CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT*Obsession*His Jaw twitched as he took in all her features with his eyes ravaging every inch of her body.Although she appeared rather simple in yoga pants and a tank top with her Nike sneakers, but there was something sexually tantalizing about the beads of sweat grazing her creamy silky skin and the way her blonde hair was moist from the sweat clinging to the soft skin on her face. His hands flexed to resist the burning urge to fists her wet sweaty hair in his hands and lick the sweat off her naked body. Her chest was heaving as she panted from the strenuous morning track exercise she did. He was even surprised to see her today working out and then showing up at his place this early morning. He couldn't remember the last time he saw her in her workout clothes. She looked incredibly sexy even without make-up. Her morning face is so beautiful. She's indeed a natural beauty."What took you so long to get the door?" She queried breathlessly.He chuckled then resp
CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE*So that means it's just going to be the two of us...*"I love the surprise on your face." She grinned at him.He chuckled. "Well, I can't help it. How were you able to convince your father that fast? I'm dying to know." He folded his muscular arms against his broad chest, hard biceps flexing viciously. Distracted by the tantalizing view, Janice swallowed a lump in her dry throat. Fuck! She was dying to dig her nails into his strong arms. She forced her gaze back up to his face and gave him a tight-lipped smile, hoping that he didn't catch her eyeballing him again."Well, it wasn't much of a big deal. I just had to reinstate the fact that I am a grown-ass woman who can make decisions that concern her well-being without necessarily seeking validation from her father. And I promised him I was gonna be alright." She shrugged, gesturing her hands expansively as she explained.He pressed his lips and simply nodded."That's great. So you told him about me?". Her brow
CHAPTER SEVENTY *She Can't wait to see him in action again. *By the time she returned to the residence it was already 9 am.She had insisted on jogging back to the house. Today was a challenge after all for her! Although, she wanted to take a short stroll to the stables to give a helping hand to Drake in walking the horses but he vehemently refused and insisted she retired to the house and have a proper rest before horse riding with her father. It's been a while since her last horse riding exercise. She's kind of nervous and anxious that she may fuck it up and make a mess. But Drake was sweet enough to reassure her that she would do absolutely just fine."Is that what is getting you so worked up?" he chuckled amusingly."but I can't help it! I haven't been horse riding in ages especially since you vanished. I feel like my childhood trauma of horses is creeping back to me." she whined, pouting her lips like a child.He chuckled, his ocean blue eyes dancing as he reached for her s
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE *Horse keeper getting set! *Clad in his esquire apparels, he plodded the hilly paths unto the stables. He was dressed in plain combat jeans, a cotton long-sleeved shirt, and leather boots. His cowboy hat gave it a final touch of Scottish countryside style, making him a typical handsome Scottish horse keeper. The sun was glowing in the bright blue sky dotted with silver clouds floating around the sky. The stables came into his line of vision and he whistled. He paused to catch his breath and stretched. After a long while, he is finally doing his actual job- horse riding with the jordans. He flexed the muscles in his neck, making it snap as he rubbed on it rapidly. He sighed deeply and opened the wooden barn door into the stables. Startled by the abrupt noise of the wooden door giving way, the horses started neighing in response. The horses were lined out chronologically in their respective stalls. "Alright, ladies and gentlemen, It's time for a little b
CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO *The Scottish sexy Horse keeper! *Roughly ten minutes later, the white-coloured Hilux squealed to a halt, startling the poor horses which were neighing in response, in front of the stables where Drake was already waiting. Momentarily, The passenger's car door flung open, revealing Mr Jordan dressed in brown denim jeans and a polo T-shirt with a white baseball cap. He also wore dark shades and hiking boots. He held his breath as the other passenger's door tugged open. She hopped down with a little difficulty, adjusting her jeans. She wore black denim jeans buckled with a leather belt and a V-neck-shaped polo T-shirt and knee-height dress boots. She pushed the car door closed and came to her father's side and they both held hands while walking towards the stables. In a closer view, he could make out that her blonde hair was pulled back up into a sleek low bun. Thus, accentuating her oval-shaped face. Damn, she looked more breathtaking and absolutely gorgeo
CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE *Her childhood Trauma*"Wait a minute, Are you serious?!" Mr. Jordan nodded, smiling widely. "101%. Don't tell me you forgot?" She swallowed with confusion furrowing her brows. "but I do remember, as clear as day, that the incident happened when I was eighteen years old. I can never forget that. I never realized I gave her a name. I must have been..." her voice faltered. How could she forget the day she broke a leg? The day she nearly gave up on walking ever again? The very day she saw her life slipping out of her very hands. She was helpless and miserable. The day she thought she was done for. She had never been more afraid! That day is ingrained in her memory like a marking that has been stamped in her head with a permanent marker. An indelible mark. Her father smiled at her ruefully, clamping a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I understand love. You were so traumatized by the incident that you forgot. I'm sorry to dig up some bad memories for you. I didn
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR *Focus Drake, Focus! *"I will not take it lightly this time. If any harm comes to my daughter, I will fire you immediately! Is that clear?" his voice was brusque and menacing. His dark shades were still on so Drake couldn't make out his expression. Although he suspected that Mr Jordan would react this way following the horse fall mishap that happened to Janice recently, however, he was a little taken aback by his words. Apparently, Mr Jordan doesn't look like he gave a damn about him playing the hero two weeks ago. His daughter's safety is of paramount importance to him and he's willing to fire him if the need arises. Talk about being hyper-protective! Under normal circumstances, he would have simply walked out without looking back, but he simply can't afford to sabotage his family's plans of revenge. Mr Jordan deserves every bad thing coming to him for all the pain he had caused his family. For his father's untimely death. For his mother's sickness, su
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE *She has the generational Jordan's blood coursing through her veins for fuck's sake! *In a swift and efficient grip, he held her waist and mounted her unto the saddle of the horse. The horse snorted softly, wagging her tail. Her breath hitched in her throat as she held unto the reins with all her might. Drake noticing her discomfort whispered to her, "Are you okay?" She swallowed thickly and nodded, her hands still clutching the reins. What is this sudden fear gripping her? Is her Childhood trauma coming back to hunt her again? No! Today was supposed to be a challenge and not fear. She already vowed that she would own up to the task and ride a horse by herself today. Nothing is going to stop her now! Not even her past! Besides, Drake is right here by herself. No harm will come to her. A warm hand clasped hers and she jolted in alarm, almost tripping off the horse. Instantly, Drake's strong hands on her waist steadied her on the horse. She looked do