JaxsonAs I wake up, I am instantly aware of the coldness in the bed beside me. My body instinctively reaches out, but all I feel is the emptiness of the sheets. My mind is filled with a strange feeling, one that I am not used to. Disappointment. She left. I try to justify it by telling myself that I just wanted one more time with her, to feel her slick heat against my skin before she had to go. But deep down, I know there is more to it than that. A feeling nags at me, telling me that there is something else going on. I try to shake it off, telling myself that it doesn't matter, I got what I wanted, and I know she got what she wanted too.I check the clock next to the bed and realize that it will go off soon, so I force myself to get up and start my day. I know that I should just forget about it and move on, but the emptiness in my bed for some reason is fucking with me. That thought sits with me while I get in the shower, then I shift it to my day ahead.Sunday mornings are usually a
Esmeralda I can't believe I have to do this. I can't believe this is even a thing right now. This can not be happening. As I place my phone on the counter, I can't help but wonder how things could have ended up differently. It was just supposed to be a one-night stand, but now I'm in the bathroom of a pharmacy, waiting to for the timer to go off to determine what the next part of my life will be. I never thought I would be in this situation and I can't believe this is happening. I should have known better than to trust someone like Jaxson, but his charm and good looks were hard to resist. Ugh that's not fair I could have said something too.I can hear the busy sounds of the pharmacy outside the bathroom door and my heart is racing with anxiety. The thought of being pregnant at this point in my life is overwhelming. My interview is in less than an hour and I can't focus on anything else. I try to push away the thoughts of Jaxson and our night together, but they continue to consume my
Esmeralda I stood outside the towering building, my heart raced with nerves and excitement. This was my shot, my chance to make a name for myself and provide for my unborn child. Well maybe not a name for myself. It's just a secretary job. I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed as I looked up at the reflective glass windows, the name "Cancade" shining in bold letters above the entrance. Taking a deep breath, I straightened my blazer and walked towards the door.As I wait to speak to the front desk my mind wonders. My journey to this moment had been a rollercoaster, filled with unexpected twists and turns. Just when I thought I had everything figured out, get a job for the first time since high school and get out of Frankie's hair and enjoy my freedom, now life threw her a curveball. But now, as I inch closer to the desk, I know that this job is more important than ever. It wasn't just about a career anymore; it was about building a stable future for my child. "Welcome to Cancade. How m
JaxsonAs the CEO of the Cancade, I was always on the lookout for new and diverse talent for my team. So when Ms. Marcy brought across a resume with the name Esmerelda on it, I couldn't help but feel intrigued. I had never heard that name before in the city and wondered how many other people shared it. Despite knowing that most of the resume may have been exaggerated, with Esmerelda having told me she was a stay-at-home wife, I decided I had to know if it was the same one haunting my dreams and waking mine, so I told Marcy to call her in for an interview.That was a week ago and now I was sitting in the room connected to where the interview would take place, I instructed Marcy on what questions to ask, wanting to get a better understanding of Esmerelda's skills and qualifications. I wanted to hear her answers and gauge her potential for the job. Even though I already knew if it was my Esmeralda, I was going to hire her regardless.I watched as she walked into the interview room, and I
Esmeralda IThe rain was relentless, drenching me to the bone as I stood on the crowded street corner, desperately trying to flag down a cab. I had been waiting for what felt like an eternity, using my blazer as a makeshift shield against the unforgiving downpour. But no cab would stop for me, their red lights mocking me as they sped by. Just when I was about to lose hope, a sleek black car pulled up to the curb. The driver, a tall and imposing figure, stepped out wearing a chauffeur's uniform and holding an umbrella. My heart skipped a beat as he approached me, his presence commanding and intriguing. "Ms. Roth?" he asked, his voice deep and smooth. I nodded, taken aback by his familiarity. He smiled and opened the back door, motioning for me to get in. "I am the company driver. I've been assigned to you." I looked at him in confusion, but the sight of the umbrella made me realize I could finally put down my useless blazer. He pulled out his ID, confirming his identity as Anthony Ro
JaxsonTony is one of my men, and he has proven himself to be one of my best. That is why, despite his role as a driver, I have also entrusted him with the task of monitoring Esmerelda. It was a gut feeling, one that I couldn't quite explain, but I knew that I had to keep an eye on her. The thought of her walking out in the pouring rain, alone and vulnerable, did not sit well with me. So, I had Tony pick her up and take her home. And now, he will be her personal driver.But, as I sit here contemplating the situation, I can't help but wonder if this is really a good idea. Does it provide me with the opportunity to gather information on Esmerelda? Yes, yes it does. I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt. Is this really a good idea? I have no clue. There is just something about her. But this might be too much. I have never taken an interest in a woman like this before. I knew from the first night I shouldn't, but I did. I thought about her far more than I would ever admit. She was wo
