TAMING
MR
j£rkFACE
Own by
An Overbearing billionaire
Racheal Dennis.
Chapter 36
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Debby’s pov
FK’s restaurant….!
A familiar female voice gro-an s as I bu-mped into her while walking in… I quic-kly raises my head to apologise.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t….Laura?” I called in a surprise tone.
“Debby!” She smiled and gave me a brief hvg.
She pu-lls away from the hvg and adjust the bags in her hands. I look around trying to find Michael but he’s not in sight.
“Laura, why are you here alone? Where is your husband?” I asked.
“Oh, I c@m£ by to get some veggies from my sister… and Michael is meeting up with the boys!”
“Your sister?”
“Yeah, my elder sister owns this restaurant”
“You mean.. Mason’s mom is your sister?!”
She nods.. this world is really a small place, who would’ve thought Laura and Mason’s mom are sisters.
“Are you here to eat?”
“I’m actually meeting a friend here”
She frowns a little and chuckles.
“Ok, I know you ain’t the type to cheat on Andre.. but is this friend a he or she?”
I laughed at her question.. it’s kinda funny.
“A she!” I replied.
We shared a good laugh.
“Well, is she here yet?”
“Nope… I guess?”
“Well, I have been meaning to tell you a proper thank you for helping me save my marriage… ”
I rolled my eyes and re-lease an exaggerated sigh.
“Laura…” I drag her name. “There’s no nee-d to thank me, I did nothing at all”
“Don’t be so modest… My marriage was on the verge of breaking ap@rt, but you c@m£ at the right time…. plea-se, let me treat you to a meal”
“You don’t have to…. ”
“No, I have to and besides, we are friends alre-ady… let’s have a meal together until your friend arrive”
I think about it… She’s just trying to show her gratitude, rejecting her won’t be so nice.
Also, I could use her company while waiting for Anna… I smiled and nod.
“Ok, let’s find a table” I said.
I look around and saw an empty table by the window.. I point towards it.
“Let’s go there!” I told her.. I gr-ab her hand and rushed towards the table.
We sit down and a waiter approach us… wearing a warm welcoming smile.
“Welcome to FK’s… what would you like to order?”
Looking at the waiter a second time, I realized he’s not familiar.. which means he’s new here, else he would have known my usual.
Hmm, well, I don’t wanna stuff my stomach.. I plan to have dinner with my sweetheart later.
Rewind… Sweetheart?!
Why do I suddenly like the sound of that?
“Debby?” Laura snaps her f!ngersacross my eyes.
I blinked.
“What’s your order?” She asked me.
“Oh! I’ll only nee-d a sandwich and a cu-p of sweet coffee!” I told the waiter.
He turns to Laura…
“I’ll have the same as her” she told him… he quic-kly left to go get our order.
Right at that moment, the bell at the entrance rings.. indicating a new customer c@m£ in.
I raised my head and saw Anna looking around.. I guess she’s looking for me.
“Anna!” I waved her over.
She sees me and wave back, she rushed to our table and makes herself comfortable in a chair between Laura and I.
“Sorry, I’m late…” She paused when she sees Laura. “This is..” she trails off.
“Let me introduce you… Anna this is Laura, my friend…. Laura this is Anna, my childhood friend and boss!”
They both shake hands and I rolled my eyes… what are they? Business p@rtners?
I and Laura’s order arrived.. Anna quic-kly ordered the same thing too.
“So, Debby, remember that news about CHIC I mentioned earlier?” Anna asked.
I nod, since my mouth is stuffed with sandwich and can’t speak… I chew quic-kly because I know what she’s gonna say next will make me scream.
“Well, I just received an email that we can still sign the contract!!” She said excitedly.
I squeal… Laura closes her ears and stares at me weirdly.
“We’re gonna be their designer and model!” Anna added and joins me.
Laura cl@ps her hands to get our attention… Anna and I quiet down to listen to her.
“Er… Isn’t CHIC Andre’s company?” She asked.
“Yeah” Anna and I replied.
She nods thoughtfully.
“That’s why they let you sign the contract after that scandal” she said.
She’s right… CHIC have a very strict principle, they don’t give second chances.
But since it’s my b©yfri£nd’s company, bending the rules a little bit for me isn’t that bad.. right?
“It doesn’t matter why they let us sign the contract… what matters is that we get to make our dreams come true” Anna said.
