Annie Saint-Claire is a woman with an active memory. She daily has to fight constant memories about her husband, Aaron Casey, whom she had lost three years ago. As a widow she has to fight for survival. She is in desperate need of an income. Billionaire Aaron Casey wakes nightly from erotic dreams about a woman whose face keeps eluding him. His frustration and questions about what happened to him makes him a serious man with anger issues and no answers as to why his body has scars. Aaron’s safe place is his office. He trusts no one. He randomly hired a personal assistant unbeknown to him his wife. Annie in her haste to attend an interview has an explosive encounter with her husband, the very man she thought she had lost. He was angry and alive, quick enough to catch her before she collided with the ground. Aaron found himself instantly annoyed yet intrigued with Annie who he impulsively kissed where they stood in a thunderstorm. Annie’s mind and body screaming for answers. Passion and a past have both spiraling out of control. Annie now has the explosive knowledge her husband was alive but completely unaware who she was. One shock look into his eyes…memories flashing through her mind in picture perfect clarity, her heart screaming for completion, demanding she open her broken heart and start rewriting her own heartbeat. Once by all account a forgotten past, now forcing her to reclaim what’s rightfully hers…you are mine: I am yours…
View MoreAnnie Saint-Claire sits motionless in her chair in the corner of the bedroom. She absently watches the gold flickering of the street light playing ghostly against her wall. Her mind starts drifting back down memory lane…making her remember with her the usual echo of her heart breaking into a million pieces. “Aaron…” she softly whispers his name. “Why can’t I shake these feelings that you are still alive?”
The usual answer was just the sound of her heart beating in her ears drowning all the questions but never the picture clear memories of her being loved, being teased, sleeping peacefully in his arms.
“I miss you daily Aaron Casey. You are still mine; I am still yours. How do I let go sensing you are somewhere waiting for me to find you?” The sudden warm tears stream down her face while it feels like her heart keep breaking…
Aaron felt the shudders wrecking throughout his body. His frame coil in tension as the strength of fear left him breathless. As always, his mind was a blank canvas that he needed to color with knowledge that was always just fragmented pieces until his mind start drawing.
His gut twisted as he felt the car start rolling. He tried looking but he only ever hears the screaming. Whoever was in the car with him he never knows. Breaking free of the nightly dream, he stumbles as he falls from his bed. His body was drenched in sweat.
“Bloody hell…” he whispers as he grabs hold of the bottle of water. His whole body still wrecks with shudders.
“Who are you? I can sense your presence but I can’t see your face.” he asked his reflection in the mirror. The only answer was his own voice echoing back with no clear answer. He wipes the full-length mirror removing the condensation to look at his own frame. He just stood there with closed eyes. After taking several deep breathes he slowly opened his eyes. This is his daily ritual but its only since recently that he managed to get brave enough to actually looked at himself.
“What woman would want me looking like this?” he questions his slightly distorted reflection. “She would accept you.” The words unexpectedly tumbled from his lips. He has the sudden instinct his heart beat matches the heart beat of this unknown woman who keeps echoing in his clouded memory. “Why can’t I remember your face? Or is this just me being foolish…” The mirror as no answers just more questions.
“I am Aaron Casey. I will remember…somehow…”
He now looks at his body wanting his own acceptance. He has enough money to change his body but he doesn’t want to. He needs answers and his body was hiding it from him. His fingers trembling as he starts tracing the nasty looking scar that start at his left collar bone running right across his chest before it jagged down towards his stomach. He closed his eyes before reaching for his towel wrapping it around his waist. He exits the bathroom.
The ringing of the phone in the middle of the night startled Annie. She was still sleeping in her chair as usual. Reactively she brushes the tears from her face as she reached for the phone. She softly shudders with the sense someone was thinking about her. This knowledge just makes her smile briefly shaking her head for being foolish.
“Hello,” she said throaty.
“Hey sexy, what are you doing?”
“Benji Bloom, it’s the middle of the night.” She was wide awake. “Are you okay?”
“No Cherie, please help.”
