All Chapters of His Ungodly Touch: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

What does James have to do with this?We continue our walk as Robert explains, this tour has now turned into an interrogation.“Before I met you, I was a real party person. I went to every party that had alcohol. And every time I went, I made sure to get drunk beyond comprehension.” I listen carefully to his words.“James was the one who drove me home after every event. And it was almost a ritual for have at least one girl over to have sex with.” He continues.“Hence the name, playboy of the century.” I say and he nods.“Exactly.” He replies.“A time came when some of the women I brought home to sleep with started to accuse me of impregnating them.” He says and it feels like my heart stops.“And did you?” I ask him rather calmly despite how disastrous I feel inside.“No!” He answers quickly.“I did not...and that’s my point here. Because these allegations were becoming too many and frequent, James sugge

If someone ever asked you what a heartbreak feels like, I pray you won’t know the answer.What makes this even crazier is the fact that I know the girl. She is the girl from the mansion back in America, she’s one of the maids.I think she said her name was Amanda. She was so shy and nice, so this confuses me even more.I hear the shower stop running and in a few seconds I turn around and I meet Robert walking out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.I can’t help the tears that are blurring my vision right now. I don’t want to be crying in front of this man.“What’s wrong?” He asks worriedly, but but then his eyes land on his phone in my hand.“Crap.” He says lowly as he walks towards me tentatively.“It’s not what it looks like.” He says as he walks closer to me.I blink and a couple of tears fall down my face. I take in a shaky breath and I let it out.“I swear if you take one more step, you

I know I was not going to meet some guards before leaving, but I did not want to meet James, Carlos, Chad, and especially Robert.Time is ticking and I have to be at Henry’s in an hour.I withdraw my head from outside and I bravely hold onto my suitcase as I walk outside.Why am I even afraid? If he sees me leaving, that’s his cup of tea.As I walk on the pavement that leads to the front gate, the suitcase little tires roll, creating a light steady noise.The noise captures the attention of Robert and he turns his head in my direction. As soon as he sees me, he stands quickly to his feet and jogs towards me.I ignore him and I keep walking.“Jen, please talk to me. I am terribly sorry.” He pleads and I gulp, not because of fear or anything like that, but because I can feel a lump in my throat.When he notices that I am pretending like I don’t see him, he jumps in my path and stops me from going any further.

No matter how long the sun sits in the sky, it would still have to fall to sleep so that the moon can rise.This is a quote that I made up that actually keeps me motivated and going despite my circumstances.It simply means that there would be times in my life where everything would be great, but that doesn’t mean it is going to stay that way forever. Calamity would still fall, and the evidence that it would pass and sunny days would come again is the fact that it even started.It never rains forever, so I believe I will not feel the hurt and sadness that I feel now forever. I will heal, and things will get better. I truly believe that.It is now morning and we are still on the jet plane. When I open my eyes, light from the sun blinds me and I use my hand as a shield.It is sunrise and the view is magnificent. The golden light from the sun bounces on the clouds, creating an illusion that we are in heaven.“Wow.” I say l

n invitation back into my old but not so old life. Why, yes.I continue to read the contents of the email as I smile. The money reward is not a billion dollars, but it is not also bad.It is five hundred thousand dollars.At the bottom of the email, there happens to be a link. I click it and the laptop begins to make a call.A voice call, and not a video one.“Hello?” The person answers and I do a little stretching for my neck.“This is Jen Davis, yes?” The person inquires and I realize that it is a lady.Her voice is light and seems young.“Yes. I read the email and the offer is not too tempting.” I try to play hard to get.“I can double it.” She says desperately and I lift my eyebrows in mild surprise.Well, that did not take much convincing.“Go on, I like what you are saying.” I encourage the lady to speak.“I am willing to double it, but I want the job done within three d