"Pardon me?”“That's your safe word.” She sighed in relief but felt a little bit disappointed maybe she wanted to hear those three words from him. Or maybe she missed Mark.“But it has three words. It's a phrase.” “Iloveyou. It's one word. Has eight letters.” She sighed.“Don't you think it's too much?” “Too much for who? Me? Come on. We know we need each other for pleasure not for love. Besides, I can do all romantic things without feelings. After all, we both know you don't love me and I don't love you.” He said very coldly and she went silent.Silence filled the room.“Yes, you're right. I love you it is. I love you is it for stop or for I reached my limit?” She was hesitant at first but she finally said it.“Stop. As your husband and dominant, I'll know when you reached your limit. Your safe sign is a white handkerchief.” “Huh?”“Whenever you're gagged, you'll have a white handkerchief in your hand if you let it go it means stop.” He said and she nodded.“I understand.”“Don't
“Like what you see?” Jerald said in his husky voice and that made Jennifer realize that She have been staring at him the whole time.She looked at his face which had a devious smile.“What if I don't?” Her aim wasn't to be so seductive but when she said that it sounded so seductive.“I'll make you.” He said.“How?” She whispered and when she read his face she noticed that He was waiting for this question. “Thought you'd never ask.” He said.She raised her left eyebrows as she watched him take a sip from the bottle of brandy. Is that how it is done?...“This is how it is done.” He grabbed the behind of her neck and kissed her.To his surprise, she didn't respond to the kiss. Not even a little bit. Is it because of last night? A night ago when he had sex with a hooker?Instead of stopping he smirked.“Jennifer…” He said so humble and he pulled her hair arching her spine. “Uh…” She moaned in pain because the pull was unexpected. Why would he do that? Of course, He is a Sadist.He pushe
Jerald's Point Of View The sadist in me wants to feel her suffer. The Master in me wants her to bow down and be grateful that I blessed her with my existence.Usually I don't stop when I see tears but coming from her eyes made me feel bad and angry towards myself. Her brother was right, I will never be good for her. For now I just have to finds ways for her to hate me so she can file for divorce. I wouldn't even dare to touch her, that's a vow. I'm glad Wiz was able to put a tracker in her new phone so we can monitor her because the teams thinks she's vicious and suspicious but they don't know the truth that Chris and I knew. The real reason why I married her. I sighed and walked out. A part of me wanted to go into that room and gently make up for what I've done because I've never been good with apologies, but I made a vow to stay away from her.Fuck. My legs involuntarily walked towards her door and I opened the door to find her crawled in a ball on her bed.I could hear her sn
That MorningJennifer's Point Of View I woke up from that stupid nightmare I always have. I don't talk about it because I don't want to. It's been a while since I had this nightmare. I looked to my dressing table and found some eye drops.So he came in here? How come I didn't hear him? I took a shower and wore some tight fit dress. And yes I used the eye drops.I walked outside my room and something pulled me to that Red room. Even though I try to resist it, I went into the room. Everything was in place. The clippers were back to their position. Trust me, those eye drops are really helping.“Jennifer!” I heard him calling my name. His voice was kind of aggressive and I ran out of the Room.I found him near my bedroom door, holding some papers.“What were you doing in the Sex Dungeon?” He asked. No good morning? No nothing?“How's your wound?” I don't have a specific reason why I'm in the Red room which he assumes that it's a Sex Dungeon.“Stop trying to change the topic.” He says.“
Meanwhile at Mama’s Café.“What do you mean he got home stabbed?” Hellen asked as she took a bite in her donut.“He came home… I mean back at the house growling in pain. This morning he looked pretty normal like nothing happened to him.” Jennifer answered as if it didn't bother her but it did. “Why are you guys ghosting the fact that before he got stabbed and everything… you were tied up on a black sheet bed with red walls and a mirror next to it. What does he call it? Oh the Sex Dungeon!” Ashley said and Jennifer sighed.“I regret telling you that part.” Hellen laughed at Jennifer's words as she high-fived Ashley. “Yes… he Handcuffed me to the bed.”“And?” Ashley asked with a lot of enthusiasm.“That's all!”“Didn't You guys kiss?!” Hellen asked a bit disappointed. “Guys… guys… of course we kissed. But nothing else happened. I said no.” Did Jennifer really say no? Or she doesn't want to mention Jerald's negative trait?“Ahh…” Her friends said in an unison. You could tell they're di
...She walked to her room with the paper bag and took the same pair of scissors he used to cut the ropes from few days ago to rip the lingerie apart.“I'm such an idiot!” she yelled as she grabbed threw the bits and pieces of red across the room. She took off her heels. At times like these she needed some comfort and the person who is good at doing that is Mark.“Fuck! I miss Jacques.” She said as she walked outside her room. Something in her wanted to explore each and every door and she did. The room next to the Sex Dungeon was Jerald’s office. She walked inside and it smelled like brandy and his cologne. Meanwhile Outside The Mansion“Boss, do you think… he knows about Jennifer?” Wiz asked. “He talked to her didn't he? I'm pretty sure he knows something,” Jerald responded as he sighed. “She's in the office right now.” He added.“And how do you know that, boss?” It’s not like he is watching her every move. How does he know that?“Because…” Jerald showed him his smart watch which
The BoardroomHe walked into the boardroom then made way for her so she won’t feel uncomfortable.“Miss Graham...” Tom Rooney, the head department said taking Jennifer’s hand for a kiss but she moved it away. Making Sir proud, aren’t we?“I see…” He said abashedly going back to his seat. Jerald showed Jennifer her seat and she sat down so elegantly the way her husband taught her.“Jennifer, Mr. Rooney here has questions for you before he can approve your business. Over to you, Mr. Rooney.” Jerald said and Jennifer noticed he was pissed.“Thank you, Mr. Carter…” Jerald watched Jennifer answer the entire questions and he understood why her father wanted her to be the manager.He watched her move her lips he knew they had aloe lip gloss, because they shined as if she wore honey on her lips.He noticed she still had her bandage on and smirked. He felt like he could tell the rest of the world that she is his wife but wouldn’t that put her precious life in danger? But nevertheless, he knew o
Two Hours Later.Jennifer was so focused that she didn’t hear Tom walk into the room. He stood behind her and started to caress her neck, she jumped.“Oh my gosh!! You scared the shit out of me.” She said as she started to calm down. Tom didn’t say a thing.When he leaned towards her she noticed it wasn’t Jerald by the scent of his cologne.“What are you doing?!” She hissed at him when she turned.“Come on, I’ve seen the way you look at me.”He touched her breast and she pushed him.“Stop!! I am married!” She said so boldly and he stopped.“To who?!” She wanted to yell to his face that she is married to Jerald Carter.“It doesn’t matter. I am married!” She pushed him and he touched her so forcefully.“St—“ She tried to stop him but he had his hand on her mouth and tried to hush her by all means.“Jennifer!” A voice from the door so furious that it made the room echo Jennifer brought both Jennifer and Tom back to reality.Tom backed away as fast as he could and Jennifer sighed in relief
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