Novels by Gafwrites

​JEROME’S POV ​SIX MONTHS LATER ​The boardroom of Parker Enterprises was quiet. ​It wasn’t the terrified silence of the past, where men held their breath afraid to wake the beast. It was a respectful silence. A focused silence. ​I stood at the head of the mahogany table; the same table Thomas had caressed like a lover, the same table where the coup had taken place. I looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the Los Angeles skyline. The smog had cleared. The city looked clean, sharp, and full of potential. ​“The quarterly figures are in, Mr. Parker,” Adrian said, breaking the silence. He was standing to my right, looking sharper than ever in a new suit. No longer just a bodyguard, he was now the Chief of Operations. “We’ve recovered eighty percent of the liquidity lost during the… restructuring.” ​Restructuring. That was the polite word for the week I burned my father’s empire to the ground. ​“And the charitable trust?” I asked, turning to face the board. ​The new board. You

JEROME’S POV The distance between us was thirty feet. Thirty feet of snow-covered ground, stained with soot and ash. At one end stood Thomas Parker; the man who gave me life. At the other stood Ava; the woman who gave my life meaning and holding our newborn son. And in between them was the invisible line of a bullet’s trajectory. Thomas held the revolver steady. The barrel was black, a void against the white snow. It wasn’t pointed at me. It was pointed directly at the bundle in Ava’s arms. “Put it down, Jerome,” Thomas repeated, his voice pleasant, almost conversational. “Don’t make me damage the merchandise.” “He’s not merchandise,” I said, my voice vibrating in my chest. “He’s a child. He’s your grandson.” “He is a reset button,” Thomas corrected. He took a slow step forward, the snow crunching under his expensive Italian loafers. “You failed, Jerome. You let emotions corrupt the business. But him? He’s a blank slate. I can raise him. I can teach him the right way. No dist

​AVA MAXWELL’S POV ​ ​The flashlight from Jerome’s phone was propped up on a dusty shelf of canning jars, casting long, shivering shadows against the earthen walls of the storm cellar. Above us, the roar of the fire was a dull, constant thunder. I could hear the beams of the cabin groaning as they warped under the heat, the heavy thump of debris falling onto the trapdoor that sealed us in. ​It felt like we were in a grave. ​But inside the grave, life was fighting to get out. ​“Jerome,” I gasped, the pain tearing through my lower back like a serrated knife. “It’s coming again! I can’t stop it!” ​Jerome was kneeling between my legs. He had stripped off his t-shirt and rolled it into a pillow for my head. His bare chest was streaked with soot and sweat, the bruises on his ribs dark and angry in the harsh light. ​He looked terrified. The man who could face down a boardroom of sharks, the man who could disarm a mercenary with a knife looked utterly, helplessly terrified. ​But his

​JEROME’S POV ​Ammo Count: 13 rounds. ​The math was simple. Three targets. Thirteen bullets. One pregnant wife. ​I was crouching behind the overturned oak table, the wood splintering as bullets thudded into it. The air in the cabin was thick with dust, smoke, and the sharp, metallic tang of gunpowder. ​Pop. Pop. ​Two more shots from the yard. They were suppressing me, keeping my head down so they could flank. ​I risked a glance. ​The first man I’d shot was crawling through the snow, leaving a black trail of blood. The other two were moving. One to the left, toward the kitchen window. One to the right, toward the bedroom. ​They were splitting my attention. ​And standing in the center of the clearing, just out of effective pistol range, was Thomas. He stood with his hands in the pockets of his long wool coat, watching the destruction of his son’s life like it was an opera. ​I felt a vibration in the floorboards. ​A scream. ​It wasn’t a scream of fear. I knew Ava’s fear. Thi

​JEROME’S POV ​The fire crackled, spitting sparks against the iron grate. It was the only sound in the world. ​I stood in the center of the cabin’s main room, stripping off the orange jumpsuit. The fabric was stiff with sweat and grime, a second skin of shame I was desperate to shed. I kicked it into the corner, leaving me in just my boxers. ​The cold air hit my skin, biting at the bruises blooming across my ribs and the cuts on my knuckles. I didn't feel the cold. I felt the adrenaline vibrating in my marrow, a low-frequency hum that wouldn’t stop. ​“Jerome.” ​Ava’s voice was soft, coming from the doorway of the bedroom. ​I turned. She was holding a first aid kit we had found in the bathroom cabinet. In the firelight, she looked so beautiful. ​“Sit down,” she ordered gently. “Let me look at those ribs.” ​I wanted to argue. I wanted to patrol the perimeter again. I wanted to clean the gun. But looking at her eyes wide, dark, and filled with a terrifying amount of lov