Laura and I nod.
“You’re right” Laura supports her.
Speaking about the contract.. I suddenly remembers Lucas.
“Anna, how is Lucas doing? Have you checked on him?”
“I don’t know how he’s doing currently.. but doctor Mike back in Spain told me his condition is stable but his CT scan results will tell it he’s really alright”
I nod.
“Lucas? Isn’t he the male model Andre fought on stage?” Laura asked.
So she watched the news too.. I guess she noticed my surprised expression. She chuckles lightly.
“Don’t get me wrong… I love watching fashion cu-p upd@t£s”
Oh.. now it makes s-en-se. Laura shake her head.
“Andre, did a number on that guy… I thought he’d pas-s out”
“He did pas-s out!” Anna and I said almost at once.
We all sighed… Lucas is going throu-gh a lot of pain because of me.. because of my lie.
Had I told Andre the truth about joining the fashion cu-p… Had I had the courage to enter his presidential suite and let him see me.. this wouldn’t have happened.
Lucas wouldn’t be lying on a hospital be-d by now… It’s all because of my lie.
But you can’t blame me… Andre always fli-ps when he hears Lucas’s name.
Heck, it’s important I tell him about Lucas’s family issue.. but he’s gonna throw a big tantrums, so it’s best I keep it to myself.
“Anna, let’s go visit Lucas after we’re done here” I suggest.
“Ok.. I was actually thinking the same thing!” She agreed.
Laura’s phone rings and she quic-kly reached for it.
“Hello?”
……….
“Right now?”
………..
“Oh, oh, I’ll be right there!” She said and hangs up.
She stands up and picked her bags carefully.
“Anna, Debby, sorry but I have to go” she said in a panic voice.
“Is everything ok?” Anna and I asked at once.
“I don’t know yet… Something happened at my boutique, my secretary said there’s fire!”
Anna and I g@sped.. she drops a card on the table.
“There’s my number.. we’ll keep in t©uçh!” Then she rushed off.
“I pray nothing should go wrong” Anna said.
We continue eating our sandwich in silence…then I remembered Sean.
I nudge Anna gently and she st©ps eating and look at me.
I clear my throat.
“How is it going with you and Sean? I remember he was clinging onto you in Spain”
Her cheeks instantly flame up and she smiled broadly.
“Nothing much”
“Nothing much?”
“Well, you know I haven’t been in a relationsh!pfor a long time now…so, I wanna give Sean a chance and see where it leads us”
I nod… Anna always believed in fairy tales.. happily ever after…but her previous relationsh!pwas in fact the opposite of happily ever after.
Her ex was always cheating on her and looking down on her…no matter how ha-rd Anna tries to be his equal. So, Anna decided to give up.
She giving Sean a chance is a very rare opportunity.
“Well, I’m happy that you’re re-ady to give yourself a second chance!” I told her.
“I’m kinda happy too.. maybe Sean will be different”
I nod.
“I know he’s different…let me tell you a secret”
“A secret?”
“Yeah… Andre and his friends are all psychopaths…they cling to the woman they love and never let her go…take Andre and Michael as an example…I know Sean won’t be any different!” I told her.
“I hope so… I’ll be so damn happy if Sean is possessive over me as Andre is over you”
I laugh. “Don’t worry, my darling… Sean is the one for you!”
Just then my phone beep…I reach for it and saw a message from an unknown number.
*I have informations about your birth mother…see me tomorrow at ELSA…4pm!*
I frown…I didn’t let anyone know I’m looking for my Mom. How did this person find out?
I don’t know if I should tell Andre about this…well, it’s not important for now.
I got up. “Anna, let’s go visit Lucas!”
“Ok!”
TAMING
MR
j£rkFACE
Own by
An Overbearing billionaire
Racheal Dennis.
Chapter 38
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Guys, I’ve tried as ha-rd as I can but I couldn’t acess chapter 37. plea-se bear with me. I don’t think this chapter will confuse you. Hope you un-derstand.
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Writer’s POV
7:46pm… Andre’s mansion….!
I entered the living room.. it’s dark everywhere.
My hands search the wall and locate the switch… I fli-cked the light on and was shocked to find Andre sitting in the living.
I take slow steps towards him…he throws some papers on the table.
“Andre….” I trail off not knowing what to say.
