All Chapters of To Love Again: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I didn't want to talk to Jordan right now, at least, not about what I was sure he'd come here to talk about. Wasn't it interesting that all this time when I'd been overthinking the way that being around Jordan made me feel, this had never occurred to me?I'd never even let myself think far enough to the point of considering what the press would do to me if they found out. Not that there was exactly anything to find out anyway.“We need to talk, Marissa." Jordan repeated when I didn't look up at him.“I don't want to talk." I responded, still not looking up.“Good. You can listen to me then."I rolled my eyes at his statement. “I don't want to listen either."“Marissa." He said, sounding frustrated. “Don't be like this."“Like what? Annoying? Uncooperative? Haven't I earned the right to be?"“Marissa…"“My name is scattered across different blogs and magazines, and I'm being called a gold digger, an opportunist, everything you can think of. So I ask you again, Jordan, haven't I earned

When I opened my eyes, Jordan was watching me expectantly. I couldn't bring myself to say the words so I simply shook my head. His eyes registered confusion.“No? Why?" He asked.I took a deep breath, and tried to explain. “I just… I don't think that we're ready for that next step.”“Next step? You and I have had dinner together a number of times so why's this any different?”“Because this isn't just another dinner with just the both of us. This is dinner with your family. It's different, Jordan.”Of course it was different. He said it wasn't now, but I was sure even he knew that it was. I wasn't ready just yet for that next step. I could see it in his eyes that he was upset by my response, though.“But you've met everyone in my family. It won't be like meeting them for the first time."“Jordan, you have to try to understand me. It's just different.” I said in an exasperated tone."I'm trying to.” He said, “But Marissa, this isn't just about dinner with my family. It's about how you'v

I didn't go straight home. I headed instead to Jordan's single storey home in SoHo. I rapped on the door repeatedly until he pulled it open in a tank top and knee length shorts. He was sweaty and breathing fast, telling me that he had most likely been exercising.“Hey." He said, a little surprised.“I texted you last night." I said, my hands folded against my chest.“Okay?"“I texted you this morning too."He ran his hands through his hair. “Okay, and?"“What do you mean okay and? Why aren't you responding to my messages?" I exploded.“Because last night you asked if we were good. I didn't want to lie that we were and I didn't want to start a fight by saying that we weren't so I thought I'd let off steam and call you after.""And today?”"I've been working.”“That's not okay." I said plainly. “If you have a problem with me, we talk about it, and we trash it out. You do not ignore me to let off steam and then call me after. That's not okay.""Okay. “ He said, shoving his hands in his f

The court hearing between Kingston Enterprise and Anthony Smith of Smith Assurance rocked the internet like a storm. The Kingstons took up the case with a vengeance that Anthony hadn't expected. The hearing didn't last long. Anthony was being accused of several counts of misdemeanor with evidence that made it impossible for him to wiggle out of the situation this time. Even his shiny suit lawyer stuttered as he tried to defend his client.Good. I don't know how they'd hoped to win against the entire Kingston family with such glaring evidence incriminating Anthony, but whatever it was, they learnt quickly why the Kingstons were considered one of the most formidable families in all of New York, and perhaps, even the United States. They had connections in all the places that mattered.The ruling was for Anthony to pay a fine of one million dollars for damages against the integrity of Kingston Enterprise. He and his lawyer made it clear that they were going to appeal, but the truth was in

I woke up to small kisses being scattered across my face. The feel of his whiskers against the smooth skin of my face felt hot as hell. I smiled as I blinked my eyes open.“Someone's up early."“You look like an angel when you sleep" his voice still sounded a little groggy.As he reached for my lips with his, I rolled away from his reach, forgetting that my small bed was just spacious enough to accommodate the both of us. I landed hard on my butt, and a belly rumbling laughter exploded out of his chest.“It's not funny." I said with a pout but he wouldn't stop laughing.After a short while, I found myself struggling to keep my own smile in check. I liked the sound of his laughter. It was raw, and genuine. It occured to me that I never saw him like this when he was dealing with the outside world, just when it was the both of us. Mysterious billionaire to the rest of the world, crinkly eyed, laughing man to me. I felt my smile grow bigger.As his laugh ebbed, I picked myself off the gro