He said and she raised her left eyebrow. “I'm joking.” "Did you change me?” She asked with a lot of hesitant. “Yes.” He could hear her heart pounding from where he is standing. He changed her? A woman walked in and stopped. “Sorry. I
“Fair enough.” Jennifer said as she also roamed upstairs. She walked into her room and found her purse and her phone. She opened her phone and over 10 missed calls from Her husband.She rolled her eyes and took off the clothes she got from Mason and put them along with the dress and heels on her bed and walked to her bathroom to take a shower.She wrapped herself in a towel and opened the tap. No water available and her toiletries are in Jerald's bathroom.She sighed and her mind had the craziest idea but it can get her into trouble. She walked out and walked into Jerald's room.He was on a chair that was next to the door and he was having brandy. Don't be hard on the man… his wife was missing a few minutes ago.She looked at him thinking maybe he'd ask what is she doing in there but he didn't. Maybe he knew what she was about to do in his room, she had towels on.She walked pass him and stood near the bathroom door and took off her towel. It fell to the ground and she felt Jerald's
2 Hours later.Jennifer was left in the interrogation room for the past two hours and she was busy yelling she is innocent.“I swear I had no intentions to use the knife!” Jennifer cried even though she cried her lungs out, it was hopeless because no one was in the interrogation room.“Fine! Be like that! Why would I do that? It was just for self-defense measures!” She was yelling. She was right though, Jerald have been teaching her to defend herself using the pocket knife.The door went open and when she saw Mason she sighed in relief.“Oh, thank God, Mason you're here. Please tell those policemen that I didn't do anything?” Jennifer said. He put three files on the table. He unlocked the cuffs on her hands.“The Thing He Kills For…” Mason whispered and Jennifer looked at him with a reassurance look.“What did you just say?” She asked.“Oh nothing. Oh and congratulations on your marriage.” Mason said as he sat down and Jennifer looked at him rubbing her wrists. “We know you weren't going
The Next Three Weeks, hanged out on a thin line between love and hate, fear and passion, sadism and masochism, smuggling and counterfeiting, crimes and set ups, bureau investigations and police officers, new friends and new enemies.Over the days Jerald became more negativistic, provocative and more loving. As if that's not enough he started becoming cynical, uncaring and arrogant, but at least they're not as bad due to intertwined habits of being in love with Jennifer.Though he never said it to her, she knew. She didn't get flowers everyday but he made sure with every chance he gets when passing by a flower shop to buy her a rose and to remind her that she's loved.One thing he never forgets is to hold her hand. No matter how sweaty they were he wouldn't let her go.He asks his men to look out for them whenever they take late night walks because he'd be lost in her than focus on who wants to kill him.He taught her to always take full responsibility of her mistakes.With every s
I heard footsteps but I didn't turn. Remember that small rope I bought at the cashbuild? The day I killed a man and never felt ashamed of it. He was holding the exact same rope.Honestly, at this point I'm thankful that I bought a small size. I swear he won't be able to tie my whole body with it.“Now what am I going to do with this?” He asked and I wanted to laugh but now wasn't the moment.He looked at the pillar at the middle of the room and if I'm thinking what he thinking then… that would pure torture. I saw a smirk on his face and I knew it. He grabbed my hand and we roamed to the pillar.The pillar was covered with a velvet fabric so I sighed in relief. He pushed my back to the pillar and grabbed both hands side ways and binded them together with that rope.I saw him walk to the dressing table and opened the drawer and took out a Whip. Not just any Whip but a black single tail whip.What did I expect? A rose?He snapped it right next to him and I mumbled under the ball but it
Meanwhile on the other side of town.“I don't understand… why? She loves me!” Sean complained to Jeffery. “What's so special about this Jennifer? You have ladies who got their eyes on you.” Jeffery said pointing out a lady who was looking at Sean“Everything about my Jenny is special. I should've ordered the sniper to just go ahead with the shot but what if he misses and he shoots Jennifer? I don't understand why would Jennifer choose Jerald fucking Carter as her husband. Why?” “You left her for five years… what do you expect?” Jeffery said and Sean sighed.“You're right. I should just go to her and show her that I'm alive. Yes, I should.” “No. That isn't a smart move, could be a trap to use Jennifer as your weakness. Think about it though, once Jerald learned about the attack a while ago he married Jennifer in front of a lot of people. His enemies included.” “That means my Jenny loves me and only me. You're right! She has to.”“What if she's really in love with Jerald?”“I'll mak
