FORBIDDEN PASSION: Sold to My Uncle, Loved by His Son
“I'll try to speak with my travel agency to give me an extension; I'll do anything for you.”
“I love you, Jackson.” I smiled, leaning down, my lips grazing her ear. “I love you heartily too, Jade; you are the best thing that has ever happened to me.”
She laughed, then held my hands tightly, clutching her head. “Same here, the pain was worth it; at least it made me meet you.” The door creaked open.
The family doctor walked in, black bag in hand, his salt-and-pepper beard trimmed neatly as always. “Good evening Mr. Jackson and Ms. Jade, I heard you tripped off the stairs; are you okay?”