Jace had already called Victor to quickly come to the parking lot.He left that bastard that wanted to take advantage of his wife in a miserable state. He really wants to beat him to death but his wife needs his attention more. He doesn't know what was put in her drink….. like the type of drug and what effect it could have in her body. He wants to take her to one of his houses in his estate and then call the doctor to come check her up.He picked her delicate body and scooped her into his arms. Luckily he found a small exit that will lead him to the parking lot without walking over the paparazzi and the crazy fans. Victor was already at the parking lot when he arrived with his wife.“What happened?" Victor was fast to ask, also surprised to see Jace's wife. They didn't come here with her and why is she in this not pleasing state. Also, Jace's white shirt was stained with blood. Victor wonders what happened… Did he get into a fight? But his boss is not that type of person.“No time to
Jace's tongue deepened inside Constance's mouth as he sucked both her tongue and lips with great gratification. His body was on fire and a great feeling of desire, pleasure and want washed over him making him lose his mind.What he's feeling right now, he has never felt it for any woman. This little wife of his is making him lose his mind as he felt enchanted with her soft, yummy pink lips and couldn't get enough of them.Her lips are so soft, like the softest thing his mouth has ever touched and those soft lips taste so good. He has never tasted a lip so satisfying as hers. The taste of her lips are so intoxicating and mind-blowing as if it's driving all the senses in him away. He wants more than what he's receiving right now and he's already on another level. His mind, soul and body want to taste not only these lips that's driving him insane but they also want to taste every bit of the body that's housing these lips. He wants to kiss every part of her delicate body.He's already go
I slowly but steadily flap my eyes open. My head hurts a lot and I felt like it's going to snap into two. I gently sit up from what I think it's bed but I'm yet to understand where I am or the nature of my environment.I used my two palms to hold onto my head, maybe it will help reduce the excruciating pain in my head.I close my eyes believing it will help subsidize the pain and also clear my blurry view.I stayed in that state for some while before I gently opened my eyes when I felt that the pain had gone down. When I opened my eyes, I finally found a clear view instead of a blurry view. I used this opportunity to check out my environment to know where I am…. I don't remember anything.I started from the left to scrutinize the spacious room that looks extravagant despite being partially empty. The little things in the room look delusive and no one needed to tell me that this room belongs to someone extremely rich. This isn't me and my husband's room, where am I? I think I'm not i
I was still in a state of shock and didn't even know when my husband stood up and left the room.He wants to cook for me, is he serious? How can a man cook for a lady he doesn't love?I'm confused, I don't know what's in my husband's mind. Why do I feel that my husband has changed… thinking back in retrospect, I was convinced. He has been treating me good and the look in his eyes when looking at me has also changed… the look is filled with love and care unlike those hate looks he gave me at the early stage of our marriage, especially on our wedding night.Staring at the closed door, I breathe out before climbing down from the bed. I can't know what he feels for me if he doesn't tell me. Should I ask him?No, no. Where will I even get the courage to ask him.I walk into the bathroom to take my bath. Stepping into the immense bathroom, I realized that it's more vast than our bathroom back in the mansion.I stood on the huge mirror as I stared at my reflection. I looked paler than I was.
“Who… who are you?" I asked in fear as I grabbed the empty flower vase lying on the nearby table. The man turned to face me and I was able to see his face. I think I've seen him somewhere. Nevertheless, I was still vigilant…. If he poses any threat, I will use my weapon on him.Seeing the stern look on my face and the way I positioned my weapon, his pupils dilated in something I couldn't comprehend before he spoke up, “Calm down ma'am, I'm Victor… your husband's driver and a friend."Hearing what he said, I was slightly convinced because his face looks familiar. I still didn't drop my weapon as my eyes were stuck on him. I want to be sure he's one of the men I saw with my husband when we travelled to London before I could relax and drop my weapon.“Constance." I heard my husband's voice. I turned to look at him. “He's my driver, so drop your weapon," he added.I bite my lips feeling a bit embarrassed. Well, I was only trying to be vigilant. I stare at the man. “I'm sorry," I mumbl
Annabelle is greatly scared of what Jace could do to her at this moment. She can't believe that Jace is this furious all because of that thing he called a wife…. This increased her hatred for that girl.She was so heartbroken, she couldn't believe that she would lose Jace to that girl… no, she won't let that happen.“I won't spare you for what you did and I won't forgive you either. You are going to pay for what you did, you and that bastard you paid to rape my wife. That bastard should be lucky that I didn't kill him that minute. Now tell me the hospital you have taken him to," Jace's voice is still rigid as ever. He knew that Annabelle must know the hospital the bastard was taken to.“Jace… Jace I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. I allowed jealousy to take over me. Please spare me," Annabelle cried as she pleaded. At this moment, she knew quite well that Jace won't bat an eye in dealing mercilessly with her. She knows how powerful this man is and what he can do to her with t
I woke up the next morning, my husband was lying beside me while I'm in his arms. I wanted to wait for him to come back last night but I didn't know when I slept off and now I woke up in his arms. I think he purposely made me sleep in his arms but why?I can remember the night he held me so close in his arms and told me that's how couples should sleep. I blush as I remembered his deep sexy voice when he said that. Today is saturday and I won't be going to school but I really need to meet up with Jocelyn, I will do that later in the day.I tried to slide my slender body out from his large arms but he held me tighter and pressed my body on his hard chest. My mouth slightly opened in awe, why can't he let me go. I tried again but that was the same result. I stare at him but his eyes are closed, my instinct tells me that he's not sleeping rather he's pretending to be asleep. My struggles to leave his arms and climb down the bed was futile so I gave up and stayed calm in his arms, besides
“What!" I screamed in shock, not believing what I just heard.“Guess you are shocked just like everyone else, I mean this is unbelievable. Everyone is filled with bewilderment," Jocelyn said but I was so shocked to react. I nearly collapsed on the floor but luckily I got hold of my seat and sat down.My husband… My husband has a girlfriend. Who is she? “Who is she?" I mumble to Jocelyn. I'm already lost, I couldn't feel myself.“She's Annabelle, Annabelle Wilson. The famous model. She uploaded their couple pictures in her Instagram account, here's it is," she rushed off her words as she showed me the photos on her phone screen. I gulped down as I tightened the grip on my dress, staring at the photos that broke my heart into pieces. I didn't know when tears started dripping down my cheeks.“Constance..," Jocelyn called softly. I can feel that she's surprised to see me crying all of a sudden. “Why are you crying? I never thought you are so obsessed with Jace just like Sacha, she's the