Novels by I.O.Jessie

Mavros POV:When Mavros left his house that morning, he had gone with two goals in mind; to visit his mother's grave, and ask for Laura Hayes’s hand in marriage.Somehow, asking for her hand in marriage has somehow developed into fucking her into the couch. Mavros wasn't complaining, however; sex with Laura Hayes might just be the best he'd ever had.Mavros Blackwood wasn't a man who slept around too much. He had the occasional woman in his bed, of course, but he never indulged to excess.He was born a bastard child of a Senator; he had no interest in creating even more bastards.Still, even with all his experience, nothing prepared him for how sex with Laura Hayes would feel like.They fucked on the couch. Then, after that was done, they took it to the bedroom and fucked again.And now here they were, in his bathroom, rutting like animals once more.“Ah, ah, ahhh,” Laura moaned as he pounded her against the glass wall of his shower cubicle, water from the shower head streaming down a

After giving Mavros my answer, we drove the rest of the way to his high-rise apartment in silence.The last half hour felt like a hot fever dream; I could barely remember anything beyond leaving the courtroom, being shot at, my car exploding, and Mavros…proposing to me.I could barely wrap my head around that last part, so I elected to just ignore it. To pretend that the ring shining on my finger did not exist.“Would you like something to drink?” Mavros asked as he led me into his suite. The sun gleamed down from the ceiling, which was covered only by glass.“No,” I shook my head. Mavros stared at me with those intense eyes, and I saw something that looked like concern lurking within them.“Well,” I swallowed, relenting. “Maybe a glass of vodka would do me some good.”Mavros nodded, then directed me to the living room. “Wait here,” he commanded, then left.As I sat down, everything that had happened in the past few hours suddenly came crashing down all at once. I held my hands and

“Get down!”Strong hands suddenly wrapped around me and pushed me to the ground. More gunshots echoed around us, and a gravestone next to me shattered to pieces as a bullet destroyed it.“W-What’s going on!?”Mavros, who was shielding me with his body, ignored my question. He rolled us towards a group of stones and hid us behind it, and for a moment the rain of bullets stopped.It was then that I noticed that my arm was bleeding.“Stay still,” Mavros said, but I wasn’t listening. I was staring at the garish injury on my biceps. It wasn’t deep, but it wept red with blood that soaked into my dress. When I didn’t say anything for several moments, Mavros glanced at me and saw the wound.“You’re bleeding,” he said, and immediately tore a piece from his dress shirt.“W-What are you doing?” I gasped as he grabbed my arm and wrapped the piece tightly around it, soaking it with my blood.“You’ll need to run soon, and you can’t do that while you’re bleeding.”I stared at him as he applied the

“Do you have anything to say for the cameras, Miss Hayes!?” I gave a cold smile at the crowd of reporters, hiding my broken heart behind it. “I don't, at all,” I said. “Eden has made his decision, and there's nothing that can be done.” The reporters were a bit put out when they didn't get the reaction that they had been expecting. They probably wanted me to burst into tears, to beg for Eden to return. They would be disappointed. I tried to push past them, but another reporter shoved a camera in front of my face. “The way you say that Mr. Cole made his decision, does that mean you don't agree with it?” Before I could say anything, I heard a voice behind me. “Of course she does.” I froze as Eden’s warm palm landed on my shoulder. I glanced at him to see a smile plastered on his face, wide and bright but obviously fake. Chloe was on his other side, scowling at me. “Our parting was amicable, I assure you,” he said, then looked down at me with a slight sneer. “Miss Hayes just dis

Ten days ago, my world ended. It started when I was delivered a sheaf of papers on my birthday.In the middle of the party, my husband, Eden Cole, had walked up to me with his usual loveless expression that I had tried so hard to change over the years.He reached out and gave me the papers, his mouth curling upwards.“I know that you aren't happy in this marriage, are you, Laura?” He asked, his voice mocking. He was loud enough to draw the attention of the guests, embarrassing me with their apathetic gazes.“What do you mean?” I'd asked, lost for words and not understanding what was going on.“I mean that it's time that this farce of a marriage came to an end.”“What?”“Here,” he flung the papers at me, watching as they settled around my feet. “The court hearing is in ten days. Happy birthday, useless woman.”And so began the beginning of the end. It was all so sudden and unexpected that I had to scramble to respond.I had found Eden cheating months ago on our marital bed. I'd been h