Chapter Three
POV: Kelly Flores
I stared at the vacant seat opposite me and my mind drifted to the guy that just left it. He would have been my type in another lifetime but all he had succeeded to do was to infuriate me with his charms and witty words.
I checked my phone again; nothing yet. There was full signal so it was either Jack didn't make it back to town or he had some serious explaining to do.
Shit! I slapped my forehead.
I'd totally forgotten to get a gift for Jack. I scrolled through my phone to the app I used in buying stuff and scrolled through their catalog for men's accessories.
A particular gold watch caught my eye. The price was $100,000 which showed its value. It looked like the type of stuff Jack would love so I purchased it without breaking a sweat.
The delivery would be in an hour. That would be enough time for me to drive to his apartment. I was tired of the crowd and waiting for Jace was out of it because I knew for certain she wouldn't show up.
It was obvious she had ditched me going home with Mr. Cute Smile.
I have to make a fast decision cause it's obvious I can't keep sitting in this boring party, I would rather be in my boyfriend apartment alone waiting for him than to sit one more minutes here.
I got up and left through the back door since it was less crowded. It had gotten dark outside, I checked the time which showed me it was almost 7 pm.
The drive to Jack's apartment was faster than I imagined it would be. I suspected I had driven fast without knowing because of my impatience to see him. I just wanted to melt in his arms; in the safety he brings incase he's back and if not I'll love to welcome him with a surprise when he finally did.
I walked into the building and rode the elevator to the top floor where the penthouse was located. Jack's apartment looked like the home of a bachelor movie star. I had bought the place for him not long after we started dating.
I got to the front door and fished for the keys in my compact purse. I got it out and opened the door. The place was cool compared to the heat I had just escaped from. The interior designer had taken his time in the details of the apartment. Everything spoke wealth in a cool, cozy manner.
I dropped my handbag on the fur carpet and wiggled out of my shoes as I moved around the place. There was a light coming from the room up the stairs. That was the room Jack always used.
So he was back home after all. He had some serious explaining.
I contemplated between getting a shower first or jumping him in bed. Hmmmmm, shower. Definitely shower.
Taking off the gown was easy, then I climbed the stairs in my panties and bra. I didn't want him to see me just yet so I used the guest bathroom opposite the door to his room.
I stretched behind and unclasped my bra. My heavy tits bobbed out finally getting a much-needed taste of freedom from the strenuous day's captivity. I massaged them with tender rubs relieving some of the tension that had managed to seep into my bones. My panties came off next.
I turned on the shower. The water was cool enough to make me moan and miss the touch of my lover idling cluelessly in the other room.
A sound drew my attention. I reduced the shower to listen to what it was but I heard nothing. I shrugged, then increased the shower once more.
A sharp scream cut through the sound of water raining on my body. I switched off the shower completely, panicking a little. What if Jack was in trouble? Terrible images flashed through my mind. It could be a burglar.
I grabbed the clean towel from the rack and dried myself as fast as I could. I heard the sound again twice while I got dressed in the spare T-shirt left there for guests with a baggy pajama pants.
By the time I was fully dressed, I was scared to make the journey to Jack's room for fear of what I might find there. I had heard the sound a couple more and I knew it wasn't Jack. My fear stemmed from what I knew I was going to find when I open the door.
I refused to believe it and the only way to assure myself was to make the trip to Jack's room.
"Fuck it!" I wheezed.
My legs moved on their own even as I willed them to stop. My mind screamed at me to stay as far away from the door as I could.
The moans came clearer the closer I got to the door. It was opened a crack but I was already close enough to make out shadows moving through the partial opening.
"Oh, fuck. Hit me harder. Fill me with your cock!"
I heard the words as if they had been spoken directly into my ears.
My hand covered my eyes as the tears flowed from my eyes just as the waters from the shower had weaved intricate patterns down my flesh.
I opened the door...