Annie was already on her feet. She was heading in the direction of the front door.
“I am coming Benji,”
The familiar sound of loneliness echoes over the line making her move hastily. That sound can make her run fast towards hiding or helping her only friend. Her hand briefly just hovering over her heart.
Annie found the door opened. She quickly steps inside.
“Benji, where are you?”
“Here,” the voice was coming from behind the couch.
“What happened?” Annie dropped down onto the floor right beside him.
“It was awful Annie. I caught the bitch cheating. He had the nerve to tell me it was nothing.” Benji start to sniffles into his red satin handkerchief. “I knew something was wrong so I followed him.”
Annie said nothing just wrapped her arm around his neck. She briefly turned to kiss him on the cheek. On impulse she then starts to sniff him. “You smell fantastic,” she whispered in awe.
“Really Annie, really,” he asked offended.
“Sorry but it’s true,” she accidently starts to giggle. She quickly moved away from him when she noticed he was looking for something to hit her with. She noticed his glass of red wine near the cell phone. She quickly grabbed hold of it offering it in peace.
“You are not forgiven for that tactless behavior Cherie.”
“What really happened with Luke?” she asked all serious now.
Benji get fluently onto his feet before he starts circling the living room floor. He certainly looked like an irate cat in serious need to scratch at something.
“That bitch, Luke is straight. He lied to me.” Benji dapped with the handkerchief in the corner of his eyes.
“Are you really sure Benji?”
“His mask has fallen off Annie. I stood there watching as his true colors was revealed. I wanted to confront him but than your annoying voice intrudes in my head.”
“I should be offended but this is about you.” Annie wanders towards his kitchen in search of coffee.
“Annie, you know what, I noticed the most gorgeous man coming from that same building.” Benji suddenly gush now waving his hand in front of his face.
“What about Luke?” she asked shaking her head.
“I don’t do cheating.” Benji said before sitting down beside the kitchen counter.
“I am sorry Ben,” she said sincerely. She moved closer to wrapped her arm around his shoulders.
“It’s okay Cherie. You know thinking about that gorgeous man, there was something sad and lonely about him.”
“How can you tell?” she asked in disbelief.
“I am not sure but that man is your type. I think you are done being a widow.”
“Enough Benjamin Bloom, I am not looking for a man.” An unexpected tear drizzle down her check.
“I am not being mean Cherie. There was just something about that man that told me he can heal the hole in your heart.” Benji said in all sincerity. “Enough of being emotional. How is the job hunting going?”
“Not good.” She dropped down onto the chair fingers wrapping around the cup. “I am also stuck in my writing.”
“It’s the sex scenes you have trouble with. Your knowledge is dated. I keep telling you that you need fresh material. I know you don’t swing this way, but I have this mean yet gorgeous friend. That girl could use a friend.”
Annie just chuckles making herself comfortable for the night. Once she was satisfied Benji stood in front of her holding a blanket. “Still no bed?”
“Benji…I had the strangest notion.” Her face crinkled in concentration. “What if Aaron is still alive?” she closed her eyes and was instantly asleep.