​AVA MAXWELL’S POV ​The city of Los Angeles blurred into a streak of neon lights and shadows outside the tinted windows of the SUV. We were moving fast—too fast for legal limits, but fast enough to outrun the sirens wailing in the distance behind us. ​I sat in the backseat, my body turned completely toward Jerome. My hands were roaming over him, frantic and possessive, checking for injuries. ​He was a mess. His orange jumpsuit was torn at the shoulder, stained with soot and sweat. His knuckles were split and bleeding. There was a darkening bruise on his cheekbone where the guard had slammed him, and he smelled of smoke and violence. ​But he was alive. He was here. ​“I’m okay, Ava,” he murmured, catching my hands to stop their frantic search. “I’m okay. Stop.” ​“You’re bleeding,” I whispered, staring at his hands. ​“It’s not my blood,” he said grimly. ​I shuddered, but I didn’t pull away. I gripped his hands tight, intertwining our fingers. The metal of his wedding band was co

“ Master, you need to see this..” Chairman Dellian who looked like he'd not been sleeping due to all the pressure on him suddenly sprung up and followed his butler upstairs..He'd lost a few employees because he was unable to pay them and only the ones who were still loyal to him..“ What's going on here?”He asked with a worried expression when he found a maid in front of Alex's room holding a food tray but he wouldn't open up..“ Sir Alex wouldn't open the door no matter how hard I knocked..” the maid explained and he immediately knocked on the door in front of him but got no response..Ever since they returned from the hospital, Alex didn't want anyone trying to take care of him and preferred being alone in a wheelchair in his room..No one was allowed to come inside without getting permission from him..“ Alex?” He called out to him as he knocked on his door but got nothing so left with no choice. He asked for the master keys and the butler immediately brought it out and Delian tri

“ Master, you need to see this..” Chairman Dellian who looked like he'd not been sleeping due to all the pressure on him suddenly sprung up and followed his butler upstairs..He'd lost a few employees because he was unable to pay them and only the ones who were still loyal to him..“ What's going on here?”He asked with a worried expression when he found a maid in front of Alex's room holding a food tray but he wouldn't open up..“ Sir Alex wouldn't open the door no matter how hard I knocked..” the maid explained and he immediately knocked on the door in front of him but got no response..Ever since they returned from the hospital, Alex didn't want anyone trying to take care of him and preferred being alone in a wheelchair in his room..No one was allowed to come inside without getting permission from him..“ Alex?” He called out to him as he knocked on his door but got nothing so left with no choice. He asked for the master keys and the butler immediately brought it out and Delian tri

SAMANTHA'S POV..Even though I tried so hard to hold back my tears I just couldn't stop myself as memories of us bickering all the time..“ I would always bring your grandchild to come pay you a visit, Dad..” I assured him and I broke into a smile..“ I hope you're not alone in there? You don't have to worry, okay? Damian is gonna take good care of me..” I assured him and right on que Damian returned with a calm expression..“ That's right, Mr Lee… I wanna thank you for giving such a precious gift and I promise to take good care of her so you don't have to worry..” Damian assured him and planted a kiss on my temple I couldn't help but sob…“ It's okay, Honey. “ He pulled me into his embrace and patted my back gently..After letting it all out, I decided it was time to leave..“ This isn't goodbye, Dad..” I mumbled before walking towards the exit with Damian.Damian wrapped his arms around my waist securely as we both walked towards the car.He opened for me like a gentleman before goi