I waited. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours. I changed the dress into the night silk dress. I wiped the make up and waited.I just waited for him by the door and when I saw it happen, I knew it was him and I remembered his rule:Always greet him by the door whenever he comes home.He was surprised to see me awake and he locked the door.“Evening.” I say to him. He licked his lips. I found myself learning down to him. “I accept any punishment you offer me but please not whips,” Jerald is full of surprises. He is a billionaire he can rent a room to turn it into the sex dungeon. “Stand up,” He said to me and I did as he said.“I want you to confess that you're mine; I won't make it any harder for you.” He said. That's all?“I am yours and only yours.” He smiled to what I said.“You're MINE and MINE ONLY!” He stiffened his voice. “For your punishment I want you to sleep in my arms,” I felt like my own ears were deceiving me.“Huh?”“Just that and I'll pretend you
Chris and other men came and took him away, busy congratulating him.We had dinner on the same table, talking and laughing. But not even a single man would look my direction.I stood by the side, near the window.“Officially married?” I heard a voice and when I turned it was from Mia. I smiled warmly at her and showed her the ring.“Officially Mrs. Carter,” I say. “I know I am married but isn't weird that men can't look at me? I'm not asking for attention but…”“Duh! It's because of that flower on your hand.” “Excuse me what?” What did Mia mean by that. I looked at the tattoo. Is it because Datura flowers are dangerous?“That literally means ‘Stay away, I am Jerald Carter’s wife! I belong to him and no one else' What else would you get a matching flower tattoo with Jerald for? Don't tell me for couple goals.” Mia said and I laughed but she looked dead serious.“Are you serious?!” I asked her.“Deadly.” She said. Chris called her, I guess they wanted to show us to our room now that
JenniferYou see those forced conversations because lust suffocate you two? That's me and Jerald. He is trying to put up a convo like he has something to tell me.I looked at the tattoo on my hand and wondered why did I go forth with it. Tracy didn't even want to cover it with concealer.The door opened and I guess I was lost in my mind that I didn't focus on this place.“There they are!!” A woman came running towards us. Me in precise. She has blonde, shoulder-length hair tight in a ponytail reveals a craggy, radiant face. Piercing brown eyes. She is so beautiful.“You must be Jennifer? Honey, you look alive! I mean we all thought Jerald was just describing a fictional character! You are real!” she said and pulled me to a hug. I turned to Jerald and the man the lady was with.“Oh. Honey, meet Isabella and Logan Vaughn. Guys, this is the fictional character I've been describing, Jennifer my wife.” Jerald said and I giggled. Judging by how they are dressed, this is their engagement p
Later that day.“There's a lot of traffic today so we'll have dinner along the way. Let me go grab those clothes.” Jerald sprinted upstairs as fast as he could.“I don't even remember when was the last time I got invited to an engagement party. By the way, when will the biggest white wedding of all time be?” Tracy asked.“I don’t know. We haven't decided.” Jennifer said.“I doubt, they already had a white wedding without us, sweetheart.” David said and they all laughed.Jerald came downstairs holding the suit covers.“You're leaving already?!” Tracy asked.“Mom, dad we really have somewhere to be. We have to get ready.” Jerald said as he grabbed Jennifer’s hand. His mother hit his hand.“Can't I have quality time with my daughter? Give me her dress. I'll help her get ready,” Tracy took a suit cover from Jerald. “Come sweetie. The driver will be in 2 hours.” Tracy said and Jennifer giggled as she followed her.“Guess I have to help you get ready too.” David said and Jerald looked at h
The Next Day. Midday.“Are you sure Jennifer is okay? We had breakfast without her and you're unbothered,” Tracy said and David patted her shoulder.“Sweetheart, let them be, okay? Jennifer is probably tired.” David tried to defend Jerald.“Or maybe he killed her or even worse, they broke up! Dave, please talk to your son!” Tracy said and Jerald yawned.“Why would you guys decide to have breakfast here, whereas you could have it in that favorite French restaurant of yours? What kind of visitors would visit at like 7am? It's been 5 hours and I feel like it's 5 years.” Jerald complained.“Oh son, I hate this as much as you do.” David responded yawning. “But, your mom is a morning birdie.”“Hey! I'm not a bird. But on second thought, I'd look better if I was a bird.”“A scarecrow.” David mumbled and Jerald laughed.“What? What did you say? You better talk now before this fork finds a new home in your ass!” Tracy complained.Jerald went quiet as if he was fixating.“Shit!” He said as he q