Just as he was about to leave the pent-house he received an urgent phone call. He shuts the door again before answering. “Hello Cecilia?”“Where are you?”“Still in the penthouse. What’s going on?”“Annie is here with me.”“Now let me talk with her. I have been looking for her.”“She doesn’t want to. She is to unsettled, Aaron.”“What do you mean? What happened to her?” he was now very worried.“Annie wants you to meet her at the airport in an hour. You are to bring nothing with you except your passport.” Cecilia said forcefully. “I know you don’t like to be told what to but only this once, do what I asked, Aaron.” She asked sincerely.“Fine,”“Aaron, is it possible to ditch your men?”“Aunt Cecilia, what’s going on?”“Remember what you discovered in that surveillance room. Remember what you activated?” she asked nervously.“What the hell, aunt Cecilia?”“You need to disappear. I lived and work long enough with my father to know what I should do. Will you give me control?”“Where is A
Cecilia Casey carefully placed the cellphone down onto her desk. She reached into the drawer removing a single photo. She leaned back in her chair just looking at what was once her life.“I am on a new path,” she said as her mind briefly flickers back to Sylvester Fox and what the man might mean in her near future. “I will have my time, first I need to help Aaron finalize his past.” Her mind suddenly focused.A quick solid knock on her office door made her sit back in her chair. Her face now a mask of controlled friendliness that rarely reached her eyes.“Enter,” she said sharply. Her hand start drumming softly on the desk as she watches the door opening.“Excuse the intrusion, miss.”“Close the door, Marco.” She watches the young man who moves in silence. He has perfected the art of being visible invisible. He was in her trusted circle because she knows his background and what type of person he was. He now stood formally in front of her desk.“Tell me,” She asked softly.“I secure my
Annie asked the driver to stop near the playground. She just sits watching the children with a heavy ache in her heart. She is the mother of three children but never heard she calling of mom. Unaware as the tears start streaming down her face. She no longer sees the children playing, only what she has lost. She was suddenly startled when the phone keeps ringing.“Aaron,”“What’s wrong, Annie?”“Nothing,” she absently wipes the tears from her face. “Where are you?”“I am finalizing some important tasks from my grandfather. I was just checking on you. I am aware I slipped away without telling you.” He said softly.“Why are you almost whispering?” she asked now focus on her surroundings.“I don’t want anyone knowing where I am. I will see you soon. Promise to be careful.”“Okay, Aaron.”“Annie, I am sending you the coordinates. I need to see you.” He said urgently.The line went dead. She quietly told her driver to drop her off at the restaurant. The moment he left she hail a taxi lookin
Aaron has waited until Jenny Casey has left Crown Towers before he enters the building. He has already arranged with Cecilia to point out the most trusted guard within the company. His so call mother might be in control of the company but there were layers within the place only a few people are aware of. The moment he stepped into the building, the man approached him.“Good evening, sir.”“Who are you?”“Miss Cecilia Casey told me you would arrive.”“Okay, please follow me to the surveillance room.” Aaron starts walking in the direction. Instead of entering the usual space, he moved to what look like the most ordinary closet. It only took a few minutes for him to understand; it was a room covering something must bigger than what anyone realized in the company. Once inside the room shifted into its original state.“I trust you on the word of my aunt.” Aaron said matter of fact. “No one is currently aware her status has changed. You better be a man of your word.” Aaron warns.“I won’t l
Cecilia sits at her kitchen counter drinking a cup of tea. Her eyes stay focus on the clock, watching as the minutes tick away. She may be looking around her small home but her whole focus was on the man still sleeping in the bedroom.She rarely stays here since she was a full-time personal employee of her father. The few times she did stay here was when she had a brief break. But she always felt tense, worried that the man now discovered her father, might need her. The ringing of the phone right beside her startled her. She didn’t recognize the number. About to decline it when on sudden impulse she answers it.“Hello,” she said quietly. Her ears listen to any sound that might comes from her bedroom. Everything was still quiet.“Cecilia…” the voice sounded unsure.“Who is this?” her voice instantly business-like.“Maria, your mother.” She said quietly.“Oh, hello. How are you?”“I am fine. I am in the city. I was curious, could me meet?”Cecilia realized she was trying to bridge the g
Annie slowly opens her eyes. She instantly felt the throbbing headache just behind her eyes. She groans softly while turning onto her side now laying motionless. After a couple of minutes, it starts to feel like the pain might lessen. Her whole intention was to stay in bed but once nature calls, she was forced to get out of the bed. Since she was in the bathroom, she decided she might as well start her day by taking a shower.As her hand washes over her body, she starts remembering the sexual games she and Aaron has played in a monastery. This instantly made her blush that she needed to open the cold water to cool her heated skin.“I will always choose you Aaron,” she said stepping out of the shower. Now wrapped in a towel she opens her door.Benji opens the front door. He was instantly surprise when he found Grace Jones sitting on the front steps. It looked like the woman has slept outside.“What are you doing here?”Grace slowly stood up. Her body aches all over. “I need to talk to
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