It was long overdue anyway. I should never have moved back in the first place.I moved into a hotel with what little of my belongings I'd taken from my parents home. I'd much have preferred to move into an actual apartment but I was going purely off instincts that night. Apartment hunting was the next pressing agenda on the list but mentorship meetings were taking up all my time. It sucked sleeping in a soulless room of a soulless chain hotel; no personal touch whatsoever. Of course, I could have stayed until I found an apartment but why would I give dad that satisfaction? And then there was mom. I loved her with my whole heart but why hadn't she ever come to my rescue against dad? She was content to stand and watch, and occasionally offer sympathy. That was all well and good but it was my life on the line. My dreams, my goals, everything had to be put aside to go on someone else's journey. I'd accepted it. What was the point of fighting a losing battle? Tristan had had me showin
"Remi, it's me!" Dad barked, covering his ears with his hands. "Calm down.""Dad? What are you doing?" I yelled. My mind was racing and my lungs weren't getting enough air."I need to talk to you," he said calmly as if he didn't almost give me a heart attack just a few seconds prior."You couldn't call?""I did. So did your mother. Remi, just come home. We โ your mother is worried about you. Living in a hotel? And this one?"I rolled my eyes but inside I wanted to hug my dad. I wanted to cry into his arms like when I was a little girl. I'd always taken the easier path whenever I had a choice. I left home to be with Oscar instead of following the path my father had carved out for me; most people didn't get that. I'd also ran right back home when my marriage blew up in my face instead of trying to fend for myself. All of that had to come to an end. I needed to make my own way."I'm sorry, dad. I can't do that," I muttered under my breath. He sighed a deep, heavy exhale that blatantly
For the rest of the week, Jesse would come over after work and we would spend the whole night exploring each other. I started to keep track but eventually lost count of how many times he brought me to a toe curling, back arching, sheet gripping climax.At some point I began struggling to keep up with his strength and stamina. The man quite simply was a machine."So, next week, huh?" Jesse said, as he came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist.Next week. My coronation, so to speak."Yeah." I was dreading it. Not because of the job itself; my meetings with Tristan had given me a new outlook and immense confidence that I would do a good job. What was bothering me was Jesse. He was such a sticker for the rules. I knew he would want us to stopโฆ this. I'd been so pleasantly surprised when he called and actually showed up and we'd been having sneaky links since. But I could just picture him saying we had to end it once I took over. He dropped the towel, giving me a full
I gasped and ran to him seconds before I realised I should have run outside to try and get help."Tristan?" I whispered, cupping his face. A little blood got on my hands.He was unconscious and I tried tapping him awake but that didn't work. I noticed the dried blood on his face and on my hand was powdery, like chalk. I rubbed it between my fingers and it came off easily, reminding me of the dried watercolour I used to play with as a kid. What the hell was going on?"AAAAHHH."I stumbled backwards and unto my ass, I could feel my heartbeat in my throat. Fear gripped me as I assumed the worst. Had I done something to him? He glanced at me and pushed his chair back so he could get to his feet.He rushed to me and offered me his hands. I took them cautiously and let him lift me to my feet. "Sorry about that," he said coolly. "My wife told me you probably wouldn't appreciate the theatrics. Guess she was right.""What the hell is this, Tristan? Is that paint on your face?"He glanced ar
I took a deep breath and exhaled, forces all the air of my lungs until it felt like I'd pass out.My big day had come and as much as I'd convinced myself I was unphased, my legs had been tingling since I got in bed the previous night. I'd thought the jitters would be he gone by morning but as soon as my feet touched the cold, cold tiles, I instantly remembered what day it was. The thought froze me to the edge of my bed. In all the time I sat frozen, my phone rang five times โ I'd counted. I didn't bother picking up, didn't even bother checking who had called. I sat frozen as it rang over and again like a mockingly bubbly soundtrack to my dreary disposition.The sixth ring made me spring to my feet. Dad had said greatness came from doing what needed to be done despite the fear, in spite of doubt.Those two things, I had in spades at the moment so I decided to follow his advice. I picked up my phone to find a whole lot of texts. I didn't want to deal with all that so I did a cursory s
He sighed and I saw him roll his eyes through the rear view mirror. I almost burst into laughter but decided to put him out of his misery. "You know the Renard Dynasty building. That's where you need to take me." "Buckle up." I would have preferred a quiet ride but then started playing some old times music that I didn't utterly hate. "The classics, better than the ear infections they play today," he said. "That's a new one," I said through a chuckle. Never before had I heard music referred to as an ear infection. Another thing to log into my mental diary. "What, ear infection? That's all there is these days. All of them singing about drugs and guns and women. Nothing of substance," he lamented, shaking his head. Music was never really my things so I didn't have much to say on the subject. "There are some good songs out there though. It's not all filth." He glanced at me through the rear view mirror. Seeing only his eyes made me feel like he was judging me for saying t
