Jamie’s eyes roamed over the document in front of him, the context of it failing to reach his mind. He was barely present in the moment, for his thoughts were being plagued by the past. No matter what, he couldn’t seem to get his shit together. A constant worry loomed over his figure, demanding his full attention.
He closed the document with a sigh, realizing that there was no way he would be productive like this. Unless he solves the mystery at hand, he won’t be at peace.
“Rafa!” He yelled, gripping his forehead. A sudden pounding had begun within, and Jamie realized he could not sustain long without rest.
The door opened and in came a tall, lanky man. It looked as though he had just awoken from sleep. “Yes?”
Emma woke up with a jerk as the doors of the dungeon closed shut. As she blinked, the vision before her cleared to reveal a man coming toward her. She thought she had seen him before, but she wasn’t sure. He was surely one of Jamie’s men, and most likely, he was here to punish her like the rest of them.When the man approached her inside her cell, Emma was taken aback from the smirk of his face. Unlike other men, he didn’t regard her with disgust or anger. Instead, he seemed to be amused by something, and she couldn’t fathom what about her situation he found funny.“So you’re the one, huh?” He asked, arms crossed in front of him. “Who has been giving our boss sleepless nights.”Emma frowned at him.
“You found who?” Tom’s voice boomed in the hall as Jamie dropped the news on him like a bombshell.Tom had arrived in the morning and had been busy ever since. As it was his father who had invited him, Jamie couldn’t demand for his time at his leisure. It wasn’t until evening that the two of them made time for each other and retired for a glass of whisky. As they poured their second drink for the evening, Jamie started speaking of the brutal turn his life had taken in the past one week.Jamie sighed, nodding in dismay. “You heard me.”“I’m sorry, but let’s go back a few steps.” Tom said, putting his hands up in confusion. “You’re saying you found Emma?”&
“All of you. Leave.” Jamie announced as soon as he entered the dungeon.His men nodded at him in acknowledgement, gathering their things and walked out in silence. Once the dungeon was emptied, he shut the door behind him and locked it. He took slow steps towards her cell, suddenly growing aware of his apprehension. It wasn’t the first time he was seeing her, then what was he scared of? Reeling a deep breath in, he fastened his pace and stopped right outside her cell.When his eyes looked through the iron rods that separated her from him, his breath hitched in his throat. Disbelief gripped him as he ran his eyes over her meek, deranged figure lying limp on the ground. For a second, he believed that she had no life in her anymore, but the subtle movement of her chest with every breath she took assured him
Bloody hell!What the hell was the matter with this woman? Everytime he felt like he was getting closer to finding some answers, she pushes him back into the bundle of questions he’s tangled up in.Why did it feel like he was meeting her for the first time all over again? He knew her and her past better than anybody, even better than herself. Then why was he not able to understand what was going on with her? There was definitely something that was plaguing ehr mind, making her act out.Could it be because something that happened in the past few months that they were apart?That could be the only explanation. It was only during this separation between them that he remained completely unaware o
When Emma opened her eyes, new surroundings welcomed her.She blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to gather bits of information from her head. WIthin seconds, everything came flooding back to her. Her stay in the cell, Jamie talking to her, a woman trying to help her into new clothes and her traveling to a new place. The last thing she remembered before dozing off was the warmth of the floor she slept on and she gazed down below, she realized that she was comfortably sprawled on a mattress.She sat up straight slowly, running her eyes around the room she was in. The heater was on, she thought, and the blinds were rolled down. A small light lay beside the window, casting its orange glow on the entire room. It was like nothing she had ever seen before, making her wonder how she ended up here after all.&nbs
As Jamie walked into the room, the pounding in his head intensified. Having barely caught any sleep last night, he tried to rest for a few hours in the morning before an invitation, or rather, an order arrived summoning his presence for breakfast. Seeing how he’d already been avoiding his parents the past few days, he realized he had to make an appearance this time.Reluctantly, he dragged his feet to the grand hall where his parents and Tom greeted him by the table.“Morning,” He muttered as he settled down beside his friend.“We missed you last night.” His father mused.Jamie avoided his eyes, “I had urgent matters to tend to.”“Well, nobody
Jamie was surprised to hear his own thoughts.After everything that happened, he did not expect that he still felt so strongly for her. Perhaps his heart only needed the right trigger to let all of his emotions out, and that trigger was his father’s words. Despite regretting his outburst, Jamie couldn’t help but feel as though a mountain’s weight had been lifted off his chest.He would soon have to tell them everything, but for now, he wanted to keep them in the dark about Emma’s identity. It wouldn’t take his father long to figure out that Emma was a rogue. And if he did, all hell would break loose and he wasn’t sure if he was capable enough to protect her in the current circumstances. Unless things were under control, Jamie would have to be careful and very discreet.
Emma didn’t realize when she fell asleep that night, but when she woke up, she was engulfed in darkness. The windows to her room were left open, allowing cool wind to breeze across the room. Drawing her arms around herself, she tried to comfort herself into sleeping again, but it was too late. Sleep was leaving her by each passing second, and she could no longer lie down on the bed.Sighing, she sat up straight, looking at the clock hung on the wall. It was far past midnight, she realized. She headed to the washroom to fresh up, and when she returned to her room, she heard a knock on the door.She wasn’t sure if she heard that right at first, but after a few seconds, the knocks on the door got louder, beckoning her to rush toward it at first. Who could it be? Perhaps, Jamie? Since he was the only person who could disturb