บททั้งหมดของ The Widow's Harem: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

JocelynI stared back at the reflection in the mirror, gazing at the beautiful woman I saw looking back at me. My hair was pulled into a tight ponytail at the top of my head, long locks of natural blond hair curled just right hanging around my shoulders. A few strands were strategically pulled out, framing my face. My sky-blue eyes seemed more lively tonight than they had been recently. I had put more care into my make-up and could see the instant difference it made. Gone was the stone-faced businesswoman. In her place stood the shadow of the woman I once was before I became a widow. A woman who was once carefree and knew exactly what she wanted out of life. A woman who never once had to worry about the security of her future.That was until tragedy struck.Gone was the vivacious woman, replaced by someone who had to upend everything she knew amidst the heartbreak she faced, and had to learn how to swim in a man's world she knew next to nothing about and took over her late husband's b

JocelynI did as I was told, not sure how all of this was going to play out.I went inside the quiet house, surprised to find it rather empty despite how many people were there. Then again, most had gotten themselves covered in mud. Out of respect and politeness, most wouldn't come inside unless they absolutely had to.I heard a few muffled shouts as I made my way towards Vince's bedroom. His house was familiar. I had spent some time here before, entertaining clients and business prospects. Other times, I had come by to babysit Vincent's son, Jack. I knew my way around. I had spent time with Vince before today. It had just been ... different somehow.As I grabbed a towel from the hallway closet on my way to the room, a shadow suddenly morphed out of the guest bedroom. The scream was caught in my throat as Tristan struck. One large, warm hand covered my mouth briefly as he pinned me against the wall with his body. When he was sure I wouldn't just start screaming, he dropped his hand an

Jocelyn"Can you at least tell me what I did?" The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.I just wanted to know what I did wrong and if there was anything I could do to mend our partnership, if anything. Of course, I would be crushed if we couldn't remain friends or intimate partners after what he laid on me, but I could live with that.What I couldn't live with was losing one more valuable person in my life. I couldn't live with having to figure out a way to split the company or work together in a hostile environment. And, by the tension and the absolute loathing I saw in his gaze, it would be hostile."I promise I will leave and, if needed, I'll come up with a creative solution to stay away from you. I'll go work at the new building if I have to." I didn't care if I had to make the drive. "Please, just tell me what injustice I have caused to make you look at me like this." Maybe there was a simple explanation I could give and all of this would blow over?"You're a chea

Jocelyn His accusations and words were intentionally hurtful. I could see the pain buried deep in his gaze and the desire to hurt me as I had hurt him. I took it all. I took all the pain. I took all the accusations silently. I listened patiently and intently, so when it was my turn to speak, I could address everything he laid at my feet. When he was finally done, he leaned smugly against the door, arms crossed, as if he had won some kind of pissing match. The way he stared at me intently gave me the impression he was waiting for me to vehemently refute his claims and accusations. To defend myself and my honor in the same manner he had gone about accusing me. What came instead, knocked him off his guard. Taking a deep breath, I chose to stay seated. I didn't want to come off as threatening in any way. I allowed him to remain in the position of

Jocelyn  "Oh my lord, where the heck are you!?" Riley shot as his COD character ran around on the screen, trying to find me. My laughter filled the room as I made my character duck down again after my failed attempt to shoot him. I had already taken Vincent out, and he was watching in amusement as we played. Vince had suggested playing a game and Riley chose COD. I had played it before a handful of times, but I wasn't that good at it. "Jesus, stop trying to snipe me woman!" Riley's character was zig-zagging and jumping around, trying to avoid my sporadic shooting. When he was out of reach, I left my perch and went in pursuit of him. It was time to sh*t or get off the pot. Once Riley realized what I was doing, he turned his character around. We had an all-out mini-war and I came out the victor. "You're pretty good at this," Victor complimented.