I waited and Waited I'm pretty sure it was about 30 minutes or so. My face was dripping water, it was nowhere close to be sweating. I was jolting in fear and the hairs on my skin where alert.When the door started opening I felt as if I was in a tunnel and now I can see the light.But I was welcomed by a gun in front of me. That time my entire nervous system froze. His smile was so cold.“So this is where you are hiding, Mrs. Carter?” There he was, Right in front of me with a gun against my forehead. A man with an evil grin.I couldn't even lift my arms and shoot with the gun My Husband gave to me but instead I just looked at him.I heard the gun clicking and I shut my eyes.“Please… get it over with.” I whispered. BANG!I felt blood shear across my face. There was sudden silence and I wondered is Heaven really this quiet? I open my eyes, I was exactly eye to eye with that man but he was different, he looked different. He fell and I gasped.“Are you okay?” I heard a familiar voice.
At Hermiston Hills.She was stunned by how the place looked. It was like an Estate.“Jerald? We have arrived.” Jennifer said shaking Jerald's hand. “Ask for Chris. Tell him that ‘I am the fucking Cosa Nostra's wife. Let me through.’”She buzzed the bell.“Hello?” A female voice said.“Hi, Uhm Jerald is hurt? He needs medical care.” Jerald looked at her and smiled. The gates then opened.“You never listen, do you? Now that you're safe. I'm resting my head.” Jerald said closing his eyes. She continued to drive forth.She stopped the car at the parking lot and shook Jerald.“Jerald. You can wake up.” She said. But no response. She didn't hesitate to jump out of the car and went to the passenger seat.“Sir?! Jerald?! HELP!!” She yelled trying to check his pulse but his neck was covered with his own blood.“Stop yelling, I am okay.” He said to her but his voice was fading. She helped him out.But his body has weakened. She walked with him to the mansion that was right in front of them.S
I walked with her and she was silent and I hated that. I noticed everyone was having supper all together when we got into the dining room.They were talking but when I stepped into the room with my wife they went silent.“Guys, meet Jennifer, my wife. Jennifer… these are the guys. They will introduce themselves to you if you want to be acquainted.” I said. I don't care. I just want to seat down.“Hey! I was wondering when we will see Little Jerald running around the building! Hi, I'm Lucy.” Lucy said walking towards Jennifer and then showed her a chair that was next to mine. Lucy is our snipergirl.She sat down and they all started talking well, yes I gave them a tip off that they shouldn't mention what happened today and they shouldn't mention Cosa Nostra. She was already laughing and really put my spirit at ease. Chris gave me a look and I knew he wanted to talk. We excused ourselves from the table and walked to the living room.“You look like a mess.” Chris said and I rolled my e
“When is soon? Tomorrow is not promised just tell me now.” She asked her husband desperately and he smiled.“I never said tomorrow, I said Soon.” Jerald said as he walked pass her and she sighed. She walked over to the bed and started to put pillow on the middle.“What are you doing?” Jerald asked so calmly and she rolled her eyes.“What does it look like?” She responded his question with another one. She was just creating a boundary between them.He looked at her and shook his head. He took the first aid kit and sat on the bed. He took off his shirt and she gasped.“Are you in pain?” She asked.“What kind of question is that?” “The type of question that needs an answer. Are you in pain?” Jennifer asked so calmly as if she wasn't the woman screaming few minutes ago. “No. I'm not in pain.” Even a blind man would see that Jerald is in pain.“I can see you're in pain, you know.” Jennifer said walking towards him and stopped a few feet from him.“Then you wouldn't have asked. Aargh.” He
...“Where are you guys going?” Mia asked as she saw them head for the door.“Out.” Jerald responded and Jennifer waved, making it look like she's not going to be punished.“Oh. The walls are soundproof incase…” Mia suggested.“Mia!” Chris hissed at his fiancée and Jennifer chuckled. “What? I was helping a sister out.” Mia explained and they headed out. “Where are we going?” Jennifer asked and Jerald didn't respond her. They walked to Jennifer’s car.Jerald opened the passenger door for his wife and she unquestionably got into the car. Isn't he in pain? He sprinted to the driver's seat.He started driving. “Can you please talk to me? Jennifer asked and he stole her with his eyes then continued looking at the road. The dark, gloomy road.He was also alert for any spiky things on the road incase some hijackers wants to do something with them.“What do you want me to say?” He finally responded after that awkward silence. “Huh? That you need some serious punishing so that the only name
With a lot of hesitation, he moved towards her carefully. When he was just a few inches she closed her beautiful eyes shut and he pressed his lips on hers.Their tongues started to intertwine together to start wild fire. His arms moved to grip the back of her neck and her back. He made her lean towards him and she dropped herself onto his lap. He was hard and now was pushed against her.“Uh… you're hurt.” She moaned between the kiss.“You asked for this.” He responded back and he growled into the kiss and yanked his head back. His hands found the remaining of the buttons and tore them apart with his hands, the buttons shuttered on the floor and she was on commando.He tossed her to the bed and he was now on top of her.“And whatever wife wants, Wife gets." He mumbled against her stomach and kissed it.He tossed her around as if he was tossing a coin and she was now laying on her stomach.“Besides… I haven't forgotten about The punishment.” He said rubbing her bare ass. He took off h
We walked inside the house to find Chris and some creepy dude in there.“Make yourself at home. I'll be down in a few.” Jerald said as he grabbed my hand and roamed up stairs.“Dry yourself and stay here.” Jerald’s voice was so dark and deeper and I had no choice but to nod. Or I can just go home.“Can I go home?” I asked. He looked at me as if I'm his worst enemy. Like what I said wasn't music to his ears.“No.” he said taking his wet T-shirt off. And left there in the room. Why? I want to know why!Jerald paced around in the bathroom, his temper building. The sooner she get that he is only protecting her the better he thought as he clutched the counter, cracking the marble. No, keeping secrets of the dark and Deadly Variety wasn't close to protection. He took off his boxer and walked over to the huge shower and turned the taps on, but if it was peace he was looking for then he had another thing coming as she banged on the bathroom door and stormed in intent on continuing the unf
“How do you know that?” Chris asked and Jerald sighed. “A Mafia leader, a sadist? That's not her ideal type of man. So she'll probably scream for a divorce before I could explain to her why I married her and who I really am.” Jerald said rubbing his head with his hands. “She wouldn't even forgive me.”“Who would know if you don't give her a chance? Tell her, give her a chance to forguve you. I can't believe you had a crush on her for 5 freaking years.”“I don't know what you're talking about. Dude, where's Mia?” Jerald changed the topic.“She's… out. I don't know where and she said we will have dinner here. Prepare something.” Jerald looked at Chris thinking maybe he would say he is joking but he didn't. “Please bring some food. I just have a lot going on. For starters… my wounds and my crazy wife.” “Well then. Let me leave you.” Chris patted his shoulder and roamed to the door. “Think about what we talked about. Give her a chance to forgive you.”JeraldThe door shut and one thi
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