Jessica Chastain Novels & Stories

A sudden scream came from the room. Stanley strode across the room, his long legs moving quickly. His hand grasped the door handle and pushed the door open. "What happened?" But Jessica hadn't had an accident. She had just stepped out of the shower, now wearing nothing but Stanley's white dress shirt. Since Jessica had been trained in dance from a young age, her curves were undeniable. The shirt, large on her, only accentuated her alluring figure. Stanley furrowed his brows. "You're done with the shower? Then can you show me the crystal pendant now?"

She knew that eventually, he would be back home, she would cherish the memories they had shared and the bond they had formed. She wanted to show him how much she cared for him, and she knew that a simple "thank you" wouldn't be enough. So, she decided to do something bold and unexpected. She went shopping and bought a sexy outfit, something she would never normally wear. She wanted to surprise Delcan and show him how she truly felt. She knew it was a risk, but she was willing to take it. She texted him and told him to come home early. But he tried cause he was busy at work. He had been working late for weeks, and he missed spending time with her. When he walked through the door, he was surpr

Claire Richmond... Charlie’s ex-wife, leaned casually against the doorframe, looking every bit the polished socialite in a sleek black dress. Her lips curved into a cool, amused smile as she watched them. Jessica’s eyes widened in pure panic as she tried to scramble off Charlie’s lap, her body jolting backward. But Charlie’s strong hands grabbed her hips, holding her firmly in place. He continued to thrust up harder, burying his cock even deeper inside her with a low, possessive growl.

I hung up and asked a maid to allow him in. He rushed upstairs panting as he held my phone. I collected it and played the video that was on the screen. I couldn't say anything as I saw Jessica, if that's her name, look like a zombie while staring at a burning house. She was smiling, a smile that looked more of someone that had lost everything. She stood still for kind and everyone around there screamed then fell to the ground. It wasn't a pleasant sight but I wanted to hide my expression from Marshall. Marshall looked at me as if he was about to cry. She smelled of ashes. Like I predicted, he started crying.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

"Mama, I have something to confess to you. But before that, promise me one thing. You won't react and won't blame yourself for anything, okay? I need your support in whatever I am in." Jessica roamed her gazes in both ladies. From the beginning, she knew something was not right. And finally, her guess is right. She was scared but just for the sake of her daughter, she nodded. "Fine, I won't." She promised. Inhaling a deep breath Chloe mocked her gaze with her mother. "Mama, as you know I used to be the private maid for Maiden Anastasia, right?" "Hmm... What about that?" She was very eager to know, yet trying to keep her composed.

When I enter, I turn my wrist to check the time and it is exactly 10 am. Before I can sit, the door opens again and Arabel walks in alone. She flashes a beautiful smile at Ashley and Ashley does the same, waving at her, making me wonder what is going on between the two of them. Arabel is wearing a beautiful leather skirt with a black shiny jacket. Her hair is packed in a bun and her make-up is out of the world. She looks stunning. I don't realize I am gawking until she clears her throat and Ashley slams the door shut. Jerking back to life, I look down to hide my embarrassment for being caught gaping.

A slender hand emerged, followed by a figure that took everyone’s breath away. Jessica stepped out of the car, her navy-blue gown shimmering under the sunlight. The gown hugged her figure perfectly, the intricate beadwork catching the light. Her long, raven-black hair was styled in soft curls, framing her face beautifully. Her makeup was impeccable, enhancing her doll-like features and giving her an almost ethereal glow. Louis’s jaw tightened as he watched her approach. Jessica’s olive-green eyes met his, and she held his gaze as she brought her phone to her ear.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Jessica.” She laughs, shaking her head. “Oh, sweetheart. It’s already done.” ___ Jessica’s POV – A New Order I walk into the dining room with my head held high, my heels clicking against the floor as I take my seat at the head of the table. The maids immediately begin serving breakfast, moving with the precision I expect from them. Yet, despite the delicious aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling sausage, Chloe and Stanley’s mother remain motionless, their arms crossed, their plates untouched.

Family is made out of loyalty and not out of blood relations. - Damien RAIN POV I saw a beautiful woman standing at the main door. She was wearing a short red cocktail dress. Her dirty blonde were in a bob cut. Her dress was showing a bit too much of her assets but yet she looked sophisticated. She was very tall around 6'1. Her long milky legs were on full display as she confidently strode in our direction. "Darling I missed you.", she stated a bit too sweetly.