At The WareHouse.
Jerald stormed in and found his men: Christian, his right man and Wiz, his hacker talking in his office.
“Speak of the devil! So boss we were able to track the supplies turns out… over two hundred of them went missing and that's over Six Hundred Million dollars.” Wiz said, he always ordered his men to never beat around the Bush whenever they talked to him so he sighed.
“Why did you even ignore my call?” Wiz asked and Jerald rolled his eyes.
“It was an unknown number.” He defended himself and Christian laughed.
“But you know I'm the only one who has access to your phone.” Wiz said. For someone who's a Warlord, yes.
“Don't tell me Your wife is already controlling you?! I have to meet her!” Christian mocked him and their laughter filled the room, Jerald looked at them disgusted.
“Leave my wife out of this. Now tell me… what can we do?” “Well… let me go grab some cables so I can start tracking the supplies.” Wiz stood up and walked outside.
Jerald went into his pocket and took out a small box. He opened it.
“Nervous?” Chris asked as he walked over to Jerald. “What? No… I was going to give it to her but she hurt her finger right before I could do it.” Chris laughed at him while he put the box back in his pocket.
“Did you tell her about all this Cosa Nostra?” Jerald swallowed hard to the question.
“No.” He said unabashedly.
“Afraid she might go to another man crying?” Maybe he was. Maybe he wasn't. Maybe it's for her own safety. Jerald took a rubik cube from the table and started to play with it.
“She wouldn't.” He responded confidently.
“Think money will make her stick around?” Chris asked.
“If she wants my money, I'd give her every rouble. If she wants to ran to another man, I'd make her forget him. I wouldn't mind killing for her.” He said coldly while throwing the rubik cube.
Chris took in a deep breath and responded, "I hope she's worth it.”
“Oh trust me. She's worth everything.”
Later That Night.
It's been 10 hours and Jerald is not home. Yesterday he got back at 5pm but now it's 8pm and there's no sign of him.
I would go to sleep. But I can't, I have to greet him by the door.
I looked outside the window and there was no sign of him but just the guards walking around. Yeesh! Doesn't he trust me? I won't run away. I don't even plan on doing that.
I ate the food I prepared for the both of us. Took a quick shower and wore the lace night dress. Waited, waited, waited and waited! 10 pm. Still no sign of him.
3 am.
Jennifer
I dozed off! Well, at least I dozed off at the door so he didn't come home. That's good.
I tried stood up and I walked to the kitchen. The food is still like that so I took it to the microwave.
I started hearing sounds. Could it be that the guards are now walking inside?
“Hello?” I yelled out. I grabbed a pan near by as I walked on the hallway.
Then I felt someone grab me from behind. A hand covered my mouth so I wouldn’t scream.
I just head-butt backwards so that the back of my head hits this person in the nose. That felt like bumping your head right into the wall.
Think! Think! I bent my knees and dropped weight and the person released me and I didn't think twice. I turned with a pan and guess what?
I almost killed my husband with a pan.
“Jerald?!” I hissed at him. His mouth was bleeding from a side. I thought It's his nose. Oh yeah… that's because he's taller than you!
“Are you okay?” No he's not! You just head-butted him!“What are you doing here?” I asked. This is his house. So that's a stupid thing to ask, I know.
“Not happy to see me? I was just grabbing a bottle of water. Then I saw you.”
“Wait… what time did you get here?”
“Uh… probably 11pm.” He says as he wipes the blood from his mouth. 11pm? Give me a good reason why I shouldn't hit him with this pan.
“Which door did you use to enter?” Maybe there's a back door.
“The door you were sleeping next to.” He responded honestly and I smiled.
“You didn't wake me up?”
“Why would I do that?”
“Because I was sleeping on the floor! Waiting for your ass to get home!” He lets out an annoying laugh.
“You were sleeping so peacefully. So I didn't want to disturb you.” His respond made me use the pan I was holding.
But I failed because he held my hand and used his other hand to pull my body towards him. My body arched and Our bodies touched.
"That was hot!" He says and smashed his lips on mine. His lips made my whole body freeze. I even heard the pan when it hit the floor.
