Grayson looked at the picture of the Cunningham photo in his laptop screen and moved his eyes over the faces before it landed on Jordan Cunningham that same night. The man stood behind his grandfather and had one hand on his shoulder.“Jordan is closer to his grandfather than of his own dad,” Nathan explained to him seriously earlier that day. “When his wife died due to some complications on the birth of their second child, he mourned by travelling and leaving them with the senior Cunningham.”“Over the years, Dexter Cunningham was the one who nurtured them, and started teaching Jordan their business,” his friend continued. “However, with the absence of both parents, Margaret, was spoiled by both of them, giving them whatever she wants. She grew up and met Clifford Stewart, a musician. The family was not happy about it especially Jordan.”Grayson only listened as Nathan narrated how the sister have been influenced by illegal drugs, how she got pregnant with Cassandra and then just lef
Maya opened her eyes in the dim lit room the following day, her body feeling drained. She looked down and saw Jordan’s one hand draped over her waist, feeling him breathing deeply behind her as he continued with his sleep.She looked towards the full height window draped with sheer curtains and saw the sky being lit up with the sun’s brightness. She glanced at Jordan when she felt him rolled onto his back, still sleeping deeply.Recalling what transpired the night before, she closed her eyes as it started to flood her mind. She knew that Jordan will be wanting something intimate to happen between them and as his wife, he expects her to do her side.When she saw Jordan’s determination to bed her last night, she tried as best as she could to get herself drunk, passing her limit of the number of glasses of wine she usually takes so that she will pass out. However, Jordan had seen through her strategy and before she could even ask for another glass, he had shooed the helpers away.Seeing
Jordan glanced at Maya quietly as the driver slowed down when the Cunningham estate came into view that night after picking her up.The drive was almost three hours and Maya had barely said a thing to him. She would respond to his questions but it would only be one to four words the most. She had also avoided his gaze the entire time.You're an ass, dude, Jordan scolded himself. You prioritized your own f8cking needs. Now she's branding you a monster.He knew the reason for her behaviour. Instead of trying to understand her predicament, Jordan had given in to his lust and desire and went on with his intention of making love to her."I can't blame you, dude," Xavier said to him calmly. "Being celibate for six years would definitely drive you insane. I'm surprise you were able to resist those women pushing themselves on you."After seeing Maya's painful outbursts and even went to the extent of thinking that he might force himself again on her, Jordan realized the effects he had left on
Jordan watched from across the room as Cassandra brought Maya towards the outdoor area of the estate, talking nonstop despite the warning looks he had been giving his niece for not following his instructions. The moment they entered the mansion, Cassandra had run towards her and welcomed her openly. He couldn't blamed his niece since she had looked up to Maya when she's still her Auntie Rakki. Jordan even thought of adopting her after they get married and tell everyone about Spencer. However, after the accident, with him continuing his search for Rachel aside from drowning himself with work, he had neglected looking out for Cass. "Rachel seems to be distant since the two of you arrived here," he heard his grandfather's voice to his side. "What seems to be distracting her?" Jordan turned towards him. "She thinks I'm a monster for what I did to her," he answered in a low voice. "Now, I'm regretting what I did to her. If only I could turn back time, I would right the wrong I did."
Grayson looked at his watch impatiently on a Monday afternoon and tapped his foot as he reached for his cup of coffee at Havana Groove Bistro. His brows furrowed as he read a message from Thomas.After thirty more minutes, Grayson heard someone cleared his throat and he looked up with irritation to see Jordan standing a few feet away from him.“Very classy of you, Cunningham,” he snapped. “I wonder how you’re still in the business with that trait of yours.”Jordan ignored him and sat across from him and signaled a waiter to serve him coffee as well.“I’m pretty sure you know why I’m late,” he snapped back. He crossed one leg over the other and leaned back on his chair. “I have to tend to my wife and make sure that she’s doing okay before leaving to meet you.”Grayson only glared at him coldly.“So? Why’d you want to meet with me?” Jordan asked dryly. “Don’t tell me you’re here to beg me to give you time to see my wife? That’s unlikely.”Suppressing his anger, Grayson took a folder fro
Jordan stared quietly while sitting at the dining table inside his spacious condo as Maya and Cassandra set up the food that they had prepared for his niece to take a nice photo for her social media content after recording the preparation and cooking process that early breakfast Tuesday morning.After St. Claire had sent him a message that Cass skipped school to visit her father in prison, he had his niece moved in with them in his condo in the afternoon from the Cunningham estate so he could keep an eye on her.“For me to find out that you had been seeing him is too much, Cassandra!” Jordan scolded her angrily when he closed the door to the unit. He watched as his niece just sat on the sofa quietly, something he was not used to. “He’s the reason why your mother died!”“He just wanted to talk to me!” Cass argued, close to tears.Jordan walked towards her and stood in front of her.“Talk? Or is he asking you for money?” He questioned hardly. “If he tells you that he wants to get close
Gripping her phone tightly in one hand, Maya raised her hand and knocked on Jordan’s office door at The Oceanview hotel the following day. She waited tensely for him to say come in from the other side of the door.The door opened and she came face to face with Mason, who looked surprise to see her.“Um, is he busy?” She asked quietly.“Who is it, Mason?” Jordan’s voice came from inside. “I have a quick and important conference call in ten minutes. Take care of it.”Mason turned towards the direction of the voice after. “It’s Ms. Maya, Mr. Jordan,” he answered patiently. He opened the door wider and stepped aside to let her enter, giving her an assured smile. “He just finished giving instructions on the update report of the renovation. He’s just having a quick call with the hotel at our South branch.”Maya gave Mason a thankful smile and went inside the office while he walked out, closing the door. She watched as Jordan finished his call and stood up, going around the table to meet her
Grayson lowered down his phone grimly after talking with Nathan the following day. He heard his phone notified with a message and he immediately opened the file to read the mail that Nathan had sent over for him to check.“What’s the update on the facial recognition?” Grayson asked intently, going out from his parents’ room after reading Nathan’s message before he called. “Has he been identified already? What’s the f8cking ba$tard’s name?!”“The system is still running, man,” Nathan answered at the other line. “With more than 300 million population, it’ll be a while unless we’ll get lucky. This state alone is almost at fifty.”Grayson cursed at that answer.“How is she?”“Cunningham had taken her to the hospital,” Nathan said. Before Grayson could react to the news, Nathan immediately cut him off. “I think it’s not only because of that incident, Gray. The undercover that I had assigned near her said that she was somehow distraught when she came back to the kitchen after heading up to