INICIAR SESIÓNJESSIE“You said you loved me." Mateo was busy tying my hands because he believed that was going to be his control over me. The toothpick in between his lips fell out, and he raised his head slowly to me. “You won't understand how much I gave up for you." “But you never knew me. How can…” “The moment I laid my eyes on you, Jessie…" He raised his hand to my face and ran the back of it across the side. I shuddered in response, and he frowned. “I already knew you were the one for me." "Impossible" I was trying to get him riled up. Because once he loses his cool, he is more prone to mistakes. Even his perfectly curated plan couldn't stand the test of anger. He gripped my chin and laughed toothily. “I would show you what is impossible." He pulled me up and checked on the rope once more. He nodded to himself and dragged me to the door. "You have a unique way of showing love," I muttered. “I am glad you see it." “I don't…" I took a deep breath to stop myself. He was the one who w
JESSIEThe streetlights were blurring as we drove. My head felt heavy, and a sweet smell filled the air. Like a sugarcane farm was close by. I tried to keep my eyes open. Chloe had made the switch. I was no longer in the driver’s seat. She had strapped me into the passenger’s seat. The seatbelt was pressing into my chest as I tried to keep my body upright.The drug left a buzzing sound lingering in my ears. No matter how hard I shut my eyes, I couldn't snap out of the feeling. Every second, it felt like my limbs were falling asleep faster than they should have been. “You shouldn't have tried to play smart," Chloe said. Her voice echoed as if it were from a distance. “You should know your place." “You will pay for this." That was the last thing I remember. The next time I opened my eyes, I was met with bright, blinding lights. I closed them sharply and let out a distorted groan. I tried to move, but my limbs still felt lifeless, and the leather under me squeaked. It didn't feel l
JESSIEChloe is still kneeling.Both hands on his knees with slumped shoulders. She is looking at me like she would break at the slightest contact. I drew a sharp breath. She was never on my side. The only reason she had come close was to destroy me. I had thought she was my person, but in reality, she was never by my side. “Daniel”, I muttered with the phone against my ear. “I am on my way to you, ma'am," Daniel said with a sharp breath. “Mr Chase has notarised the document." “You can't give it to him," Chloe said in a sharp tone. She was trying to reach out, but she stayed kneeling. "Isn't that what you wanted?” I asked slowly, trying to hear her. “For him to take the company away from me” “Not now…not anymore.” She shook her head. It was always fantasising about how evil people worked. Once their interests were threatened, they didn't mind wrecking others just so they could survive. “Get here now," I said to the phone. “I will do anything," Chloe said again. She was beggin
JESSIEI froze the video and replayed it countless times. Each time hoping the image on the screen would change, but no matter what I tried, it was still the same. Chloe was the mole. The very person I trusted without a doubt. I brought her into my space, and she sold me out like it was worth nothing. I saw the signs, but I didn't think too much about them. It was supposed to be nothing. My breathing was ragged, and my grip on the mouse was tighter than ever. I licked my lips and turned to Stephen. He was deathly still behind me. He looked like he could kill right then. Stephen spun the chair and lowered himself in front of me. He gripped my hands tightly and brushed the hair away from my face. “Say the word, my love… and I would have brought him back in." I wanted to face her, but I knew that would end up in disaster. Right now, she thought we still trusted her, so we had to keep it that way. I slowly shook my head while blinking back the tears brimming in my eyes. "No," I sho
JESSIEIt's been three hours since Mateo’s call. I could barely keep my breathing in check. My heart rate kept on spiking. A mole...Someone I trusted. Someone I thought I could trust. I blinked and stared at the dress still hanging on the closet door. Only a handful of people knew about the dress switch. I blinked, keeping my eyes closed. Everything began to fall into place. How Mateo magically knew everything. How he managed to show up even when it was physically impossible. Stephen lowered himself onto the couch beside me. He grabbed my shoulders, and I melted into him. My head pressed into his chest as I took a deep breath. He brushed the back of my head gently. “I got you," he whispered into my head. I have no idea how long we stayed together. We finally pulled away, and even though I was hurting, I pushed it aside. I had no time to break down. Timothy was in danger. “We need first to fish out the mole. " Stephen said. “Once dawn breaks, let's have everyone who knew abou
JESSIEI shot into a sitting position and stared at Stephen. The phone was pressed to the side of his ear. Jaw set so tightly it might as well snap in half. He tried to move, but I grabbed his hand. I had already heard it; there was no need for him to hide it. That voice… I knew it. I had just heard it hours ago. Stephen’s hand on his lap on the covers stiffened. I put mine over it lightly, and he looked to me. I blinked and slowly mouthed with a slow shake of my head. “Stephen… don’t speak.” We both took deep breaths. It didn't make sense for Mateo to be the one with Timothy. Was this Isabella's plot, or was this him working by himself? He let out a string of chuckles and sucked his teeth. “I was wondering how long it would take for you to realise tonight wasn’t your victory.”I froze. He knew that I was the one dealing the cards tonight. Even with Isabella’s suspicion, she couldn't confirm anything, so how…“If you want to be sure you've won, you have to make sure you know yo
JESSIE“Okay, but you need to be careful; I still want my wife in one piece at the end of this.” The word 'wife' lingered in the air. I was his wife, but still, it made me feel conscious that I had taken the Harrington name somewhat overnight. “I can take care of myself,” I replied. “You don’t ha
JESSIE“If she can't, then I will." Stephen walked towards us and stopped when he was at our table. The whites were standing now with shock on their faces. “You…you…what are you doing here?” Matthew stammered. Stephen turned to me, holding my hand and pulling me forward. "I told you I would hand
JESSIEWe walked hand in hand through the house until we were by my door. I didn't want to pull away from him, but I knew I couldn't hold on longer. I bit my lower lip and tried to take a step back, but his grip tightened, and he intertwined my fingers. “Remember what we discussed today," he said,
JESSIE“Jessie, I can explain." “You don't need to." I stopped Stephen before he could try. I did want to hear what he had to say; I was curious, but I didn't want to hear the answer at the same time. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to bear it. After listening to Matthew talk yesterday, I knew i