SAMANTHA'S POV..A few days weeks later I was discharged from the hospital while Catty had Been discharged a week earlier..“ Watch your step, crazy lady..” Damian held my hand as we both got outta the car and began walking towards the entrance of the mansion..Even though I kept telling him I was fine, Damian wouldn't stop treating me like a fragile doll..“ You know I can actually walk on my own..” I glared playfully at him but Damian wouldn't listen as he held me all the way to the master bedroom and after which he made he sit on the edge of the bed..I couldn't help but chuckle at how cute he looked at the moment..“ Are you hungry? Is there something you want to eat?” He asked while holding onto my palm gently and I shook my head with a smile on my face..“ I don't know.. do you want to prepare something for me?” I asked with an eager smile on my face and he nodded without hesitation..“ Anything for you, my darling..” He planted a kiss on my palm and moved to a standing position

Janelle could barely stand after they were done with her..She felt disgust wash all over her body as she picked up her clothes with shaky hands and leaned against the wall as she managed to walk outta the room but she was suddenly stopped by someone wearing hospital clothings..Janelle moved backwards in fear but unfortunately for her she was surrounded immediately.“ Who are you? Stay the hell away from me!” Janelle screamed as she tried to run but of course there was absolutely no way out for her .“ Do not be afraid, miss, we're only gonna take you in for treatment..” A man in a mask Said but of course Janelle was still suspicious of them and didn't dare let her guard down but unfortunately she was suddenly caught from behind and dragged out of the building where an ambulance was waiting..“ Let me go, now!” Janelle struggled to break free from them but unfortunately she wasn't strong enough..“ Relax, it's gonna be over soon..” The man in a mask Said as they suddenly placed her i

Ramon held onto Cathy's hand the whole time as he waited for her to open her eyes and she finally did…“ Ouch… That hurts..” she grumbled as she fluttered her eyes open..“ Thank goodness you're awake..” Ramon heaved a sigh of relief..“ Am I dead? Where am I?” She asked innocent as she stared at Ramon who was dead ass worried about her..“ You're in a hospital..” He informed her and she muttered a ‘Oh’ and stared at him intensely as she began to remember everything he'd said to her ..“ Don't scare me like that,Okay?” He stroked her hair gently and planted a kiss on her forehead..“ Why?” Cathy was gonna do anything to hear him say those words to be sure she wasn't hallucinating when she heard him..“ Because I would go crazy should anything happen to you…” Ramon mumbled without hesitation.He was done playing around and was gonna own up to his feelings after what had just happened to her..The thought of losing her almost drove her insane.Cathy was about to say something again but

FINALE..TWO WEEKS LATER.Diane has been doing all her best to avoid Stefan including ignoring his calls.Stefan had been trying to reach her for two weeks but she either claimed to be busy or ignored his calls.After several attempts to reach her, it finally went through.“ Hey.” He was currently in his office and all day he'd been grumpy because she'd refused to talk to him.“ Hey.”“ Where are you? I'm coming to pick you up right now.” He said with a calm expression.Diane took a deep breath while fidgeting with her fingers.“ I'm sorry but I'm unavailable. You don't have to come pick me up.” Diane declined and Stefan had reached his peak.“ Are you avoiding me?” He finally asked after several weeks.“ isn't it obvious?” She sternly asked and he took a deep breath while leaning against his chair.“ Why? Can you at least tell me why you have been avoiding me?” Stefan asked with a frown.He was ready to do anything to get her to open up to him. He misses her so much.“ Well I guess I

ISABELLE'S POV.I gasped as the lights came on and I was surprised at how beautifully decorated the yachtwas.“ This feels like we're on a honeymoon vacation but I love it..” I chuckled softly as I turned to him and threw my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly while he planted a kiss on cheeks..“ I don't mind as long as you like it.” He mumbled nonchalantly and I couldn't help but pull his cheeks playfully.“ Are you kidding? I love it..” I honestly said as I glanced at the decorated dining area.His arms tightened up around my waist as the music came on and we began moving to the rhythm.“ You're so beautiful.” He whispered as we both moved in synchronization.“ You're just as handsome as ever.” I said while maintaining eye contact with him..I was so happy I got to spend this moment with him and wanted Everything to last forever.We had some romantic moments after which we had some dessert and sat at the top watching the stars, enjoying the moment like every other person p

