All Chapters of Daddy and Mommy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I took off my glasses, rubbing my eyes as I turned the last page of the document I was reviewing. It's almost 1 o'clock, and Jackson hasn't come to my office. I remember him telling me he'd be sitting in an important meeting.He also has to check on the interns and observe their progress. We expect nothing but perfection in our company, and we wanted to see if they fit for us.I went to drink some water and stretch my legs as well. I've been here since this morning. Judging by the contract, I might have to go on a business trip to Seattle.I heard rushing footsteps outside my office. I normally leave the door open, since there's only Jackson and me on this floor. Of course, we close it when I intend to make Jackson scream. Heels clicked on the tiled floor as whoever it was ran. They got closer.Addison came into view, almost toppling over, panting and looking a little out of it. I frowned, stood up, and walked over. "Miss Sinclair, is everything alright?""Yes," she let out breathless

| Samantha |Seeing the look on Jackson and Michael's faces had me feeling some type of way. I felt their eyes on me, through the crowd. I tried to fight the blush from my face but it was proving to be harder, as soon as I laid my eyes on Jackson.The intensity of their gaze on me had me almost stumbling on my steps. I gripped the rails tighter."Oh my God, they're shooketh," Addison commented next to me. "You, my friend, broke them," I let out a smile."That was the whole point, baby girl," I said with a slight tilt of my head. My eyes settled on Michael and he hasn't stopped looking at me. Jackson had a smile, eyeing Michael. I don't know what's going on in their minds, but I hope it's all good things. I barely acknowledge the crowd, my focus on my two scrumptious men.Once I was at the bottom of the stairs, I grabbed Jordan's hand, hopping down the last steps. "Thanks, Jordan," I said offering a kind smile."You're welcome," he said letting my hand go once I was on stable grounds.

| Jackson |We...uhm," I began, after what felt like forever. I gestured for Samantha to sit next to me, helping her up from the floor. She obliged without question and instead gripped my hand with both hers, squeezing lightly to offer comfort. "Michael and I...we lied to you," I admitted shamefully. "About what...happened to me when I was in hospital," I eyed her"Okay," she was calm, with no sign of sadness. "Then...what really happened, baby?""Something...traumatic," I let out shakily, not wanting to meet Samantha's eyes. Her hand was firm and comforting. It was enough to keep me going as the memories swirled in my head."Baby, you don't have to talk about it if it's-""I want to," I said quickly, swallowing. "I-I need you to know. I mean," I focused on one spot in this room. "We've been...friends for a long time and I feel like it's wrong that I kept this from you," I admitted. "I'm sorry,""Don't apologize. You would have told me if you wanted me to know at that time," she said

"Oh my, Michael baby," Karen Marie Byron hurried back into my line of vision, smiling widely. "I thought I saw you in there. But then, you disappeared. It's been so long. I missed you, Michael, baby." I recoiled when her arm stretched out to touch me. Her smile wavered. "I was hoping to talk," she said, playing it off.I can see the fear in her eyes. The nervousness that she's trying so hard to shake off. "Oh yeah? You want to talk?" I crossed my arms, facing her. "I'm listening," I said, entertaining her. Her smile returned."I know that I left so suddenly," she began, occasionally looking around. "My dad needed me to handle one of his offices in Canada, so I had to go. I was hoping..." She stepped closer, closing the distance between us. "If...you'd like to...catch up," I narrowed my eyes at her. "I know we had a connection, Michael baby. You and I," I nodded along, battling an internal war that I was slowly but surely losing control of."You and I," I repeated. Her smile widened as

When I came to consciousness, I had a massive headache. I blinked and focused on the buzzing sound around me. I shivered, feeling cold.My mouth was dry, and I was stiff as hell. Looking around, I realised I was in a small space. A small cold space. Shivering yet again, I realised I was naked. My skin was pale and frozen.I'm inside of a walk-in fridge. What am I doing here? I looked around and confirmed it. I was so cold I could barely feel my limbs. My feet were tied together with a cable tie, and my skin was chipping away. My hands were tied behind me, and I had a cloth tied to my face.As my mind finally registered what had happened to me, I knew I would be here for a long time. I was still in Michael's place, inside of the walk-in fridge. Michael rarely used it, only for special occasions when there's lots of meat to be stored.It is empty right now.How could Karen do this to me? To us? I thought she wanted to be with us. She had fooled us. How long until Michael finds out I'm m