6

Jesse served the coffee to the old couple who always came to her bakery they smiled, “Goodnight honey,” She smiled at them as they walked out. Jesse felt the presence of someone in the bakery as she looked around, only to find him standing at the door.

“Leave me!” She cried as he choked her throat even more, his fingers were surely going to leave marks on her skin.

Tears started to burn her eyes as she wiggled in his grip, “St-op,” She cried, but he held her tighter, cutting off her oxygen supply completely.

“Ja.. Jacob!” She breathed as he loosened his grip around her throat. Not having any more energy in her body, she fell on the floor coughing hard.

Her face turned red as she wiped her tears, still coughing, trying to suck in as much oxygen as she could.

“You had one job!” he yelled at her as she closed her eyes in fear. She soothed her aching throat with her fingers as she glanced at him.

His irritated self threw the water glass directly at her face, making her cough with shock again.

“You had one job to give her the information in a manner that does not shock her,” Jacob said as he held her hair in a grip.

“I got you to go close to her so that you can make her realize my love for her, not to scare her away,” he said as she closed her eyes.

“It’s not like I did not try, boss,” She tried to argue, but with one glare from him, she knew she was going to regret her words.

“you whore, who gave you the right to speak? Who said you could speak?” a slap handed on her cheek making her hit her head on the floor.

Jesse could not help but cry at the pain. She made a mistake when she agreed to work for him. Jacob Blue was nothing but a monster with human skin.

“I could fuck your mouth and you would do that gladly, won't you?” he said as her eyes widened. Is this the same man who claimed to love Saba a few moments ago?

“No,” her whisper was weak, her entire body was aching, especially her throat and her head.

“Forgot the times you used to do it?” He sat on his knees as she crawled away from his reach.

There was a time when she used to love him too.

“She does not love you, Jacob,” She said, attempting to stand up. He let her hold her shoulders, helping her stand.

“She does, she just does not know,” he said as the woman stared at him in wonder.

“What will it take you to understand her, no Jacob?” she asked in a low voice as he raised his hand to slap her again.

Jesse closed her eyes anticipating the pain and it came throwing her on the floor again. This time she felt the metallic taste in her mouth making her know he had made her bleed.

Not in a good way

Not in the way he had the first time they did it.

“She… She does not want to break your home, Jacob,” She said as his head snapped in her direction.

“Does that mean she loves me? See, I told you she loved me no?” He said like a child as if he was making himself believe she was in love with him.

“Jacob… No..” She said, keeping her hand on his cheek.

“Care and love are two different things,” She said as his face hardened again.

“seems like you could use another slap,” he said as she closed her eyes in fear, yet another slap by him.

She tried to crawl away towards the door but he held her before she could go. He held her and looked at her with a psychotic look.

“Dare you to run away from me,” he said as he raised his hand to slap her again.

“She does not want to be a home wrecker, maybe if you leave your wife, she will consider you,” She uttered in fear, meaning him to stop; she did not want to take any more of his beatings.

She would run away to somewhere else, somewhere away from him. Saba can work on this problem on her own.

“You gave her the job of nanny at your mansion so she could be close to you and your daughter, but now, when she knows you have a wife, she considers herself a home wrecker,” Jesse was quick to tell him everything Saba mentioned earlier.

“You may leave,” he said, just as she was free to go. Jesse was quick to take her bag and run away. Before the rise of tomorrow’s sun, she will be away from this country.

Jacob looked at Saba’s photo in which she was smiling at something Jesse was saying. She looked beautiful with her hair flowing, and the happiness in her eyes made him question his worth.

“Very soon you will be mine, Saba Khan,” he said, pecking at her photograph with a smile. He picked up his phone and dialed his lawyer’s number.

“I need divorce papers ready by tomorrow evening,” he said and cut the call even before his lawyer could reply to him.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of heels as the hair on his neck rose. He hastily grabbed the alcohol bottle in front of him and drew a few sips from it.

It would take him a lot more than that to face the woman who was equal to the devil.

“Hi baby,” he heard her say as he turned around, gulping another sip of his drink though he felt like peeing in his pants.

“Please sit,” he said, trying to appear polite.

“Heard the screams of that woman,” she said as his hands shivered.

“Continue having that drink, Jacob, I won’t kill you for hurting a woman who used to love you unless you don’t have the information that I asked you to get me,” She said as his face paled.

I—I “

“Fuck, you don’t have the information? Do you?” he gulped, knowing the outcome of lying. He nodded his head.

“Then what will I do with you?”