'That will be all for now. Thank you.' Raquel Anderson addressed the bell boy who had brought up the package delivered to her agent, barely looking at him as she focused on her tablet.
As he made to go, she realised herself and dropped a tip of a hundred pounds on the table, motioning to him to pick it up.
'Thank you ma'am.' His voice betrayed as much excitement as his teenage face, he even blushed as he held the money with his both hands. Raquel shook her head at his youthful exuberance, motioning for him to take his leave.
'Oh, sorry.' He muttered as he left, but not before he displayed an embarrassing blush and his eyes wandered a bit to know if he could see the tan skinned woman he had recently started crushing on. He adjusted his name tag as he closed the door behind him, staring at the huge amount of money he had just received and thinking it was good compensation for not seeing her.
Standing outside the lift,
'Nothing will get in the way.' She could say nothing else, but at that time, she had never felt Anderson Raquel talk to her about anything personal as she just did. Like a mother who wanted her to succeed. 'Okay then, enjoy yourself, you're in your prime anyway. I'll stop being a bitch about it. He does seem to be serious about you.' And before Jade could respond, she added in a conspiring whisper, very much unlike her personality. 'I saw him doing the walk of shame this morning when I came to wake you up for your exercise.' Again, stunning her, she winked and left. Jade wanted to cry as the door closed in her face. Next she was smiling, and then laughing like a maniac. She was happy, not just because she had cleared the air with the mean woman. No, that couldn't even be the source of her happiness. It was because her own manager, mean old Raquel had admitted that Ricky was looking at her in a serious way. Well, if only they
Jade wished she could teleport and kick the little ass in the shin. 'Baby, bad boys like Tom never say the truth. He was lying okay? You have a dad, and he loves you, very much.' It was bad enough lying to the little girl about her father loving her; the idiot had never wanted anything to do with her or her mother. He probably thought she hadn't been born. 'But I want one to take me to school so I can show off to Tommy! I want a daddy like other children!' Jade scratched her head, feeling helpless. She had known that this was bound to happen, she had just never envisaged it to be this soon. 'It's okay, you'll have one, okay? What should I get you when I'm coming back? Halloween costumes? The first edition of Oliver Twist?'But Esmeralda wasn't a kid that could easily be placated, neither could her mind be easily diverted. 'I want to talk to Yicky my fyend. I want him to be my daddy.' Typical of Esmeralda, making d
'He insulted her about not having a father. Then, she insisted on talking to you, babbling nonsense about wanting to call you daddy. I was coming to apologise beforehand. That was it.' Jade wondered afterwards as she equally took a seat on the bed, how she had managed to say the words without stuttering. Ricky froze internally, feeling his body increase its degree of perspiration. He didn't know what he was feeling and what he wasn't. He felt honoured that the little girl had thought of him, but paired with it was a feeling of fear; fear that he might disappoint her. He didn't even know the kind of disappointment he would probably put her through, all he knew was that he was lacking. Terribly. He wondered what Jade was thinking looking at the beach with his corridor doors open. Was she thinking of how to distance herself away from him since her baby girl was showing signs of getting attached to him? After all, she was intelligent enough to know that he wasn't father ma
Jade stood, dumbstruck and numb-rendered. Begged him to be in her bed? Tired of this what? Bullshit? Peekaboo? Her chest heaved up and down in anger, her eyes darkening in rage and shame. Okay, okay, she had to calm down, she told herself over and over again. Because what she wanted to do at that moment was to grab the glass of drink and haul it at his head.She couldn't transfer her anger at the innocent drink that stood staring at her from the open freezer. She knew she was throwing a childish tantrum, knew that Esmeralda alone could be pardoned for acting out in that way, but she was completely in the mood to be a child; to throw things the way she wanted without caring about what was expected of her. Mind made up even after considering the consequences, she grabbed hold of the bottle of wine beside the beer and walked off, stopping in front of Ricky who had his legs crossed on the table, sipping his drink tapping
The human hormones were tricky; they adapted to one's mood and took control of their emotions. It switched sides like a fickle mistress as well, and once it did, left regrets spewing in the brain, abandoning the individuals to the decisions they had taken based on their previous hormones. Its effect was endless, Ricky thought as he dressed up after taking a shower, one of which was how fast he had metamorphosed from a poet to a philosopher in few minutes. He couldn't be blamed anyway, one wasn't expected to have his self-esteem killed and not bring it up with self-motivating speeches. You are nothing but an ass And always will be. His doorbell chimed and he strapped his watch into place, checking the time before opening the door. Ginger stood at the other end hugging her tablet to her chest with her face made up and her hair pulled into two ponytails.