Esmeralda As I step into the imposing building of Cancade Inc., my heart pounds in my chest like a drum. It's my first day, and the nerves are getting the best of me. I've never worked as a secretary before, my only job experience being a stint at a fast food joint back in high school. But I believe in myself, I believe I can do this job.But there's more to my anxiety than just the new job. I'm pregnant, and sooner or later, I'll have to ask for time off for doctor's appointments. The thought sends a fresh wave of worry washing over me. I don't want anyone to find out yet, not until I'm ready. The morning sickness has started, making it harder to keep my secret. I need this job, more than anyone could understand. My soon-to-be ex-husband, Billy, never let me work, kept me dependent on him. But that's in the past now. This job is my ticket to independence, to providing for my child, to a new life.I take a deep breath, square my shoulders, and step into the bustling office. I can do
EsmereldaTGIF. I never really understood why people believed so heavily in it. Now I do. The week had been crazy, with hardly any time to catch a breath. What I had anticipated to be a one-off event on the first day turned out to be the norm for the rest of the week. I had been running around non-stop, preparing for meetings and then setting up the conference room for them. Mr. Cancade, my new boss, had a habit of recording most of the meetings, but I never heard him speak. Little did I know, all those recordings would turn into a mountain of work for me. I spent most of my days dictating Mr. Cancade's meeting notes and then sending them back to him. And just when I thought I was done, I would have to turn around and produce an email regarding any notes he made on my notes. It was a never-ending cycle, and I couldn't keep up. I wasn't the fastest typer, but I had a good memory, so I never needed to pause the recordings to catch up. But as the days went by, I found myself getting more
JaxsonTwo weeks. It's been two weeks since the accident. We are no closer to finding her then we were the day she was take. And I am no better for it. Simply put I'm a mess. I forgot what sleep is. I don't think I have showered unless someone drug me in there and forced me to shower. I have put all my time into finding out who the hell took my Gypsy. Waiting by the phone for a call, yet none has come. I'm starting to worry none will."Jaxson. You can't keep doing this to yourself." Nico says as he enters the dining room."Not now, Nico.""Yes, now.""No, just leave.""Listen, brother, I understand you are going through a lot right now. But you can't keep doing this. You have a business to run.""I don't care about the fucking business." It's true right now I could truly give a fuck about the company can burn to the ground for all I care."Well, you should.""Nico.""No, listen. I know you want her back, we all do, but you can't do it if you don't take care of yourself.""He is right,
EsmereldaThe doctor comes in and tells me what I already knew. That the twins are still fine. By the time he got here my main concern was answered by the flutters of them moving. He then gives me something for my head, which has started to pound. He also gives me a cream for the bruising on my face and neck. When the guy first put the gag in, it hurt. But now, when I rub the cream over the area, it doesn't hurt, and it makes the redness go down.When the doctor leaves, the boss is there waiting for him. The doctor and the boss exchange words, and the doctor hands him a few bottles, then leaves. The boss doesn't come back into the room after the doctor leaves. So I take time to look around. Its set up like some kind of mother-in-law suite. The room I am in looks like the living room and the kitchen. Behind the first door I find I see a small bathroom with a standing shower. The next door a closet, and the last is a bedroom with a full size bed covered in what looks like a think down c
JaxsonA groan rips from my throat. I have the worst headache and I am cold. Really cold. What the fuck happened? I try to open my eyes, but it hurts too much. The light is blinding and all it does is make the pain worse."Mr. Cancade. Mr. Cancade. Can you hear me?" I try to talk, but nothing comes out. My throat is so dry."Shhhh, it's okay." A woman's voice says, but it's not my woman's voice. "What...the...fuck...""You were in an accident.""Gypsy." I croak."Who?" The woman says."Where...is...my...wife.""Um, she is, well, we are trying to find her." What? I must have heard that wrong."She...""We know who you are talking about, but right now, we don't know where she is. Your driver said she was in the car. But we didn't see her.""How...""It's a long story." Long story? What the hell is a long story?"How..." I try again."It will all be explained once you are feeling better." Why does she keep interrupting me?"My wife.""Let's just get you healthy, and we will tell you eve
