Semua Bab A Broken Contract (Alpha's Secret Regret): Bab 141 - Bab 150

My cell phone was on my desk in my office at Nick's. I didn’t have the patience to wait longer for my phone call. So I strode to the desk phone sitting near my bed and immediately dialed Nasir, the wife's chauffeur.“Hello, beta,” he greeted. “Great to hear from you. Glad everyone’s unharmed.”“Thanks. How’s it going over there?”“Very well. Mrs Carlisle is at her local church with her mother this evening,” he informed. “She said she had to go. It's some sort of a holy day for her religion.”She was attending Mass on a Wednesday? Wow. Her mother was making her, no doubt. Maybe she sensed that the girl's "demon" was awake. I wouldn't be surprised if she suggested an exorcism next. Maybe I should have a talk with that woman. Make her tell me about the girl's father.I shook my head to clear out the intruding thought.“So where are you?” “I'm waiting a few blocks from the church. They both rode in her old car. I tailed them here and would pick her up once she's done.”“I see. Let me kno

Jane POVFor the first time in weeks, Orphic Valley felt quiet. Too quiet for my liking. Everyone was away. Well, not everyone. Just Sara, the hubby and Jet as far as I was concerned. I wanted to do something with myself but had no idea what. The feeling was so bad that, when my mom asked that I followed her to church yesterday, I hadn't even uttered one word of protest. She'd been shocked silent for the whole evening too.I told myself that I was making up for not sleeping at home these days. Plus it was the Feast of Assumption, after all. A holy day of obligation. So why not. Plus my mother had finally come to terms with not having me around every night. It didn't hurt to compensate her for it.The absence of my three new favourite people was not the reason I felt so bored. And bored was the wrong word because I dreaded acknowledging the actual feeling.Incomplete was a better term. For some unknown reason, I was experiencing a deep, unfamiliar longing for someone. It all began t

Jane POVJake stood in the middle of the living room with his phone in one hand. The other hand fisted on his jacket, which he had just taken off but was still holding on to. I could tell that he had just come home too. His signature scent was still mixed with that of the plane. Which meant he'd just flown in.That odd glitter was present in his eyes, but his face was unreadable.I began forming a casual reply to his question in my mind when he grew impatient."Well, did you, wife?"His breathing was unsteady this time. Oddly, it felt like he was fighting to maintain composure."Yeah, I did. Loads," I replied and started to walk away. He moved towards me as he asked, "So you like to dance, huh?"I stopped. "How do you know I danced?""Cuz you look like you did. And you're half drunk."He was right. I was half-drunk and feeling bold.“Well, good of you to notice. Oh and I'm glad you're here.” I kept my tone light and nonchalant. “I called you yesterday. Guess you were busy. What's

Jane's POVThe relief I felt from thrashing the place was short-lived. As it seeped away, guilt took its place. I looked about me at the damage and decided it was uncalled for. I'd let my emotions take control and acted like a spoilt child.These thoughts only re-ignited my anger, making me decide I couldn't be under his roof. At least, not tonight. Racing up the stairs, I grabbed my jacket and my backpack. There were eighty-six days left in the contract. If we were both lucky, all of this would be over before then. But how could I bear this hole in my heart? This yearning for someone who was making a great effort to keep me at arms length?I tapped the Uber icon on my phone and began to order a ride as I stomped out of the room. Nasir waited by the edge of the stairs like he knew what I would do next."Mrs. Carlisle, you're heading out? I'll get the car.""My name is Jane!" I snapped. "And it's not your business where I'm going. Tell your boss I don't need you to babysit me, alright

Jake POVI watched Jane, gauging her emotions and worrying that I may have made it worse. I was here to make up, not make her angrier.But she wasn't upset like I feared. In fact, she was actually considering what I'd just said. And underneath all of the anxiety and disappointment in her mom, the lust simmered still, a powerful heat that matched the fierce hunger inside me. I wanted to taste her. I needed more than a taste. Goddess help me, but what if we cross the line?The answer was simple. All agreements would be void because it sure as hell wouldn't end with a kiss or smooching like last time.We'd be very fated! Crossing the line would cement the bond, locking it tighter into place. Talk about a real mess. But we'd still be married, right?Keep your head on topic, beta.The way she looked at me was powerfully distracting. It was electrifying. I was thinking with my d!ck and needed to get my head back to work.I dragged my focus back to the conversation, telling myself to be pl