Esmerelda I do not share my supposed best friend Frankie's feelings about the situation with Jaxson being my boss. While I was pissed he hid that fact from me. I was also terrified he would find out about the baby. She thought it was the funniest thing in the world. She died laughing, literally sliding off the sofa and rolling on the floor at my expense before stopping and wiping her eyes to talk to me seriously.I glared at her, feeling my face grow hot with embarrassment. "It's not funny, Frankie. My job is on the line here. I can't afford to lose it, especially now." She took a moment to catch her breath, her eyes still sparkling with amusement."I know, I know. But come on, the look on your face when you realized Jaxson was your boss! It had to be priceless." I huffed in annoyance, crossing my arms defensively."Well, it's not something I ever expected to deal with. And now I have to figure out how to navigate this mess." Frankie sat up, her expression turning thoughtful."True, i
JaxsonTo stay my weekend going smoothly would be a lie. I was more on edge. It made even some of my most loyal men on the street wary of me. I mean it's not without reason. I have a temper. I own it. I own how I feel when I feel it.Well, I guess I can't say that anymore since I have been pushing shit off and refusing to look at it. But even knowing that I still push it rather than own it. Because I feel like opening up a Pandora's box, I am not going to be able to close. The obsession I feel over Esmerelda is strong. Even stronger than when I was obsessed with getting me and my five siblings away from a drug addicted mother and out of a two-bedroom apartment in one of the worst neighborhoods. I gave my blood sweat and tears to get us out of that. I did it through. And it was laid to rest once I got my company up and running, bringing in legal income to show for all the new things I got. And when I hit my first billion, the worry of losing it all left. Now all I can think about is h
EsmeraldaFuck Mondays.As I slowly opened my eyes, I could already feel the familiar nausea creeping up on me. Another sleepless night had passed, and the morning sickness seemed to have gotten worse. I groaned as I dragged myself out of bed, dreading the day ahead. It was bad enough that I had to go to work, but the thought of facing my boss with my worsening condition made me anxious. I had to keep my pregnancy a secret from everyone, including my boss, and I was determined to keep it that way for as long as I could. Jaxson being the reason I am in the mess. No, nope nada can't go there, I have to think of him only as my boss. But with the increased morning sickness, I was worried that my boss would start to notice something was off.I quickly got dressed and headed out the door, making a mental note to stop by the store for something to ease my nausea before I reached the office. As I got into the car with Tony opening my door smiling at me. I ask "Can we stop at a pharmacy? I nee
EsmereldaThe world around me fades into a blur as Jaxson leans down, his face inching closer to mine. We're standing next to my car, the city's hustle and bustle a mere backdrop to this intimate moment. His eyes, intense and full of promise, are locked onto mine, making my mind go blank. I can feel the heat radiating from his body, the anticipation building between us.Despite my rational thoughts, my body leans into him, craving the warmth of his touch, the taste of his lips. In this moment, the busy city street, with its glaring lights and incessant noise, disappears. It's just him and me, in our own little world.But as our lips are about to meet, my thoughts are suddenly interrupted by the sound of a cough. Tony, my driver, stands a few feet away, an apologetic look on his face. The spell is broken, the moment lost. I step back, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. I know I shouldn't let this happen. He's my boss now, lines should be drawn, boundaries respected. But at that mome
EsmereldaTony has the man by the collar and against the wall before I have enough time to blink, when I see it though I gasp."Ma'am go inside." He tells me through clenched teeth. All softness erased and replaced with hardness. He doesn't even look like my driver anymore."Well shit. Her pussy must be really good to get a driver and a bodyguard." I don't understan- awe I see it now. Now that I am looking closely at this guy who seems to have the biggest balls in the world, I see it. His eyes are glassy and hooded, even in the face of a name twice his size he seems to have no fear. Most addicts would. They have little to no thought outside their own desire and need. I would know there was a reason I latched on to the first person to show me affection."Tony, he doesn't know what he is saying." I walk over to him even though the sudden change scares me. I don't do with violence if I ever get to a shrink, I'm sure there is a name for how it makes me feel, but regardless that I have col
JaxsonI had no intention of leaving my own car. I just wanted to see her safely home and make sure the lock had been fixed. It should. I bought the building and hired a new building maintenance team. When I saw Tony grab the guy I still had no intention of leaving the car. When I saw her get sick, that's when I started to get the ich to get out. But then she seemed fine while she was wiping her mouth. The guy said something and Tony really lost his cool. That alone told me it was bad. But then my gypse crumbled to the ground. Hard. That's when all my intentions went out the window. I rushed to her. When I was by her side I could see the trembling of her body and the sheen of sweat across her. She squeezed her eyes tight and was shaking her head. I kneel down beside her."Esmerelda?" I ask, hoovering my hand around her shoulder, not sure what to do. I watch and tears link out of her eye and something in me breaks. I wrap my arms around her and rock her trying to calm her."She's not h
The smell of jasmine fills my nose, and I can’t help but wrinkle it. I know its Frankie's perfume. Its not the last thing I remember smelling and for some reason I wanted to fill my nose with it again. The next thing that my body registers is that I am laying on something a bit less harsh than Frankies sofa. I take stock in my body. I feel like I have been hit by a truck. I try to remember how I got here. I know I am home, but the last thing I remember was…It hits me all at once the addict, Tony my driver, no not just a driver the way he moved seemed to be well trained. But he said he has been with the company for ten years, so how did he? I don’t remember much after the beginning. I don’t remember because something happened. I was there on the street then I wasn’t. No, I was back in that house with Billy… but then how did I? How did I get here? I search my mind, then I comes to me the soothing voice, the warmth of his body heat, his rich black currant and cedarwood. Jaxson. But why
I sat there, in the dimly lit room, the soft glow from the table lamp casting long shadows on the walls. The silence was deafening, broken only by the ticking of the clock and the distant hum of the city outside. While I was waiting, waiting for Esmerelda to wake up, I knew she would confront me about why I was there, outside her house, at the exact moment she had her panic attack. And now she was. I still had no answer.I had been following her, I admit it. Not in a creepy, stalker-ish way, but more out of concern, out of an inexplicable pull towards her. I knew it was wrong, I knew it was dangerous, but I couldn't help myself. There was something about her, something that drew me in, something that made me want to protect her, to be there for her, even if it meant putting myself in danger.As I sat there, my mind raced, trying to come up with a plausible explanation for my presence. I could tell her I was just passing by, that it was a coincidence, but would she believe me? Would sh