His tongue traced my bottom waiting to enter, I parted my lips. Our tongues swirled together. His mouth tasted wonderful, he even smelled like alochol. I loved the taste of his blood! It's so… good.
He picked me up and wrapped my legs around his wait and headed for kitchen table. He gently placed me there.
“Are you drunk?” I asked. I had to make sure he'll remember this kiss in the morning.
“Shhh…” he hushed me as he continued kissing. He kissed my neck. He grabbed my hair and pulled it backwards so roughly and it made me whimper in pain.
“Mmm…” I moaned. He was starting to get rough with each and every second passing by and it scared me because he might be drunk and never meant any of this to happen.
“Jerald…” I tried to push him off me. He started to tear the lace night dress.
“Jerald. Stop.” I pushed him but he continued. I slapped him.
More like bitch slapped him and he came back to his senses.
“…Uh, good night.” He said as he walked away and roamed up the stairs. What's wrong with this guy? At least show empathy. Apologise or something!!
I pray he don't remember this later...
7am. That Day.Jennifer's Point Of View I would lie if I say I slept a blink. I didn't sleep, not even a wink. Why was he so aggressive? What would've happened if he went through with it?Oh well, It's been three days and trust me, I receive calls from Mark with each minute passing by. So I ghosted him. I took a long shower. Honestly I want him to touch me like last night but when he's sober. No… we just met.Does that mean I have to wear heels? I can't even find flat shoes. I walked downstairs and found a small table with only one chair and a rose. He's apologising for last night!! Oh my gosh!I walked there and I found him waiting for me so eagerly.“Good morning, Mrs Carter.” He says. I smile at him.“Morning, Mr Carter.” He raised his left eyebrow after I responded, he pointed the table.“Please, take a seat.” I smile at him and I sat down. Is he apologising for…“What's the occasion? Is it about last night or should I say earlier?” I asked as he placed a meal on the table.“
She looked at him with a hope he'd say ‘It's a joke’ but he didn't. “You have a tattoo on your back, what does it mean?” He asked. She let out a deep sigh as if it was a touchy subject.“I'll have to kill you if I tell you.” She said and he raised his eyebrows but she didn't feel intimidated by his stare. Perhaps, it's because she's hiding something.He laughs out loud. “Oh, I see what you did there.” “Are we done?” She asked and judging by how the look in his eyes, she knew he was thinking something. “Not really.” He says as he walked away. Jennifer smiled, what was going on in her mind?He came back holding his black shirt.“Here. Wear this.” He gave her his shirt. Without hesitant, she took the shirt and stood up.“Where are you going?” “To change into this." Jennifer responded. He smiled.“You can do it here.” She raised her eyebrows. “Pardon me?” “No one's looking. Go on.” He said. As if he's no one.“But you are looking, aren't you?” She asked folding her arms.“I am your
I looked over his shoulder to see a woman that was literally his female version.“Mom?! What are you doing here?!” Jerald snapped at the old lady. Oh it's his mother.I quickly grabbed the dress from the floor and wore it while she was explaining.“Uh… what am I doing here? You want me to leave?” His mother was fearless. She talked to him as if she had balls way huge than his. “Yes! Leave! You're not supposed to be here until the next two days.” Jerald said, okay that's not a way to talk to your mother.His mother turned and started walking to the door.“No! Ma'am! Please… we are done.” I yelled and she turns to me with a huge smile.“You must be Jennifer… Honey, it's safe to come now!” She yelled to someone else from the door.“It better! Because I'm too old to die.” A man walked to His mother and that made me make a conclusion that it's his father.Wait… were we too loud? I felt my face flush red when my eyes and his mother's eyes meet. And I must say the woman is beautiful. She
