Mag-log inHappy new week my lovelies, can’t believe we are 50 chapters down already, I hope you’re loving the book so far let me know. The chapters to come are even better.
JameyThe blood seeping through my fingers was nothing compared to the pain I felt in my chest. How could I keep hurting someone I claimed to love so much?Over and over again, I kept choosing everyone and everything else over her. My company, my father and even Debby. Taking another glass and throwing it at the wall, shards fly everywhere. A piece bounces off the wall and cuts my cheek. “Fuck” I curse holding my cheek. “Oh stop with your little temper tantrum Jamey baby” Debby voice echoes in the living room, “You’re behaving like it’s the end of the world. I just wanted to have a little fun”“And it’s not like she got hurt or anything” She said walking towards me “Maybe just a little embarrassed, with what she was wearing”She reaches for my cheek but I slap her hand away, she lets a frustrated huff but it turn to a smile. “You were fucking her, weren’t you?” Her eyes don’t stray from mine “You were fucking her. I could tell from all the hickies and bruises on her neck. I must sa
MeadowA police cell was not as bad as it looked on TV.It was bigger and cleaner than I thought it would be, a little cold giving the only thing I was wearing was a sleeping robe but it wasn’t all bad. They didn’t even give me chance to change into something decent. I spent the last 45 minutes racking my brain over what all of this could be about. Pacing back and forth in the empty cell, any movement outside it caught my attention. I hadn’t seen Jamey since he disappeared into one of the offices down the hall about the same time I was dragged and locked up here. What could they be talking about?I didn’t steal anything, I couldn’t steal anything. What evidence did they even have against me? I knew I had a right to a phone call but I honestly didn’t even have anyone to call. Jamey was already here trying to get me out, I couldn’t call Katie because she needs the rest to prepare for her busy day and the only other person was mum.Mum. I haven’t even thought of her since I heard the b
JameyThere was no such thing as too much of her. It was physically impossible to have enough of her. I wanted more, more than she thought she was capable of giving me.Standing up, I toward over the pretty girl sprawled over her bed. I was bare chested, covered in only my Calvin kliens that had the attention of Nova’s lust-filled eyes.Her eyes- fuck, they were the kind that, messes with you. Sometimes they’re all brown, like the earth, then they’ll hit you with these gold flecks that look like they’re lit from the inside. One second they soft, the next they like daggers, sharp and cold. I watch her get up and balance herself on her knees pulling me by my boxers, closer to her. My breathing hitches when my throbbing bulge is directly in front of her face. Her hands play at the band of the boxers and I get irritable impatient. “You see what you’re fucking doing to me?” I breathe, titling my head to watch her carefully. “You’re not supposed to play with your food baby” My pupils dil
MeadowMeadow’s apartment smelt like butter and tomatoes.I didn’t know I’d be that attracted to a man cooking for me, especially because it seemed as if he was more than happy to do so. Jamey worked around my kitchen with ease, leaving no mess behind while he demanded that I sit down and rest.We left the hospital a few hours ago and stopped by the farmers market before coming over. I thought we were going out to eat but he decided to surprise me instead.Nothing like a home cooked meal.He was shirtless with only his work trousers still on and barefoot in my kitchen. I on the other hand, took a shower and changed into comfy clothes. “Do you need some help?” I called out taking a seat at the kitchen island“Didn’t I say get some rest?” He looked over his shoulder.Yes sir.I watched him dish up food for the both of us, unable to take my eyes off him. He looked better than he did a few hours ago.His eyes and cheeks weren’t red anymore, but the sadness was still evident in his eyes.“
Meadow.I had been by my mum’s bed side for the past 5 hours, mostly talking about the most random stuff. I caught her up on my current love life situation with Jamey and all the stuff I’ve been up to. I even told her about the horrible date with tony, hoping it would be cringe enough to wake her up. It didn’t, but I didn’t give up.I was in the middle of telling her about a small vacant building I was looking at, that I thought would look nice to start my fashion line when Jamey walked in looking like he just got out of a bar fight. His suit jacket and tie he wore this morning were discarded of and both his eyes and his cheeks were a hot red.“What the fuck happened to you?” I get up hurriedly walking over to him. He pulls me into his arms and embraces me, taking a deep breath as if finding relief of some kind. I don’t fight it, rather I sink into his hold. His shirt smelt like whiskey and I wondered if had been drinking. Wasn’t it too early in the day for that? It was only few mi
JameyI wanted nothing more than to stay at the hospital with Meadow but I got a text from my father, he needed to see me.This wasn’t going to end well, it never does.I had given Meadow 2 weeks off giving the current circumstances, she refused but I insisted. HR wanted to get me a temporary secretary but I declined. I didn’t want to see anyone else sitting at her table when I walked by, or hear anyone else’s voice when I called for assistance. It was her office, it belonged to her. I belonged to her.I walk into to my office to find my father sitting on my seat, behind my desk, facing the window.“You know, this office looked better when I ran it” his voice sharper than I remember. “Where’s your secretary? I didn’t see her when I walked in”“She on leave” I replied walking to the window.“I hope you don’t mind, I made myself comfortable” He smiled and i notice the glass of whiskey in his hand.“It’s your building after all” I replied glaring at him.He gets up and takes a seat at th
MeadowIf anyone were to ask me how I would describe myself, I would say artistic. That was by far my favorite attribute. I recently just turned 20 and was slowly adjusting to adult life, especially so far from home. If anyone had told me I would get a good job in my dream city, I would have slappe
Jamey"Hey, dude, why do you hate her so much? She's sexy and pretty, and she knows her job... what more could you want in a secretary?"My eyes actually roll on their own."Is that all that matters to you? No wonder you have such low standards. And it doesn't matter anyway, I'm going to fire her n
MeadowAfter my first day, time seemed to fly. Jamey gave me a more challenging task, but I didn't give up. I did every single one within the time frame given. I couldn't back down from this man. The irritated look on his face whenever I completed them was very rewarding. It has been two weeks sinc
Meadow"Did you just say Jamey Salvador? As in my boss... Jamey Salvador? I ask the nice guy who helped me up."Yup…As in your boss... Jamey Salvador. Are you new here?""Yes, I am. I'm supposed to be his new secretary," I said in disbelief"Oh my god!" The nice guy burst out laughing so hard that