Awkward didn't begin to cover the atmosphere.The tension was so thick it made the distance between the two CEOs seated across one another on the long table seem wider. Stronger.Jade Kimberley Raymonds had walked into the resort lounge at exactly a minute to the designated time, and had Ricky not been completely pissed at her, he would have perhaps felt admiration for her ability to keep to time.But that wasn't a luxury he could afford, or so he told himself. He had waited in the lounge five minutes to the time he had given her, flexing his fingers continuously and preparing himself for the awkward meeting he would have with her. He was fucking pissed at her, but he struggled with another emotion which he hated at the moment.Despite the harsh words they had exchanged, he hated to admit to himself that he had missed her. Hell, he had tossed in bed the night before, unable to sleep for hours. He hadn't had the will to get any work done, since it ha
He was like a proper addiction, the kind that couldn't be tamed with any other thing apart from him, himself.She had never felt this way before, so restless and angry and yet wanting the cause with so much hunger.Even as she sat looking and acting like the proper Queen of Ice he had indirectly accused her to be, she was practically clenching her thighs beneath the table, because oh boy, Ricky Mears was a whole package of yummy, spicy and hot. The power of his masculinity which emanated from his body regardless of what he wore was..."I see. You're yet to open it I guess?" That hoarse voice which had talked dirty to her ignited feelings of desire which still ran deep in her bloodstream despite her strong resolve to return to the time before she knew him. He was unforgettable."No, let me do that. Is there a problem?" She opened the document as she spoke, wondering what had possibly gone wrong. In her deep concentration on the screen, she was
She felt as though she were drowning, caught in a taillight with no escape whatsoever. His strong fingers explored and kneaded the flesh of her arm, reaching down to her waist and stopping to rest on her thighs. He pulled her turtle-neck down to grant his lips more access to her fresh neck. Like a thirsty vampire, he bit the smooth skin of her neck harshly, quickly soothing the pain with his tongue. The blend of pain and pleasure drove her nuts, and the hands she hadn't realised had slid to his shoulders held him tightly, her mouth seeking his in desperation, her body aching to be with him. One with him. To have him inside her. Jade arched her back as his fingers spread on her thighs, his hands exploring and hovering on her lean waist. Her power of reasoning eluded her at her point, and all she found herself doing was whimpering, begging for his touch to sooth the sexual frustration she felt. Needing him to fill the void that had been created the moment they had foug
She made his emotions a huddle of cacophony, pushing him into that state of euphoria and ecstatic madness and hunger. It was a kiss that expressed the feeling of raw desire which was mutual between them; unquenching thirst for each other driving them both, leading the way, making them mere passengers in the ride to Nirvana. He cuddled her neck, kissing her lips like the drink he had wanted, needed to be alive for a long time. He had missed her, and so had she, and they told this to one another without uttering a word. Their lips were the words, their touches every proof each needed to know how the other felt about them. It was he who broke the kiss, having been reminded by the medicine he inhaled on her neck that she was convalescing. He fought hard not to remember her fall, that traumatising memory being replaced by the reality of her finally being in his arms. He wasn't panting for breath, but his chest was heaving up and down, his pupils dilated wi
Ricky gulped down his second cup of coffee for the night, the bitterness of the strong black coffee making him clench his teeth. It was just as he had requested for it; black, strong. Yet he felt like calling the staff to ask for a change. But it was exactly what he needed at the moment after being awake for a long long time. It was either that or he would sleep all the way to the U.S. without taking care of the urgent issues which awaited him. He checked the time by his watch, wondering why his assistant was delaying with his luggage. Not that he couldn't travel without his bags anyway considering that he could simply buy everything he needed when he got home, but there were documents he needed to sign as well before leaving. Documents like placing a ban on the P.I. in every country of the world for daring to cross him. He would ensure that although the man could live his life however he wanted without being arrested by the police, he would never be
"But before I say anything, I request that we watch the Homestead news first." Ricky added, and then reclined against the seat while the news anchor switched the TV on.Annabelle who was holding the remote, her heart in her chest switched channels, and they watched as another presenter came into view."We are here with information regarding Mr. Patrick Raymonds, whose offences of using the company as a font for his illegal activities recently went viral."Jade inhaled a deep breath, licking her lips nervously. At this point, the world had already got to know about what she had tried to protect for years, and so emphasising it in a TV didn't ache her anymore as much as she had thought it would."Based on the evidence we have gathered so far, it has been confirmed that Mr. Raymonds forced his wife, the late Prima Donna to sign the company rights over to him, and then started using the company to aid drug traffickers in their activities."The presente
