Jump In The Cadillac Novels & Stories

“I need to confirm her identity. I want you to have the best. And second… I’m liking Adrian more and more.” A car honks outside. I lift my head. “Adrian’s here. I have to go.” “Okay, babe. Take care and send me that number.” “I will.” I hang up, grab my bag, and head out of my room. Adrian had told me to get ready and that he’d come by to pick me up. He didn’t tell me anything except to wear something casual. Preferable leggings. I step outside, locking the door behind me and freeze, when I turn. Adrian is standing beside a black, brand-new Cadillac Escalade and not just any Escalade. It's the V-series.

It’s strange to think how much has changed in so little time… and even stranger to think that the recruiter has been in contact with Claire since my arrival. Pursing my lips, I glance down at my cell phone in my jeans pocket… and then think better of it. Maybe it’s better not to know. My feet are aching in my battered combat boots by the time we reach the edge of the wilderness area, where a nearly-deserted parking lot awaits our arrival. Of the few cars that are parked here, one of them stands out like a sore thumb: a big, shiny SUV—a Cadillac Escalade, if I had to guess. “Did the scouts put this here?” Ivy asks, her eyes widening.

I gulp with fear and as soon as he turns to look in my direction, his face softens but again gets pulled into a frown when he registers me shivering despite the warm weather. Before he can ask me anything, I quickly divert his attention saying, “I’m sorry for your car” He shoots me an incredulous look that screams, ‘Are you serious?’ “Trust me, Phoebe, my car’s the last thing I should be caring about right now!” He exclaims and starts the ignition as I peer over the damaged passenger door of the car through the window (which is still thankfully intact). Cadillac Ciel – Damn, what a waste of a good car…

He was not to be underestimated! As soon as Deaton got out of the car, he enthusiastically ran to the front, personally opened the door of the Cadillac, and said, “Miss Joo.”

Elizabeth's point of view: We got down to the parking lot, where a pure white Cadillac Escalade limo sat waiting just in front of the elevator. As soon as we stepped out, the driver rushed forward, fumbling to open the door for Richard. But Richard stopped him, "The lady first." Richard instructed. And the driver nodded redirecting his efforts to me. I tried not to blush as I stepped inside, my breath hitching at the sheer luxury surrounding me. The interior was sleek, with plush leather seats, a TV screen, and crystal-clear wine glasses arranged neatly beside a fully stocked mini fridge. It was the kind of car that screamed wealth, the kind I had only ever seen in movies.

I closed my eyes, about to jump off a building, when an ill-timed phone ringtone blared. On the other end of the phone came a voice that I couldn't be more familiar with. It was my own voice. "Don't jump, Jack Sterling."

The three by four inch card gave me a sense of freedom I’d never had. Maggie was waiting at the house when I returned from the motor vehicle department. She handed me a remote to one of Reed’s other cars. It was a black Cadillac Escalade—bright, shiny, and new, worth more money than I’d made in my entire life. It was parked next to my old trailer and was in the garage when we moved in. I checked the registration just in case Reed pulled a fast one on me, but he’d purchased it six months before I tried to burglarize his home. I was afraid to drive it, but figured I needed to get over that fear. I was just leaving the garage, forgoing the temptation to take it for a drive, when my phone sounde

I turned in the direction of the noise and noticed a sleek silver Cadillac. The car screamed luxury. The automated gates were open and the car was driven into the compound. I did not recognize it so I knew that it did not belong to anyone that I knew. Also, the windows were tinted so I could not see who was driving. The front door opened as the driver got down from the car. It was Sterling coming from inside the house. He walked past me and approached the person who was getting out of the fancy car. The person that got down was a girl my age. She had wavy blonde hair and looked like a model. I watched Sterling embrace her, reaching for her buttocks in the process.

I needed to look classy and beautiful to start work in Caden's company on Monday. It's an entertainment company and I have not worked in one before. I'm excited about it and I know I will do well there. "I will drive you." Caden smiled at me and took the car keys before I could grab them. I wanted to protest but I let him have his way. I got into the passenger seat and closed the door. Caden got into the drivers seat and fastebed his seat belt. He smiled at me before driving out of the compound. We got to the shopping Mall and Caden picked a very pretty jumpsuit and placed it on my body as if he was checking me out.

I could tell by the dark aura swirling off his broad shoulders that shit had hit the fan. He regarded me fully as I climbed down the small staircase of the jet, then started to take lazy strides towards me. An attempt to calm himself down because he was inches from losing his shit! I saw the look on his face, and I instantly hated what was coming next! “I didn’t think you’d be here by now.” He said as I joined him, and the two of us walked to the black Cadillac. I didn’t think I would be here as well. “The situation sounded urgent,” I responded climbing into the back seat. He joined me. The door was closed behind me with a soft thud, and the driver climbed into the seat before giving me a re