ISABELLE'S POV.“ Hello pretty lady, what are you doing here all alone?” He asked with his Thailand accent.“ Oh I'm waiting for my lover.” I responded without sparing him a glance but unfortunately he refused to leave.“ I see… You don't look like you're From around here, are you perhaps on vacation?” He asked as he stood beside me but before I could respond Kristen came over and if looks could kill, the stranger would have been six feet below.“ Is there a problem, love?” Kristen asked with a stern expression as he handed over the smoothie and placed his hand around my waist.“ Oh not at all.” I smiled brightly.“ Is he your lover?” The stranger asked and Kristen looked like he was about to bite his head off.“ This is my husband, Kristen.” I said and he looked kinda surprised.“ I'm so sorry, I really didn't know you were married..” he apologized but Kristen wouldn't stop glaring at him.“ Scram.” Kristen said in between clenched teeth and the stranger immediately excused himself a

ISABELLE'S POV.“ If you're done talking to her Can I have my wife back?” Kristen asked with a raised eyebrow and Dad immediately raised his hand in defeat.“ Of course. I wasn't going to drag with you anyway.” Dad scoffed and I smiled.“ Dance with me my love.” Kristen whispered in my ear as he held my hand and slid in his free hand around my waist.“ What are you up to?” I asked, seeing how he was being all sweet.“ Do you wanna run away with me for a few days?” He whispered just loud enough for me to hear and I looked at him with a confused expression.“ Let's leave now while everyone is still having fun..” He added and I couldn't help but chuckle.“ I love the excitement that it brings.” I giggled as his arm tightened up around me.“ Let's go.” He grabbed hold of my wrist and pulled me away from the crowd and headed towards the exit without drawing attention to them and right outside the mansion Richard was waiting by the car..He immediately handed the car to Kristen.“ Is everyt

ISABELLE'S POV.I took a deep breath as the event of that dreadful day played in my head.Kristen took my hand and pressed a kiss on it without saying a word.“ how did you feel when you first killed someone?” I suddenly asked while staring at our entwined fingers and he heaved a sigh.“ To be honest it wasn't as exciting as it may seem.. I'd nightmares. I was haunted by the scene of me stabbing someone to death and my hands covered in blood.” He explained and gave me a loop side smile.“ I was 17.” he added and I looked at him with a surprised expression.“ They say the first kill is always the worst and I totally understand how you're feeling, okay? You're going to be fine, I promise.” His reassuring words made me feel much better.“ I love you.” I flashed him a smile and stroked his hand gently.“ I love you more.” He whispered just loud enough for her..“ Now I want you to stop thinking about It and stop making the baby worry.” he poked my forehead and I glared coldly at him.“ St

ISABELLE'S POV.Something about how he said it made me emotional.“ I love you so much and it's crazy how I fell in love all over again.” He Chuckled at his own words as he lifted my chin with his index finger Making me stare at him while he stared down on my lips.“ Why don't we finish up where we left off?” He whispered and leaned in for a kiss which I wholeheartedly accepted.He kissed him back with the same hungry and raw need.. our lips moved in synchronization and only then did I realize how much I have missed him. How badly I'd wanted that husband who dotes on me so much.He grabbed hold of my head as our tongues fought for dominance and only the sound of our lips moving together could be heard in the quiet leaving room.He finally pulled away and rested his forehead against mine with a smile on his face.“ I love you.” I mumbled without hesitation with my palm on his cheek.“ I love you more, Mi Amor.” He planted a kiss on my hand which was on his face and made me lean against

THIRD PERSON POVRosetta never ventured near Williams dick, though, but he really wished she would. Just when he thought her knee would get close, she suddenly stopped and stilled as well. He suddenly feared that she had woken up but then as he stole a glance at her, he saw she was now deep in sleep. He sighed helplessly and also tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't, he was so turned on by her even though all she did was rub her face against his chest.He tried brushing it off, but he couldn't still. He groaned, frustrated and left the bed, headed to the bathroom. Williams walked into the bathroom to have a nice cold bathe to help him calm the nerves down. Holding on to the railing, he didn't bother closing the shower curtain and turned on the tap, but as the cold water cascaded down his body, the calmness he had expected didn't come. Instead, it seemed like the water became hot as it touched his body. He grunted in anger, he just couldn't get he thought of Rosetta out of his h

