All Chapters of A Kissing Spell: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Two gossip girls walked out of the social room with their minds blank. They passed Jason and me by and silently went back to their workplace. Jason watched them go with a deep shock painted all over his face. When they were gone, he began staring at me, forcing me to give him some answers. “Well…” I laughed hysterically, “Why don't we go to my office first… please…” Jason didn't say a word, but made a gesture that I should go first, as if he suddenly didn't trust me enough to let me walk behind him. I smiled nervously and started walking towards my office. He followed. He didn't open his mouth until we were finally inside alone, and I closed the door. “Do you mind explaining to me what I just saw?!” he growled. “It… it would be easier, if you t-told me what you saw, then… I can explain it to you clearly…” I muttered, panicking. “I heard some girls saying nasty things about me and you. Then I heard how they attacked you, and… how you used somet

Grace wanted to post the recording right away, but I hesitated. I wanted to do it all properly. I called Elijah since he told me that he was preparing for some legal action. When I told him we got the evidence, he came right away. “How did you manage to get someone to confess?!” he called agitated as soon as he opened the door to my office. “Nice to see you too, Elijah,” I smirked sarcastically, “Answering your question, we got lucky,” I grinned. Elijah cleared his throat and nodded his head, greeting us both, but it looked like my reply only raised more of his suspicious. “You asked her, and she confessed?!” he called doubtfully. “Sit down, we will show you what we have…” I chuckled. I gave him my computer so that he could watch the recording of Dianne's confession. He paid attention to every single detail, and even rewound our video a few times. “What do you think?” I asked impatiently, after he had seen it for the fifth time

When I woke up, Jason was hugging me from behind. My whole body was covered in Jason's scent. I wasn't exactly sure whether I was comfortable with it or not. It was as if I was sinking in guilty pleasure. My heart didn't pound frantically. It felt nothing like lying next to the person I loved. Perhaps, I felt like this since my mind became poisoned by those rumors about me, that I was using Jason. Even though I was honest with him, and basically he was the one who led to this situation, something about this morning felt awkward. I even started to wonder if I should sneak out of his apartment, like a secret mistress escaping when the dawn comes. Of course, as soon as I pictured this thought in my mind, I realized how absolutely immature that idea was… I became slightly stiff lying awake in Jason's arms. I tried not to move for a few more minutes, figuring my way out of his embrace. I could feel his steady and strong heartbeat resonating through my back. His breath delicately

His lips sweetly touched mine. I reacted unknowingly, returning his caresses. He kept holding the back of my head, pulling me even closer to him. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and skillfully moved it around, giving me an indescribable thrill. I had never thought it's possible to feel that much excitement from a kiss.I wasn't able to tell how long it all lasted, how long I was in his arms, how long he used his lips and tongue to give me pleasure. It felt like an eternity, as if I had fallen asleep and wished that I would never wake up. Unfortunately, I did. He stopped, gently pulled me away from him and smirked.“Was that what you wanted?” suddenly, he asked.“Was… what?” I stared at him, bewildered.“The kiss… Was that what you were hoping for from the moment you met me in the company?” he questioned, casually.I gasped and glanced at him, trying to comprehend the exact meaning of his words.

Mr. Romero led me inside. The space within the mansion had been cleared of all the furniture to avoid unpredictable events, such as objects flying around the whole mansion while the ritual would be taking place. I walked along the corridor straight to the grand banquet hall. There were no electric lights there, only small torches placed around. It suddenly felt as if I had entered a medieval palace. The whole floor was tiled with mosaic, and the place right above the energy core had been marked with a round mosaic ornamented with a templar cross in the middle.“Where is the Chairman now and what is his current state?” I asked standing in the marked center of the floor.“He is in the specially prepared van outside the mansion. Our trusted doctor is with him. He is unconscious, but his heartbeat seems steady,” Mr. Romero informed.At the same moment, my Grandma called telling me that she and Kira had just arrived in front of the building. I