...“Oh Jennifer… I won't touch you Yet. Yet, is about to happen tonight.” Jerald said.He walked over to his office. He opened the drawers on his desk and took out a document written:BDSM:Contract of Voluntary Total Submission He took a pen and signed the papers. He stood up and walked out of his Knock. Knock. Knock.“What do you want Jerald?!” Jennifer snapped. But she noticed the door didn't open and it was weird for someone like Jerald to do that. Knock. Knock. Knock. She sighed and walked over to the door.“WHAT?!” She shouted as she opened the door and noticed it was one of the guards.“I'm sorry for disturbing you, Ma'am. But you're expected in the boardroom in 15 minutes.” “Boardroom?” The house has a boardroom? That was the question in her mind.“Yes, where Boss hosts his meetings.” “And may I ask where is that?” She had like four-five days in the house.“The forth room on the left from this one.” “Okay, thank you.” She said. The guard just nodded and walked away.I c
The Next Morning.Jerald was having a bottle of water in the kitchen, leaning to the kitchen counter.Jennifer walked to the kitchen and stopped to take a look around, thinking maybe she'd find the red-haired woman. She was busy touching her eyes. They were watery.“Good Morning, Mrs. Carter.” He said to her and she smiled.“Morning, Mr. Carter.” Jennifer responded as she walked pass him, she took out a bowl and made herself some cereal.He noticed she was still wearing a bandage on her finger and he sighed.“Tough night?” Jennifer asked and he turned to her.“Uh… I wouldn't describe it as Tough.” He said and she smiled. “Okay.” She said having another spoon of cereal in her mouth.“Have you signed the contract?” He asked and she looked at him.“I'm still working on it.” She responded and Jerald sighed again. “How long do I have to wait?” He asked like he was so desperate to have his wife in bed.“A year or two. You should start organizing prostitutes for yourself.” He smiled at her
Meanwhile.“Can you believe this? Dad just called me like I said and guess what? The contract isn't just a marriage contract but the business contract.” Jennifer complained.“Well judging by the things you said about Jerald, I wouldn't mind being tied up on his bed by him.” Ashley said and Hellen high-fived her.“Guys… now is not the time for jokes. I don't love this man. We married out of paper. Now, I have to sign the contract.” Jennifer said folding her arms.“I just hate the fact that we don't know how he looks like. We tried to search him on the internet, social media, no luck. It's like his information is hidden.” Hellen said and Jennifer sighed.“It's almost 12pm. I have a shift at 2pm. I'm going to leave you, girlfriends.” Ashley stood up and kissed Hellen and Jennifer on their foreheads.“Wait… I need a lift. Can't take a bus.” Hellen also kissed Jennifer and they left her there.Jennifer settled the bill as she promised her friends and took out the contract from her bag.“Cl
"Pardon me?”“That's your safe word.” She sighed in relief but felt a little bit disappointed maybe she wanted to hear those three words from him. Or maybe she missed Mark.“But it has three words. It's a phrase.” “Iloveyou. It's one word. Has eight letters.” She sighed.“Don't you think it's too much?” “Too much for who? Me? Come on. We know we need each other for pleasure not for love. Besides, I can do all romantic things without feelings. After all, we both know you don't love me and I don't love you.” He said very coldly and she went silent.Silence filled the room.“Yes, you're right. I love you it is. I love you is it for stop or for I reached my limit?” She was hesitant at first but she finally said it.“Stop. As your husband and dominant, I'll know when you reached your limit. Your safe sign is a white handkerchief.” “Huh?”“Whenever you're gagged, you'll have a white handkerchief in your hand if you let it go it means stop.” He said and she nodded.“I understand.”“Don't
“Like what you see?” Jerald said in his husky voice and that made Jennifer realize that She have been staring at him the whole time.She looked at his face which had a devious smile.“What if I don't?” Her aim wasn't to be so seductive but when she said that it sounded so seductive.“I'll make you.” He said.“How?” She whispered and when she read his face she noticed that He was waiting for this question. “Thought you'd never ask.” He said.She raised her left eyebrows as she watched him take a sip from the bottle of brandy. Is that how it is done?...“This is how it is done.” He grabbed the behind of her neck and kissed her.To his surprise, she didn't respond to the kiss. Not even a little bit. Is it because of last night? A night ago when he had sex with a hooker?Instead of stopping he smirked.“Jennifer…” He said so humble and he pulled her hair arching her spine. “Uh…” She moaned in pain because the pull was unexpected. Why would he do that? Of course, He is a Sadist.He pushe