By the time we got to the event centre, I was fully convinced the oldies had way better music. My driver, Grant, had recommended a bunch of albums for me to listen to to properly experience the essence of ideal music, as he put it.He wound down the passenger window when I got out. โThanks, Grant. I'll definitely listen to those albums.โโYou should. Will be the greatest thing you ever hear. Alright, bye Remi.โI waved as I watched him pull off. Such a great guy, I thought.โFriend of yours?โI nearly jumped out of my skin hearing a voice that sounded like it came from inside my head.โYou look like you've seen the ghost,โ Jesse said, smirking โI wonder why, Jesse. What are you doing here?โโI was assigned to be your butler basically. You lookโฆ nice by the way.โHis gaze drifted down my body, unashamedly taking in my entire figure. Any other person and I would have been offended. I placed a hand on my waist and struck a sensual pose. โWait till you see what's underneath.โHe sucked
No, no, no. Not today. Any day but today.I was still frozen but Jesse's hand on the small of my back brought me back to consciousness. โGo ahead. The stage is right around that corner.โMy legs moved swiftly on their own. My mind was clouded over with racing thoughts and emotions.What the hell was my bastard ex-husband doing here? And how did he know Jesse? I thanked whoever was watching over me that he didn't see me. I didn't know how, nor was I ready to deal with whatever drama came with it. But he was here. I would have to deal with him eventually. Was Celia here too? His new wife? Oh god, why today? Why couldn't I have bumped into him at the mall or something?Standing outside the stage entrance, my heart was pounding against my ribcage. I felt like running. Stop spiralling, I shouted in my head. I took a deep breath to clear my mind. What was I scared of? Oscar? Celia?What could they do to me? Nothing. It was the shock. The last time I saw him was when I was dragged out o
I sat in my office, staring at my CEO certificate.โCongratulations. Youโre ready to run a company!โ The golden words said.sI couldnโt believe how far Iโd come since I last read those words. The last few months were loud and rough; the betrayals, the struggles, all the pain โ it was all finally over.I stared at a picture on my phone โ one of Jesse and I at a company event. We were mid-conversation, laughing our asses off at something. For a second, I wanted to be back then. I was care-free then, with no worries on my mind.My phone buzzed, startling me. Jesse texted that he was coming to my office.After a few minutes, the door opened and Jesse walked in carrying two cups of coffee. โFigured youโd need some fuel.โโYou know me too well.โ I accepted the warm cup from him.โI do.โ He sat down and took his own cup. โWhich is how I know thereโs something on your mind.โI sighed, taking a quick sip and setting down my cup. โI canโt help it. I keep wondering โwhat next?โ, you know what I
โDo you think heโs going to kill her?โMy head had been on Jesseโs chest all morning. We talked and talked until I finally decided to bring up a burning question I had.โWho, Deandra?โ Jesse asked.โYeah. Those cops seemed like they would probably leak the details to Don Simeon, and apparently, heโs some big shot in the criminal underworld. So?โโI donโt know. ProbaโโA loud knocking โ no, banging on his front door jarred up alert. WHo the hell thought now was a good time.I reluctantly got off of him so he could go and check it out. I quickly put on some clothes just in case.โAshley?โ I heard him say.It had been ages since I saw his cousin so I went out to see her. Who I saw next stopped me in my tracks.โMom?โ Jesse said, standing stiffly at the door.Celia was standing on his doorstep looking like sheโd been sentenced to death.โIโm sorry, Jesse. She wouldnโt take no for an answer,โ Ashley said before turning to me. โHey, Remi. Iโm so sorry about this.โ And just like that, she wa
โI knew youโd come around.โ Deandra poured herself a glass of scotch.As some sort of power move, she made us wait half an hour before we met with her. Sitting in her office, for hopefully the last time, my heart was pounding a thousand beats a second. My mind was reeling. There is no way she was going to suspect us right? I mean, someone whoโs had to deal with so many crooked people would be able to spot crooked behavior. Maybe this was a bad idea.Jesse squeezing my hand soothed me a little but the anxiety remained. Only this time, it was a shadow in the corner of my eye as opposed to a looming figure blacking out my vision.โAnd you even brought little Miss Perfect with you.โ She smiled and took a sip from her cup.โIโm only here because you threatened Jesse,โ I spat. โI canโt stand being near you.โI crossed my fingers, hoping she would take the bait.โOh, so sheโs the knight in shining armor and youโre the princess?โ She asked, cackling. โEither way, I didnโt threaten him. I gav
