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
...He threw the Black Riding Crop and sat on the bed next to his wife. Both of them were naked.Even though there was tension between them, there wasn't any way they would deny the sexual chemistry or it was only going to suffocate the two of them.“Fuck.” He finally said after some few seconds of silence. Jennifer couldn't stand up by her own he helped her sit next to him, and he started to untie her. He noticed she wasn't crying or anything she just had enough. She stood up and grabbed the towel on the floor and noticed his seed stained the sheets. She wrapped herself with a towel and walked out.Next time, use the guest room.Later That Day. In the Garden.Jennifer had to keep her mind else where by fixating about her business. She was tracing the money and everything.When she was done, she looked at her red wrists and sighed. She looked around for her husband but he wasn't nowhere to be found.She went over to the internet:How to be the best submissive?The results weren't w
...“This woman will be the death of me.” He said taking his white t-shirt off and stood up. He followed her upstairs.He found her waiting for him or so he thought. She was holding her handkerchief in her right hand.“Don't play games this time.” He warned her as he tugged her hair behind her ear.“But we can play by my rules.” He said as he put his thumb into her mouth. She sucked it and that made him groan.He removed his thumb and pinned her to the wall. “You asked for this.” He says to her. He waited for a reply but all he got was a kiss.She kissed him so slowly and passionate that he forgot he should be dominating the kiss. She stopped to lick her hand and continued kissing him.Her hand slowly moved inside his trousers and when she touched his member. She gasped.“Don't worry. It will fit.” He said between the kiss. When she rubbed it with her hand he leaned his head back from hers, breaking the kiss.“You like that?” She asked as she started to bend. When she was on her knee
The Next Day Jennifer woke up in Jerald's room. The curtains were open and she looked around for her husband but he was nowhere to be found.“I'm such an idiot.” She said to herself as she walked to the bathroom and took a shower with her eyes clothes.Remembering what happened last night she couldn't help but blush and lick her lips. She looked at herself over the mirror and saw his bites and hickeys he left around her neck.She got out of the shower and into his closet. She took a black shirt and something fell down. It was a necklace.“That's one… ugly necklace.” She said as she put it back. She wore the black shirt and roamed to her room to grab some thong.She walked upstairs with her wet hair dripping water.“Oh. You're here.” She said as she walked to the kitchen finding her husband cooking.“Something tells me you had that ‘Fuck… I'm such an idiot. He left' kind of moment.” He said as he pulled a chair for her.“Thank you and no I tjought know maybe ‘Nothing’ happened and yo
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