She rubbed her stomach for the umpteenth time, that completely flat abdomen of hers that had served as a habitant for food and drinks...Now carried a child, one created from her and Ricky.She now had responsibility for two; whatever she did would affect the tiny foetus probably struggling to mature into a baby.She wanted to cry, again."Say ahh, Jade."She forced her mouth open, accepting the porridge oats that Chloe held out to her. Now, she couldn't refuse to eat anymore, because one other tiny human would be affected as well.Chloe reached out to wipe the corner of her mouth which the oat had spilled on, and then scooped another spoonful of the porridge.For the past three days since she had woken up, Chloe had been taking care of her during the day, while Annabelle stayed with her at night, during which her sister returned to spend the night with Esmeralda.It had felt strange at first, being at the receiving end o
The last time he had got drunk, and drowned himself in a pool of alcohol because he needed to forget everything that had to do with reality, it had been the night he'd seen Jade with Rafferty at the restaurant, the night he had made the mistake of sending the red haired Kimberly to the floors and Jade had looked at him with those hard eyes.Tonight, he was here because his girlfriend and mother of his child hated him; because he had made another mistake of causing her reputation to be ruined, and killing the trust she had in him.."One more round, sir?" The bartender asked, staring at the empty glasses that Ricky had drained down his throat with skepticism."Yeah, fill everything up.""Just two glasses will do, Robert." Another voice intervened, that familiar teasing voice that Ricky had grown up having beside him."Okay, sir." The bartender replied, without making any pretence of feeling confused about whose order to take. When the owner of the ba
'Some time' became interpreted from hours to days, during which Ricky never left her side. It didn't matter how many times he received calls that the scandal was affecting his stocks as well because he and Jade had openly declared their relationship. Neither did it matter that in the expansive VIP room, Annabelle, Chloe who arrived the morning after the accident and Kiara took turns there as well, and urged him to go home even if it was for a day. He cleaned her every morning and night, his palm lingering on her stomach which was still so flat he still felt it was a dream that his baby was growing there. Outside, security was tightened both in front of her room and the entire hospital as well. Because the media was still outside, camping like locusts and waiting for either him or Jade to come out and give an interview. They had continued writing shit of course, stating that she must have hidden in the hospital room to avoid being prosecuted. B
"You didn't know she's pregnant?" Those were the doctor's first words when he announced after the first examination and scan that mother and child were safe. It had been followed by silence, throwing open of lips like a box of cookies and the question, 'Pregnant?' "No, no..." He muttered, shock gripping him whole. With the help of Kiara, he had carried her to the back of his home where Jade's chauffer had been waiting. Well, waiting for a healthy boss walking with her both legs and seething in anger, not being carried to the car by a crying man soaked in a flood of her blood. She had been admitted into the VIP floor immediately, and sent to the ER where she had been examined and scanned. Now, the good family doctor of his who was attending to her stood in front of him. "It's okay, Ricky. She'll be fine okay? Just get a change of clothes while we prepare for surgery, there's nothing you can do here anyway." The fuck he would have the co
After a while, she excused herself slid off the bed, her actions so calm it scared him so much. More than he could ever explain. He watched her pick up her phone and type some messages, before wiping the tears in her cheeks as though they encompassed a salty liquid of annoying flies rather than evidence of her pains. Then she walked to the closet, and pulled out her office wear. "Babe... Babe please, where are you going? The reporters must be outside." He dared to ask, standing and walking towards her as well. "I already asked my assistant to send for my chauffer. He will pick me up through the back gate. Is that okay by you?" "Fuck" he cursed beneath his breath, it was the tone of sheer politeness and emptiness, worse than the one she had used when they had first met. In desperation, he rushed towards her and wrapped his arms around her from the back, burying his head in her neck. "Jade please, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for l
She went deathly pale, green veins popping up visibly on her forehead, and spreading across her shaky palms; teeth clenched tightly together; lips quavering as her eyes failed to focus on a particular object. Seeing that she wasn't going to tell him anything, and that she kept hanging up on callers, Ricky took the phone from her, his heart skipping when his palms made contact with hers. Hers had gone cold like those of a person who had ceased to breathe and function normally. He read the information online as quickly as he could; it had exposed every damn thing about her family and business from Esmeralda's parentage, Chloe and the sleazy bastard who had denied the pregnancy, all the way to her father's crimes while in power as the CEO of the Raymonds corporation. He had committed all sorts of atrocities; using the company as a font for his illegal drug trafficking activities and their warehouses to aid female trafficking. And Jade was being accused o