“What are you exactly saying?” He asked walking towards me.I need to be honest with this man. I took a deep breath in.“I feel like you’re starting to be the center of my existence and it’s scary. We met only a week ago and a lot has happened.”“I know,” He said so calmly putting my hair behind my ear and then started to search me on the face with his eyes as if he lost something.I moved my face closer to his to kiss him but he turned away.“You should probably go to sleep, there is the bedroom.” He said to me. He literally turned me down.He took off his polo neck to provoke me. Some of the wounds were already healing and some of them he dressed them with a bandage.“It’s rude to stare.” He says, and it’s rude to turn down your wife.“So you’re not going to make love to me?” I asked and he turned to me with a reassurance look.“Love?” He asked. I took off the heels and the earrings and looked at him.“Let me rephrase that. So you are not going to fuck me?” I can be feisty sometimes
Jennifer took out the thumb and stood up straight, she started to unbutton the shirt she was wearing and left it descends down her feet. He looked at her exposed breasts and licked his lips then down to see that indeed his wife didn’t have a garter belt on.She used some of her to tie the remaining hair and kneeled down right between his legs like he always wanted. She placed both her hands on his legs respectively.She maintained eye contact with him while hands did all the work, her hands were unzipping his pants and the moment she took out his member, it was hard and ready to claim what’s his.She looked at his member and swallowed hard, wondering how is she going to take it all in?She took it all in and her husband fell back on the coach letting out a deep sigh as if he dreaded so long for it.“Fuck,” He groaned curling his toes in his shoes. Up, down, she made a rhythm.While trying to catch her breath, he grabbed her hair and helped her finish what she started. He made her take
He walked towards the door and sighed. He used his fingerprint to open the door.“Officer,” Jerald said as the doors went open.“Carter.” Mason responded as with an evil smirk.“I see… you can walk but that is irrelevant, come on in, make yourself feel at home but what did I do this time?” Jerald asked sarcastically and Mason let out a small laughter. “I have a search warrant, we are here to search… your hotel room and I want you to answer a few question, we could do it here or we can go down to the station,” Mason said showing Jerald some papers.“I'm actually busy at the moment; can't we do this some other time?” Jerald showed Mason his torso and Mason signaled the other police officers to go inside. “I’ll take that as a no,” Jerald said licking his lips.Mason took out a notepad and a pen from his pocket and smiled happily as he walked inside.“Why did you kill Tom Rooney?” “He is dead? You know what that means right?” Jerald asked unbelievably.“What? What does it mean? You ki
Meanwhile In Paris.Sean was busy smoking his cigar with one of the best assassins in the world Donald Justice who disguised himself as a graphic designer to keep his profile low.“One thing I know about Jerald Carter is… he is coming to the Vaughn Engagement party but I can't tell you more,” Donald said“And why is that?” Sean asked.“Because that’s all I know, close the door on your way out.”“Oh come on, I can give you three times the amount he gave you,” Sean insisted.“Fine, he is coming with his wife or so we think but her information has gone incognito. We don’t know how she looks like, not even the color of her eyes.”“Well… I don’t care about his wife. I already have my Jenny, thinking about going to New York to pay her and her father a visit, now that she is twenty six, she would be delighted to marry me. But first, I have to break it to her that I am alive… she must have missed all the night we spent together. Ahem,” Sean cleared his throat.“That is irrelevant. But I want
I had a bad feeling about this but he seemed so serious about it. I dressed up and found him putting on a long navy trench coat as if he just ordered it from an online store.“You look good,” He said unsure of himself and I looked at myself, of course I look good.“Thank you, you are not bad yourself,” I said and he rolled his eyes and pointed the door. I walked behind him this whole time and we reached the elevator.“Have you ever thought about having an official wedding?” His words echoes in my mind I felt like I was in an endless tunnel.“Excuse me?” I asked and he turned to me.“Do you want to get married?” He had to rub it to my face and I had no other choice but to swallow hard. He then took out some shades from his pocket and put them on.A wedding? It’s a simple question that needs a yes or a no, why am I making it hard for myself? Eww. I sound like Jerald.“I don’t know,” I responded honestly and he looked at me as if I am mad.“Okay,” I thought he would push it but he didn’t
JeraldI smiled at her and looked away because I couldn’t keep it in my pants.“Sure,” I said to her and she was blushing. My manhood started to pulsate just to look at her revealed skin and just like that I was hard.My body just walked to her and her hugged her and when she gasped I knew she can feel how hard I was. The moment we touched, lust just flew in the air.She went silent and just hugged me. Perhaps she likes this feeling because I do.I broke the hug and when I looked at her face it was all red and giving me those sadism vibes.I pushed her to other end of the elevator and separated her legs with my thigh. I trailed my tongue on her lips to ask for entrance and when she opened her mouth I took charge.Our tongues intertwined and I heard a moan escape her mouth.Ding!The elevator door went open and I backed away from her. She quickly licked her lips and I knew what it means after all, I left her begging for more.A group of men in a suit that I don’t even recognize walked
At Vegas Club. JenniferWe stopped the room when we walked in, everyone was staring not at me but at Ashley, she stole the show tonight.We walked to the occupied bar to get a bottle of wine and Teaquila for Hellen. We walked to a small table and started to talk.Not even thirty minutes in the club but someone walked over to us. Mark and his friend Troy. “Well, if it isn't Jennifer.” Mark said and Ashley wanted to fight him but I stopped her.“Isn't life good?” I asked him with her smile. “Life is good, Babe.” He said“Great, you should go get one.” I said and I looked at my friends who were matching my energy.“Feisty,” Troy said. And I rolled my eyes. “Someone is married… oh, this is my favorite song. Wanna dance?” Troy pulled Jennifer and mistakenly poured the beer on.“Hey!” Jennifer yelled and stood up. Troy quickly took of his t-shirt and started to wipe Jennifer but she pushed him away.“Please stop!” She yelled. “Come on, let me help you.” Troy said and Jennifer looke
I entered and the room was filled with men. They looked at me confused as if they were expecting someone else; of course they were expecting my so called husband.“What?” I am normally not this cocky, they turned their faces away like cowards. “Exactly… I thought so too,” I said to them as I spread my arms.“Gentlemen.” I heard Jerald behind me as he put his jacket on my shoulders.No wonder they turned their heads, Mr. Carter is here.“Sit,” he pointed out a chair that probably belonged to him and I walked there and sat down. “Sorry to keep you waiting. Gentlemen… meet my wife. Now let’s proceed.”Before he could talk a woman walked in in just her panty and bra. She roamed to Jerald and I raised my eyebrows.“Mr. Carter, my name is Lillian and I’ll be your waiter for today. What can I get you snd your men?” She asked and Jerald looked at the table infront of him that was filled with bottles of brandy and wine but there wasn’t any white wine there.“Thank you Lilan, but we are fine th
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