Jade's PovI hadn't seen Saint since after the day I had helped him dress his injury. Although I stayed in my room most times just like he had instructed and only went out to make food when I was hungry so it was likely possible that even if he was around, I still wouldn't have seen him. CJ hadn't shown up either and a few days had already passed. I missed Betty and wanted to see Suzy also since she didn't take my calls or reply to my texts so the plan to escape started creeping back into my mind. I stretched out on the bed, glad that these crazy incidents were happening after I had graduated from school. My next plan had been to get a job and move after running away from my uncle, then further my studies with the money my father had left in my name before passing away. But everything had gone wrong, instantly...in a flash. I turned over to the other side letting the sun rays hit my face as if it was going to make me feel any better. Just then a knock came in. I unbolted the door
I sat across Saint in the dining room, feeling his eyes on me with each awkward second that passed by. "It's fine, Saint," I told him again, still looking down at my fingers and picking at my cuticles. I heard him take a deep breath. "Is there something you want? Anything?" He asked and I looked up to meet his eyes. "Yes," I replied which made him cock a brow at me and lean back into his seat. "What's that?" "Let me keep working at the bar." He furrowed his eyebrows together, a frown appearing on his lips. Then crossed his arms. I could swear everything this man did was perfect. "Why?" He asked. "I mean, if I was there, Rex wouldn't have... you know..." I said quietly, trailing off. He didn't say a word again and then looked like he thought a little. I had noticed that he wasn't much of a talker and I was constantly getting used to his one-word answers or at most, a sentence. "Okay," He finally spoke up. "But on my terms and in my own ways. You go when I want you to and
"What?" I asked still looking like I had seen a ghost. I remembered lying to Saint that she usually came unannounced to the bar the first time he had saved me so he won't keep me hostage. Which hadn't worked then. But I didn't actually expect Suzy, to show up. "I think I have a stalker." She repeated glancing around once more. "Suzy. I've not seen you ever since you left the house. I was so worried about you. You don't reply to my texts or call back. Marcel is missing. Uncle is probably dead. You said you didn't want to get involved and then all of a sudden, you appear and tell me you're being stalked?" I asked, pain making my voice quiver. The paranoia evident on her face didn't go away as she stared back at me." I'm sorry Jade, I've just got a lot going on.""That isn't important now. Have you seen the person stalking you? How did you know?" I asked. She explained to me the whole deal and I asked her to report to the police which she said she already did. I told her also to kee
He stepped back still smiling as he watched my expression. Was this really the end for me? Was this going to be how I died? "We're leaving in five," He announced to both me and CJ before walking out to the car. I had just watched this man, brutally torturing someone and the next thing was me sitting next to him knowing fully well I had a crush on him and at the same time, I'd become scared of him also. I got changed immediately and got into the car, settling in the backseat with Saint. I felt his eyes never leave me as I sat, looking straight ahead and pulling down my skirt which didn't stop going to my upper thighs. The car started and we headed to the house. After some time, Saint leaned into me once again, my neck and ears feeling his hot breaths on them as he spoke. "You disobeyed me, Jade, sneaking around and all. I have to punish you, you know?" He said softly, almost in a whisper. His deep voice w
He left after we were done with only his lingering scent which stayed back in the room with me to keep me company. I thought about him as I cleaned myself up, wishing he had stayed longer, maybe held me in his arms and maybe even slept together. I kept on replaying sceneries even after I got into the shower and as I fell asleep. I woke up the next day to hear unusual noises coming from the house. I looked from the window to see black cars parked downstairs and more men (minus Saint's guys who always stood and kept tight security) dressed in suits standing attention, keeping guard. I wondered what was going on. I hurriedly had my bath and by the time I was done, I heard an engine come on and rushed back to the window. I saw Saint shake hands with some guy I'd never seen before while CJ hugged him, and then he got into the car and drove off. His other cars followed behind as well while Saint and CJ walked back briskly into the house. I dressed up and opened the door to see CJ, han
Saint's POVI had slept with her. Again. I needed to get a grip on myself. I had promised myself I wouldn't do so any longer but she kept on tempting me each day, disobeying me even. I had woken up that morning, struggling to bury the thoughts of how warm she had felt when I was inside her and how wet she always was, for me. I knew I didn't like her that way and I wasn't going to in the future either so I was sure everything was just lust, at least for me. And I needed to stop going back for more. The glares from the sun shone on my face just as I reached for my phone to check the time. It was nine in the morning and I had important guests coming soon. I hurriedly prepared for them and soon enough they came. We discussed business and they put me in on getting vital information to use in getting Matrix and might even lead me to Tequila. The dude who was supposed to get me the information in exchange for money was attending the same event I was going to the next day. It was the wel
The next day, the woman from the boutique came over to the house and did my hair and makeup. I thanked her as I admired myself continuously in the mirror saying she did a good job which she smiled sweetly to. She also left behind some shopping bags which she said Saint had told her to bring over. The shopping bag had some purses, clothes, perfumes, shoes and a new phone. I surprisingly opened one bag after the other, wondering why Saint bought all this stuff for me. After that, she left hurriedly saying she needed to be somewhere and she was running late. I sat in my room after going through all the bags and turning on the phone, waiting patiently for when someone would knock and tell me to come downstairs so I can get in my dress and shoes. After a few moments, the new phone buzzed. I checked to see a text from a number. It read 'You can come downstairs if you're ready'. I checked my makeup once again then got into the dress. Then a little problem came up, I couldn't reach the
Everywhere looked fancy and expensive. I had not been to a party which looked this way. This was really for the richest of the rich and the elites. I instantly felt out of place even though I was dressed pretty decently. We were escorted to our reserved table after Saint had shown the bouncer at the entrance the invitation card. The party had barely started when we got there. We settled down instantly and I looked around observing the area just the same time Saint did. "Here's pretty much fancy," I told Saint admiring the beautifully arranged decorations. "I agree," He replied still looking around. "Nothing seems suspicious yet." He said again. "Suspicious?" I asked him looking in the same direction as he was. "That's for me to handle. You just do your work." He answered. "Okay," I said reluctantly just as the mic sound came on and the Mc started talking. The party went on with speeches being given and all that. Then we did a toast. After that, everyone just stood around, socia