Chapter Four POV: Kelly Flores "Oh, fuck. Hit me harder. Fill me with your cock!" I heard the words as if they had been spoken directly into my ears. My hand covered my eyes as the tears flowed from my eyes just as the waters from the shower had weaved intricate patterns down my flesh. I opened the door... Jack froze, turning around to meet my horrified gaze. He sighed. He turned back to the girl spread out on the bed banging her like I wasn't there seeing the whole thing. The girl moaned and trashed in pleasure while I watched in horror. "J- Ja, Jack," I called in a barely audible voice. It felt like a vice squeezed my throat. "What's going on here?" I asked, unable to fully comprehend the whole thing. Jack snapped at me. "What does it look like, a fucking picnic party?" The fury in his voice made me jerk and I had a little glimpse of the reality of what was really happening. He was screwing another girl on our anniversary day and he didn't seem to care that I had caught h
Chapter FivePOV: Kelly Flores"Hell no. I need my dress back. It's in his apartment." I growled at Jace with my hands folded.She had somehow managed to use an unknown voodoo-level trick to convince me to follow her to her car and she had driven me back to my apartment.Now as I sat across her, furious as hell, I couldn't believe how it had worked."I need it, Jace. My watch too." I took a breath.She sighed. "C'mon. I know you better than anyone else. You don't need any of those. You can replace them a hundred times."I hated to admit she was right, but she was. I didn't need them. I was just being bitter which should be a perfectly normal response to walking in on my boyfriend fucking a teenage girl."Jace, he-" My voice trailed off as another wave of tears choked me."I know. I know, love."Holding it in hurt much worse so I had no other choice but to let it out as Jace held me in her arms. I let the warmth and comfort of her embrace take me.I sniffed twice, wiped at my eyes, and
Pierce povI wasn't sure if my eyes were deceiving me or it's really her, in all attitude this lady is so different from the one I met few days back. she look a mess."Kelly" I called her name to confirm I'm not mistaking and she immediately looked up "Kelly of kelz wear." I called her again and I could see her gaze drop.She must have felt bad she met someone who know her here in this her condition."You remember me?..... Pierce, the waiter at the party few days back." I study her reaction as I spoke to be sure she recognized me but to my greatest surprise she didn't respond with words but her eyes gave her away instantly. I guessed they couldn't contain the pain again.I became dumbfounded, how can such a girl be crying?, what could have happened.I left my position behind the counter and move closer to her."Are you okay Kelly, what's the matter?" I asked her but her tears keep dropping like an heavy rain.I signaled to the other colleague of mine on duty that I'll be right back a
The next day I woke up so early to start my journey to my parents at Toledo. It's been awhile have been home especially as my responsibility grows at the company, I drift apart from my parents bit by bit.The journey to Toledo took me 6hours, I was having reflect on my life this past few days.if only I had listen to my Mum and not date Jack. The last time they came to Barcelona and met him Mom has been against the relationship immediately, she said it's something about her instinct, I should have believe her but I made her see good sides of Jack and told Mom he's the only one for me. My parents are not the type to enforce their will on me so Mom stopped dragging the issue.Regrets is of no use again, thank God I haven't go through with my other plans for him.I arrived at my parents country home at Toledo in that sunny afternoon and I was welcomed like a king arriving from the oversea.My parents housekeeper, Janette was the first to see me and she started screaming like her greates
Chapter OnePOV: Kelly FloresI knew I had made a terrible mistake by agreeing to follow Jace to this party. I would rather get run over by a bus and spend weeks bedridden in a friggin hospital than make the same mistake of accepting her invitation if I had a second chance.I cursed under my breath. This was not how I imagined my first anniversary with Jack.It was already a great disappointment when he said his going on a trip and will be back on the evening of our anniversary, but he promised to call when he get back which he hasn't done.Instinctively, I checked my phone once again for missed calls or notifications but there were none. It was so like him to zone out just when he's needed. I willed his call to come through with my mind but I guess my psychic energy ends in my imagination.I looked around in an attempt to find Jace among the crowd but all I saw were strange faces; mostly cute guys just like the one who had stolen my friend. Jace could never ignore a cute guy even if
Chapter TwoPOV: Pierce De LunaI got off from my shift at the restaurant earlier than I normally did. My whole body ached but my mind was as active as a child's color book. I kept thinking about her- Kelly.There was something about her that separated her from most girls. She was not your average girl; that part was evident. From her fiery red hair to her brown eyes that reminded me of chocolate balls, then her lustrous golden skin, it was impossible to resist her.I crossed the street and entered the apartment building. The room I shared with my older sister was too small to accommodate an adult elephant but the rent was cheap enough that we didn't have to get on the landlord's naughty list. Most of our neighbors were drug addicts while some were run-down hookers. It wasn't the kind of place you'd take a kid to.I pulled my hoodie over my head well enough to cover my face. It was the only way I would ever be able to get to my room safely without a crackhead asking if I could spare a