Hera's POV The trip to David's house was uneventful, except for the myriad of thoughts buzzing in my head, as I pondered on what my next move would be. I had to run from the cops in a place I wasn’t familiar with. As if my life didn’t already suck. Now I was practically a fugitive, with no one to turn to, because every freaking person I knew was being arrested. Well, everyone except David. Despite my fear that I would get caught or sighted at least, I arrived safely. The temperature had dropped by the time I arrived at the subway station. I pulled my coat tighter around me and wished I had been calm enough to pack a muffler or head warmer but the hoodie I wore underneath the coat would have to do. Slinging my overnight bag over my shoulder, I started walking down, my mind full of possibilities. If I hid out in David's house for a few days, maybe I could contact Marlani and get money from her. Or maybe I would just be revealing my exact location to her so she coul
Chapter 94 Marco's POV There are moments in your life when you know you’re being played, but you decide to ignore the signs hoping that the truth would turn out to be a lie. I knew right from the start that Jessica didn’t love me, as a matter of fact a lot of times she proved that by threatening to leave me whenever I was broke. Juss didn’t care about any of that, she started splitting her salary after I lost my job, and never made me feel like I didn’t contribute a dime when she bought the house. When Juss found out I was cheating with Jessica, instead of kicking us out, she left, I wondered what kind of person she was. And I realized what my issue with her was. She was too perfect for me. I’m a cunning, ungrateful bastard and she is a good woman, one I didn’t deserve. Looking back at how things were, I realize that Juss was never the problem, she was the best partner anyone could ask for. That little Eggust Flemming saw that before I did. I was the problem, I kn
Eggust’s Pov The anger I nurtured on my way to the police station morphed to triple fold the second I discovered that they got the wrong person. “How do you mean you got the wrong person?” I questioned Ezekiel in anger, but he said nothing. They arrested an innocent person and while I knew that was mostly my fault due to the orders I gave I was still angry regardless. “I need an explanation.” I demanded. “The person they brought is innocent. She just happened to be guilty by association. The original blackmailer is her cousin, at least according to what she said, which I have a hard time believing.” He said just the way they explained to us. I went into the interrogation room and looked at the lady sitting before me. “How does it feel to be finally caught?” I clenched my fists, “how does it feel to completely ruin someone’s life. Do you know how many nights she stayed up crying? Worrying about what next dimwits like you would do to dent her image? I clenched my fist
Juss' POV "You don't have to be selfish on this one too, Juss. I've been asking like forever. After all I've done for you, you can't do this one thing for me?" Marco complained, looking like a kid who's candy was stolen. I stared back at him as he turned to face the window, hands akimbo while muttering to himself.Sighing, I rubbed the nape of my neck slightly. I just came in from a stressful day at work. I was too tired to do this right now.Sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of water in front of me, I wasn't paying much attention to what he was saying.The Dean had requested a meeting that took up most of the day and I had to rush through 3 lectures after that. I hadn't even had lunch, coming home to Marco acting like a sonofabitch was the least I expected. Not like you can ever expect much from the man."We've gone through this so many times! Tell me, what is wrong with me buying a house in my name, Marco?" I finally asked him. Since we were going to do this, I might
Juss's POVThe weather had never felt so cold in my life. I staggered into my room and sat on the bed, willing myself not to cry but the tears were already blurring my vision.How could Marco have done this to me? After all these years we had spent together. I thought he loved me but clearly, that wasn't the case. After I caught him cheating on me, he didn't even have the decency to chase me down and apologize to me.Why did this keep happening to me? He was not the first man to break my heart this way. I thought with the others that it was because we hadn't been as intimate mentally as we had been physically but that was not the case with Marco. We’d been together for so long that I was convinced he was the one. Now, I don't know anymore.I stood up and went to the mirror, scrutinizing my tear-streaked reflection. Something was wrong with me. It had to be me! I wanted to run away from myself. I needed time to think.Going into the bathroom, I wiped off the mascara from my face, the
Eggust’s POV I stared at the girls on the bed in front of me as we intertwined our bodies together, their moans almost like a storm and movements gentle, just the way I liked. It was as if we acted out a scene that I had already played in my head, doing exactly what I wanted without me having to say a single word. They knew just how to please me, I made sure of that. They weren’t my usual type, but they would make do for now. I got off on fucking women that looked just like her, because that the was the closest I got to her. I used to be a part of her world, but somehow she shut me out completely. I missed the bond we once shared, the way she looked at me and saw right through me. What existed between us was volatile, she made me feel like a liquid in a container bursting with joy. I had hoped my newly acquired toys would give me a bit of that feeling. I had told them once how I expected them to behave and they, my perfect little lambs, knew not to disobey or not act acc
Eggust’s POV "When did she leave Mexico and at what time did she get to England?" I asked Ezekiel, giving him barely any time to answer either of the questions. It was hard for Ezekiel Salvador to catch up with me sometimes, I won’t blame it on my impatience, but his sluggishness, I’m never wrong. I practically marched to my car, my bodyguards circled around me like a fog, he had to jog along to keep up with my pace. I turned to see him adjusting the glasses on his nose, as he let his hands flip through the pages of the journal in his hand as he said, "I don’t really know when or how she left México, but by nine today, she was already here. She hasn't gotten herself a hotel room yet but has been in a bar all by herself for the past two hours—" “Also, she didn’t have much belongings with her, just a mini box and a duffel bag. It seems she left in a hurry. I’m afraid something might have happened to miss Juss, and…...” The rest of the words ne
Juss’s Pov It felt both real and like a dream, a pair of eyes were on me and I could feel them piercing through my soul and I suddenly opened my eyes to see an actual pair of eyes nearly boring a hole in my face. I was so alarmed that I almost fell off the bed, but a strong arm grabbed my waist and firmly held me. Trying to control my fear, I gradually raised my face to see the person doing this to me and I almost melted in his arm when I saw a pair of deep blue eyes looking helplessly into mine. Who..who are you?” I stuttered, trying in vain to look away. Instead of answering my question, he pulled me closer and kissed my forehead. I tried to push him off, but his grip wasn’t something I could pull myself from. “What do you want from me?” “You!” He said flatly, sending chills down my spine. “I want you Juss.” He sounded so possessive and in control that I wondered where he got his audacity from. Holy Moly! He knew my name! I scanned his features with my eyes, tryin