Meanwhile.“The tattoo on his hand is unclear to recognize since you slaughtered him.” Wiz said so calmly as Jerald put a cigar in his mouth.“Please… he shouldn't have talked to my wife. He shouldn't have,” Jerald said calmly. Blowing the smoke out of his mouth.“Jerald you've got some anger issues, you need help for real,” Chris said covering his mouth and nose with his elbow. Mia was behind Chris and he covered her eyes with his other hand.“Jesus, Chris I've seen worse,” Mia said and Jerald chuckled. “It's almost 2am, Jennifer must be worried. Can you guys give me a lift?” Jerald asked and Mia nodded.They roamed to the car.They reached the place and Mia insisted that Jerald should check on Jennifer before they leave. Jerald just rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen skin to wash his hands. After all it was a messy night.He took a bottle of brandy and rinsed his mouth after all, he knew that his wife doesn't like it when she smokes.He then roamed up the stairs. Straight to
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
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
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
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
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
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 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
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