THIRD PERSON POVWilliams had his jaw set hard and his hands balled into fists. He watched as men threw their money at the promise of a night with a woman. His woman. Rosetta. The thought alone made his blood boil. They must all already be imagining putting their disgusting hands all over her.Soon enough she was taken back inside and Williams wanted to go after her when Connor held him back. He had stayed close, trying to read Williams' mood. "Sir, we need a plan. We can't just bust in there. It's too risky for Miss Rosetta."Williams shot Connor a look that could freeze fire. "You think I don't know that? But sitting here, doing nothing, that's not an option either is it Connor?."Over at the bar, a woman with a slick smile and too much cologne walked up to them. "Gentlemen, can I interest you in tonight's special? High stakes, but the reward is... exquisite." Connor stepped forward, his voice low. "That woman on the stage just now... Rosetta."The woman's smile faltered, then he ch

THIRD PERSON POV"How much money do you have? Two million for a woman. If you can take it out, I'll give her to you to play with!" Two million was an astronomical figure for these street thugs. The man in the carriage was speechless after that and kept their mouths shut.Rosetta's mouth was blocked but her ears were good. Listening to their conversation, made her heart became colder. These bastards actually wanted to use her to have sex with her, and then give her out to old rich men for money?!!. This was simply too detestable.Rosetta couldn't stand it anymore, the feeling of being helpless was too annoying to someone like her who was always in control of everything. How on earth did she get beaten by the mother daughter duo?Her legs were so numb that she could not stand it anymore. The side ofher face was hit and her ears were buzzing as it was all reddish like a tomato. She did not have the strength to struggle and resist anymore. She could only pray to the heavens that they qu

THIRD PERSON POV"There's no use struggling Rosetta. I already injected you with something to reduce your strength to that of a baby. You're body should be practically jelly by now if you were the real Rosetta. But seeing how you still had the strength to fight me, I can be for sure that you are most definitely not that whimp.""Uh..."Evelyn's mouth was blocked and so she could only open her eyes wide and shake her head vigorously from side to side.Bruce snorted, "You don't have to resist. Be good, you can stll take less of the beating and scolding."Evelyn wanted to say, if he dared to lay his filthy hands on her then she would most definitely kill him, but then all that just came out muffled against the gag in her mouth. They drove for a while with Evelyn looking around for a way to escape, finally she saw a tiny piece of glass below the table and got to it. She picked it up unspotted and began using it to cut off the rope.Just then, one of the goons noticed it and dragged the gla

THIRD PERSON POVRosetta finally finished her work for the day. She packed her things and stood up to leave when Gabrielle walked into her office. "Leaving already?" Gabrielle asked, walking in with a few other documents in her hand."Yeah, I have to go to a family dinner at the Glenn mansion," Evelyn replied, not really looking forward to it. "Send the rest of the work to my email. I'll look at it later." Gabrielle nodded, understanding the situation. "Sure thing, Rosetta. I hope the dinner goes well.""Don't count on it," Rosetta said with a half-smile. "But thanks."She walked out of the company with Gabrielle by her side. Outside, her ride from Williams' mansion was waiting. The car was big and black, with tinted windows. She got in without saying much to the driver and they drove off.Accross the street from where her car was parked, a business car drove forward unhurriedly, trailing her car from behind in an unnoticeable manner. "Boss, this Rosetta of a girl looks really good. H

The door opened and Mr. Glenn stepped inside. Evelyn looked at him and let out a sigh. She couldn't bring herself to smile. Her mind was still with Williams and she knew all he'd try to do here now was butt kiss and give dumb advices. Evelyn genuinely hoped and prayed her true father wasn't this way."Rosetta, my dear," Mr. Glenn began, his voice full of warmth. "Every single day, I thank the heavens that they gave me a beautiful daughter as you." Evelyn just mumbled in response, not really looking at him. "Can't say I feel the same," she muttered under her breath."What was that?" Mr. Glenn asked, taking a few steps closer."Nothing, it's nothing," Evelyn said quickly, realizing she had spoken her thoughts out loud. She forced herself to look at him. "What do you need, Mr. Glenn?"Mr. Glenn's face showed a hint of worry, but he brushed it aside with a smile. "I just wanted to make sure you're alright. You seem... troubled. Is it something at work?"She shook her head immediately wish