All Chapters of Get me married: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

  GENESIS“How did they know that we were here?” I questioned as they ran heads to heads with their flashes coming from left to right like they could actually see us. The gate was opened and we drove in while guards fought with closing the gate back because reporters were fighting so hard to get in. The car came to a halt right in the mighty mansion of Liam Chase. My mouth almost dropped at the luxury and wealth packed into that house, but I had seen a lot of things so there was no need to be surprised. Just like Jordan’s house, a lot of guards were all positions at every corner of it. Our guards came down from the car and opened the door and my heart skipped instantly. watching the house and fisting my eyes was no longer interesting. My dilemma only just began. Jordan stepped out of the car, leaving me with no option but to step out of the car as well. I took a deep breath and walked over to where Jordan was standing.&ldquo

   “No,” came my simple response as I shot up from his leg. What was he thinking? What was I thinking?“I’m not going to spend the night here,” I added and moved away from him. I could still the heat between my legs and I was scared of what he was thinking.“No, we are not going to have sex,” he blurted and got up from where he was sitting. My eyes went wide and I lowered my gaze. I could not deny that it was the exact thing I was thinking, that he wanted to have sex with me.“That’s not it.” I tried lying.“I just can’t sleep here with you,” I added. He sighed heavily and came closer to me, but I moved away from him. The thought of being so close to him frightening me and the thought of having sex playing in my mind like it was an abomination.“I’m not going to hurt you if that is what you are scared of,” he said s

JORDAN It felt like a knife was twisting itself inside my chest as I walked back into the room. I stared at the place I had known to be mine, the place I shared with Samantha believing that some day she was going to be my wife. I was so sure that she was going to be mine someday. I believed that some day, we were going to be together no matter what, it would only take a longer time since I had Genesis with me already. But that was a thought I had way before I decided to be a good husband to my wife. I looked around the place, the beautiful feeling I had of it, the excitement that grew inside me when I thought of the idea completely disappeared. I could not help but imagine the look Genesis had on her face when I touched her. “You keep touching me, I want that to stop,” Her voice replayed in my mind and I groaned. Those words were not that tormenting compared to the fear I heard in her voice. She was trying so hard to cover it up, to sound very strong and unaffected, but her eyes ha

GENESISI froze in place when I felt him so close to me. And I was quickly reminded of the day he had returned home drunk. My body heated up and my anxiety increased somewhat. But in the quiet room, the silence was even more overbearing. Sleep evaded my eyes as I thought of what could possibly go wrong but again, he was my husband and there was nothing, absolutely nothing wrong with it, if only I was prepared.For a long time, I simply stayed awake and waited for something to happen or for him to say something but when nothing did rather than the steady breathing on my face and the rise and fall of his chest. I relaxed and mentally slapped myself. He only wanted to sleep and there I was thinking of stupid things when he was innocent. Seeing as there was no more danger, I decided to lie in a more comfortable position, my side. Slowly, so to not wake him up, I turned to my side, giving my back to him while moving slightly away too. He breathed heavily and wrapped his hand tightly around

JORDANThe drive down to the office was like death to me. Nothing else could be seen, not the roads, not the drivers, not the cars or the buildings. Because I was lost in a dark place, in my dark thoughts and my hurting heart. It should not hurt so much, it should not feel so terrible because she was only my wife, a friend who I was trying to make good by. She had absolutely no place in my heart and simply should not affect me as much. But it did anyway and that was the anger I felt.I had thought of running back to her, calling her back or maybe following her back to her room when she had left mine. I had thought of taking back my words and telling her that I did not mean any of those things I said, not just because we were in a good place but because I could not afford to return to this dark abyss of mine that did nothing but remind me of my pain, my life and how it would end. But I did nothing of that sort and watched her go away leaving behind the emptiness and the gentle fragranc