I couldn't believe how much my life had changed. Things were going so much smoother without the drama from all the enemies I inadvertently made along the way.Better yet, Jesse and I had been making up for lost time. That part was amazing. Zero complaints there. I was firing on all cylinders, almost like all the stress was dulling my senses and now that theyโd all been cleared up, I could finally see things. My judgment was impeccable.Which is why I noticed the uneasiness in Jesse. We were in a doughnut shop, satisfying my sugar cravings. He had been trying to hide it the whole time, checking his phone when he thought I wasnโt looking, fielding calls, until he eventually turned off his phone.โJesse,โ I placed my hand on his, โwhatโs going on?โHe dropped his doughnut and sighed. โI thought I was hiding it well. Itโs Deandra.โHearing her name was like a shock. I knew she wasnโt done with us but why was she back so soon? โWhat does she want?โ My voice showed more worry than Iโd int
โWhat? Youโll try and kill me again?โโStop saying that!โ She stomped her feet and crossed her arms like a child throwing a tantrum. โI did that once! Canโt you let it go? Damn, why do you always have to bring that up and ruin the vibe?โMission accomplished. I hoped Jesse heard everything.โI didnโt want to have to do this, Remi, but youโve left me no choice.โ She snapped her fingers, and like something out of a movie, two hefty men walked out of the shadows, flanking Debbie on both sides. โThese men will teach you a lesson now,โ Debbie said as casually as if she was ordering a burger. My stomach dropped when the men started to approach me. Run! The voice in my head screamed, but my feet were rooted to the spot. Everything went into slow motion. I couldn't run away from her again. But if I didn't, her men would do unspeakable things to me. Jesse would want to help but I couldn't put him in danger for my fight. Visions of Oscar from the previous day flashed in my mind. I cringed
โTo-together?โ I stuttered. He probably thought I looked silly with the massive grin on my face but I didnโt care. I was right where I wanted to be, staring into the eyes of the man I loved.My phone buzzed, ruining the moment we were having.It was a text from an unknown number so I didnโt bother.โYouโre not going to get that?โ Jesse asked.I shrugged. โI donโt know who it is.โHe nodded thoughtfully and sat down. I began to feel awkward standing aimlessly in his office. I was hoping heโd say something to ease my tension but he didnโt. He didnโt even look bothered.โIโll justโฆ go.โThe walk to his door seemed a mile long and my legs moved haphazardly like I forgot how to walk but I eventually got to the door. โUm, Remi? Do you want to get dinner laโโโYes!โ I turned around before he could even finish his sentence. I mentally smacked my forehead.โCool.โ He flashed me a smile. โI guess Iโll pick you up after work. When do you get off?โI burst into laughter โ a bit exaggerated I wa
Things between Jesse and I werenโt quite back to normal but they were good. Better than I could have imagined in such a short time. We were talking and laughing together again. I was on my way to his office with coffee. I felt silly; I was his boss, why was I getting him coffee? I guess it didnโt matter because when I got outside his office, I froze. Through his slightly-open door, I could hear his voice, sharp and determined.โThat was your plan all along?โ He sounded shocked, like he couldn't believe his ears. โSomething is very wrong with you, Deandra. You need help.โโI see that little miss perfect has gotten to you.โ Deandraโs voice was smooth and deceptively soothing. โI had so much hope for you, Jesse. Oscar is a cancer that needs to be cut out, canโt you see that?โMy breath caught in my throat. History had shown me Deandra wasnโt to be trusted, but to bear witness to this level of manipulation? It made my skin crawl. โSo you want to frame him? What did he ever do to you th
โThe day just keeps getting better and better.โ Deandra chuckled and sat back down. โCome on in, Jesse. I have some news for you too.โWe hadnโt talked much after he kicked me out but I was still his boss. โDid you need something, Jesse?โ I asked.โNo. Just wanted to say congrats. I heard about the confession,โ he said.โOh.โ I puffed my chest out and sat up straight. โThanks.โโI made it happen by the way so you should be thanking me,โ Deandra said.I rolled my eyes.โBy the way, Jesse, Remi wasnโt playing ball so I had to find a work around for your Oscar-sized problem.โ Deandraโs smile was sinister. โOscar will be picking up a package later today โ Iโll give you the address. Letโs just say some friends will be paying him a not so friendly visit in a nearby alley. Now, you could join them or just watch; up to you.โโWhat did you do?โ I asked, suddenly alarmed. I didnโt care for Oscar but to go to these lengths was just unnecessary. Surely even Jesse could see that.โWhat I had to,โ
I couldnโt shake the queasiness in my stomach. Despite the media frenzy around the bribery scandal dying down, questions still lingered, and Renard's reputation teetered on the edge. To make matters worse, the person I had to depend on for results was none other than Deandra.Just as I picked up my phone to call her, someone barged into my office.A snotty-looking man in an expensive suit, shortly followed by an angry-looking Jesse. โWhatโs going on?โ I asked Jesse.โThis person isnโt supposed to be here,โ he answered, glaring at the man.โIโm here on behalf of Mr. OโHearn,โ the man said, turning his nose up at me.โIn what capacity?โ I asked.He rolled his eyes. โAs his lawyer.โI already hated this man. He was a lawyer, an occupation that Deandra had shown me was untrustworthy. Strike two was the fact that he was Mikeโs lawyer.I needed to make him feel as unwelcome as possible. โJesse, itโs alright. He wonโt be long anyway.โHe looked amused. โI assure you, Iโm not here to cause y