EsmereldaJaxson is telling me the guys are back and are fine, and all I can think is how amazing it will be to have everyone together. The last time I saw them they were leaving for their trip, and they were all excited. Well, Paully wasn't exactly excited, but he was glad to have something to do. He hates sitting around waiting, which is all we have been doing. Waiting on the man in the shadows, or the guy who took me to show their face. Well they actually knew there was a chance he was out there, I only had to wait till my dreams to see him again.I was so upset when the guys left. They have all become like my family. Like having brothers, I never had before. Jaxson is right, they did call everyday wanting an update. But I have still really missed them.I know what is about to happen when I see the head light appear behind Jaxson's head but there is no way for me to warn him, I can't it happens to fast even if it feels like it's happening in slow motion. By the time it takes to ope
JaxsonSix weeks laterWe are all gathered in the dining room. It is the first time we are having a family meal. After Esmerelda woke up from the hospital, I have kept her close. After we questioned the men who we took from there that night, we got to other information for who their boss was. They actually seemed to not know. I can't see why they would be so loyal to a man they have only worked for, for only a short time. All anyone could say was they were approached a few weeks ago and promised when he took back over the city, they would want for nothing. No they are rotting in an underground dungeonThat is the thing that has me stuck, whoever the hell this man is he said when he took the city back, meaning he had it at one point. That narrows it down on who it could be, but it doesn't give me a single man. But what the soldiers did say is he has been in hiding since the take over.We still have a few men out there, but most of them are on their way back. We are getting closer. I fe
The Boss*The night of the rescue*That did not go as planned. It was sheer dumb luck I wasn't there when Jaxson stormed in, and pure foresight on my part for never giving out my name. I don't know if anyone was taken alive, but even if they were they will never be able to share a name with him or his men. The problem now is that I lost all of my guys. I have no one left in the city, and I have a feeling that he knows the real reason why I took her. It wasn't just to get his attention. No, I have someone else pulling my strings. Someone who should be calling any minute and I am dreading this call. There is no way he didn't hear about it. The only good thing is that he doesn't have a location for me. So, that is one small victory.When my phone rings and his name pops up, I want to throw the phone across the room."Sir.""So, what the hell is the meaning of all of this.""Meaning, sir?""Do not play coy with me. I saw the report on the news. And she was taken to the hospital?" That is
JaxsonAll I can do it stare at her in confusion. What the actual fuck is she talking about? Cheating? And what the hell is she talking about a whore. She is the farthest thing from it."Gypsy, sweetheart. What the hell are you talking about?" She looks at me her face covered in tears and snot. She has never looked more beautiful."He used my mouth, and I just let him. He was going to do more. I would have let him, but his boss came and stopped him." The rage in me boils up but I try to keep a calm exterior his death was far too quick."You don't have to worry about him anymore." I say while processing the rest of what she said. I'm not sure how she thinks that was cheating when it was pure survival for her and our babies. I have unfortunately seen men like him, all dead now, but they would have got what they wanted with or without her corporation."What? Why not?""Because he is dead. We found you. We took care of everyone." I cup her cheeks. "You never have to worry about anyone tou
EsmereldaBeepBeepBeepBeepMy heart is beating, and that's a good sign. My head hurts, and my whole-body is sore, but it's not the worst pain I have ever felt. What is the worst is not knowing if my babies are okay. I haven't opened my eyes yet, too scared of what I will see."I think she is waking up." A small voice whispers. One I don't know."Baby, can you hear me?" I recognize that voice."Jaxson?" My throat feels dry and scratchy."Hey." He whispers. I open my eyes, and the first thing I see is his tear stained face."Jaxson." I try to move towards him, but it hurts. "The babies.""They are fine. Shhhh. They are fine.""How can you know?""Well, you have been out a few days. They did an ultrasound, and the doctor did a test. The twins are fine.""A few days?""Yeah, baby. A few days. You have been out for a while. Your leg was pretty bad, and you had an infection. You have been in and out for a few days.""Where are we?""Home. Well my home. Frankie has been a live wire." He b
JaxsonTwo hours ago.I am sitting in my living room waiting on word about Esmerelda. We have had men on the ground scouring the city. Everywhere and have come up with nothing. Malachi has taken my phone. After my last conversation with the unknown caller, it went crazy."Who the fuck was that?""Not sure. But we will find out.""How did he get this number? How did he know where I was?""Boss, I have a feeling that is the least of our problems.""You're fucking right. We need to find her.""I know.""So why the hell are we standing here!" I start walking to the door, grabbing my jacket, and keys."What are you doing?""I am finding her.""You are going to go look.""Yes.""No, boss. You are going to stay here.""Like hell, Malachi. This is my fault.""No, it's not. If anything, it's mine. I should have found this fucker way before he got to her.""We can't sit here and play the blame game. We need to find her." There is knock at the door. "Enter." I say still trying to think of somet