Sorry Miss Jackson Novels & Stories

Yoseph muttered as he pulled out a small brown bottle from the drawer and shut down the computer. Worried about being discovered, I hurried back to my bedroom, changed into a fresh pair of underwear, and sat on the bed, lost in thought. Who was the woman in the video whose face wasn't fully shown? As I replayed the scene in my mind—her being pinned down by Yoseph, driven to the point of losing her senses, and desperately arching her hips—a wave of unprecedented shame washed over me. Even prostitutes wouldn't act so wantonly when serving clients.

Chris reminded. I closed my eyes and, in my reverie, I pictured Riley, Brixx, and Mason looking disappointed because I ditched them for work. I shook my head. “Okay. I will see what I can do.” I told Chris. “But for the love of C*rist, stall them. Dance, sing, do anything to keep Jagger entertained.” I told him before dropping the call. Next, I called Briana, but she was not picking up. I figured she would be busy by now.

" Everything is fine? “I was coming back from work and by chance I ran into Patrick and he's on his way out, isn't that right, Patrick? Patrick soon nodded. Jackson looked at me, realizing that I wasn't okay. “So, see you around…“Patrick stated and soon left the place, leaving just the three of us. I sighed feeling enormous relief, then looked at Shirley who got up and hugged me. " Are you fine? “Jackson looked worried. “Would you mind accompanying us to my apartment?” I appealed, leaving my pride aside, as I feared he would return. I knew men like Patrick, who was an evil man and left me with no doubt whatsoever that he was a pedophile. " Clear! We are neighbors. “ Jackson smiled, noticing

Did something go wrong? Before Mr. Miller could answer, a police siren wailed outside. Two uniformed officers rushed into the yard with grim expressions. They surveyed everyone in the yard, finally resting their gaze on my parents. One officer said firmly, "We are here to verify the situation regarding Nina Graham. Yesterday, she was at a rented apartment near the train station when an accident occurred. Sadly, she has passed away." Mom's face went pale as she yelled, "No! My daughter was fine! How could she be dead? You're wrong! She's just hiding to frighten me!"

Then he vanished into the night. Jade blinked awake, her throat dry and her head foggy. Jackson was slumped in a chair beside her, his jacket draped over him like a makeshift blanket. She reached for the glass of water on the table, gulping it down greedily. “Hey, you’re up,” Jackson said, stirring awake. He stood quickly, steadying the glass as she drank. “Easy there.” “My parents,” Jade croaked, her voice raw. “Are they okay?” Jackson hesitated, his face falling. “Jade… I’m sorry. They didn’t make it.”

Five hours till my flight. Eric showed up with a doctor. They patched me up. I finally relaxed. With what little strength I had left, I forced the words out. "Get me... on that plane." Loree Koester, goodbye forever.

I knew that Jackson also made that connection when Katherine was introduced to everyone and in some way, that was the final straw that broke him down. Jackson looked away, his jaw working as if he was holding back words that he wanted to spit out. "I never said that." He finally spits out. I pinched the bridge of my nose between my fingers and sighed. "You're right and I'm sorry…I shouldn't have said that about Gracie." I apologized. With one short nod directed my way by Jackson, I'm forgiven so I put aside all personal matters.

From her friend’s tone, it seemed like there was something she didn’t know. She shook her head. “Why? Did something happen?” Her voice trembled as she tried to swallow the lump in her throat. Chelle leaned on the reception desk and whispered into Bree’s ear. “It’s the death anniversary of his wife. I don’t know exactly, but sir Jackson lost it yesterday. We were all scared because he was like a demon. If Rex hadn’t been here to stop him, I don’t even know what would’ve happened.” Bree was shocked. Jackson went wild yesterday?

"You lost the right to care when you decided to kiss my rivalry. Now, if you'll excuse me, Kia and I came here to have a good time, and that doesn't include exes." "Tati! wait, I can explain!" He calls out as I'm walking away. I turn around, ready to listen to his lame excuse, but I can't bear to look at the pitiful excuse of an ex. "Explain what, Jackson, how you humiliated me? How I had to take a hiatus and hide? Standing by as the witch ran my name through the dirt. No, thank you, no explanation needed!" "It was a mistake, baby. I love you." Jackson says with puppy dog eyes.

Jackson continued to urge, "Maya, speak up! Quickly apologize to Ms. Shaffer. As long as you apologize, I can consider continuing our relationship." Maya's eyelashes trembled upon hearing his words. Meanwhile, Rose said with a cold smirk, "I don't need an apology. I told you, I don't know Mr. Gibson or Mr. Finch. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving." Before anyone could respond, she turned and left. However, Jackson, who had failed in his plea for mercy, shifted all the blame to Maya. He suddenly slapped her hard across the face. The loud smack reverberated throughout the hall, accompanied by the socialites' continuous mockery.