INICIAR SESIÓNJESSIE“We have to go find her." “Not tonight." Stephen meant what he said. He pulled me into the bed and wrapped his arms around me. I knew it would be foolish of me to try to resist. After being kidnapped and detained. Running into danger now was foolish. I shifted, and Stephen's eyes were firmly shut. “Stephen…” He looked down at me. Kissed both my eyes, his lips lingering against each eyelid for a while before he pulled away. “Go to bed, Jessie." I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be lulled to sleep. I deserved to rest. After the crazy couple of months of trying to attain peace. I woke up the next morning feeling lighter than I had slept. For the first time in days, I didn't wake up to panic calls or fear. Stephen was already up, staring at me. “Why are you looking at me like that? ” I murmured. He brushed the hair sprawled against my face behind my head and grabbed my neck, pulling me closer. His eyes darted around my face. “I want to frame this moment so I can kee
JESSIE“You lied to me. " Mateo’s voice was louder than normal. He was screaming and struggling, but with both hefty bodyguards on both his sides, his chances of escaping were next to none. I ignored his tantrum and got up. I helped Stephen to his feet and dusted his side. He grabbed my hand to stop me, but I pulled away, dusting him again and again. “Take him away," Stephen commanded. The men dragged Mateo away. With all of the evidence presented, there was no way he could ever escape prison at this point. “She belongs to me," Mateo screamed as he was being pulled away. We all froze, and the men holding him frowned in response. Stephen wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me flush to his side. “She was never yours," he said slowly. I spun in his hands and pressed my forehead to his chest. Tears dropped from my eyes; I sniffed, trying to stop it, but it just kept flowing down my cheeks. Stephen’s hands shakily touched the back of my head, and he began to caress it slig
JESSIE“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
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