I mean.. he’s looking so angry right now and I don’t know where I have offended him this time.
“Angel, is there something you wanna tell me?”
What?! He sounded so serious, which makes me wonder what happened… could it be he found out about my past?
Or did he find out I went to check on Lucas behind his back?
Bitting my lowerl-ip, I pla-yed with my f!ngersnervously…my heart racing in fear.
I stare at him cluelessly… I noticed his gaze fixed on the papers.
I reach for the papers and glance throu-gh it… it’s a record? A call history?
All the calls I received and all the messages I received… are all recorded here.
I found myself breathing in relieve…but my eyes grow wi-de when I registered what I just said.
Calls and messages received? By me?! What is he doing with this? And how the heck did he get it?!
My eyes zeroed on the last text recorded here.
*I have informations about your birth mother…see me tomorrow at ELSA…4pm!*
I squee-zed the paper and grit my teeth…I was hoping I’d keep this from him but I guess that’s not possible now.
I’ll have to tell him everything he nee-ds to know today!
“Angel, are you hiding something from me?” He asked again.
Why do I feel like he’s asking about the text.
“Is there something you’re not telling me?” His voice extremely calm this time.
I inhale de-eply.
“Andre, it’s kinda late, can we talk about this tomorrow?”
“No! We must talk about it tonight!” His adamant tone made it clear that he nee-ds answers right now.
“Alright, can we talk about this in our room?”
“We can talk about it here”
I shake my head.
“No, Andre… I’m re-ady to tell everything about me but not in the living room”
“Why? We can discuss anywhere in this mansion.. this is our home”
“We can’t.. any of the maids might walk in and hear us… I don’t want people gossiping about me behind my back”
He stays silent and thinks about it… his straight face still on.
“Besides, it’s so late and I’m tired… I nee-d to take my bath first and change into something comfortable!” I explained.
I know my explanation is not reasonable… but I’m just trying to stall, to give myself a little time to get re-ady.
You know.. opening up and telling someone about your de-epest secret takes a lot of courage.
“Fine! I’ll let you take your bath first.. but after that, you’re telling me the truth, nothing but the truth!”
I nod quic-kly. “I promise!”
He eyes me pointedly.
“Come on, I’ll go get the water running!” He said.
He got up and gives me his arm… I took it and we head upstairs to our room.
I just pray he doesn’t hate me after knowing the truth.
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Yawning tiredly, I step out of the bathroom and walk towards our be-d… my step falters when I met Andre on the be-d.
Alre-ady freshened up and dressed in his pj’s.. I guess he took his bath in one of the guests rooms.
He taps the space next to him and I reluctantly clim-bs the be-d and sat next to him.. he folds his arms across his che-st and rests his back against the headboard.
I closed my eyes and exhale slowly… I don’t know where to start.
No mores lies, Debby… No more hiding away… No more secrets. I encourage myself.
“Angel, tell me, what is that text all about?”
I open my eyes. “I don’t know, I just received it in the morning but I was thinking of meeting up with whomever s£nt it tomorrow morning!” I replied.
He keeps quiet but nods thoughtfully.
“Why do I feel like you’re hiding a lot of things from me..?” He takes my hands in his and draws invisible lines. “Angel, you once told me you didn’t feel sad when your dad died… why?”
I tensed… I wasn’t expecting he’s gonna ask me directly. I tried to withdraw my hands from him but he didn’t let… he ld them ti-ghtly and f0rç£d me to look in his eyes.
“Don’t run away, answer me!”
I shake my head… I thought I was bold enough to tell him everything.. to tell him the truth, but I overestimated myself.
I wasn’t re-ady at all.
“plea-se, Angel, tell me.. I want to know!”
“You’ll hate me!”
“No, I won’t… I promise!”
I look in his eyes and saw how sincere he is… I didn’t know when I blurt out the words.
“I killed my father!” I closed my eyes as the words continuously ring in my ear.
His grip in my hands ti-ght£ñs… and he didn’t say a word.
I knew it! I knew he’s gonna hate me! Nob©dy wants a killer! Nob©dy wants to be related to a killer!
“How? What happened?”
His question made my eyes snapped open.. this wasn’t the reaction I was expecting.
He’s the first person that doesn’t flin-ch away after hearing I killed my father… He’s the first person that wanted to know what actually happened after hearing I killed my father.
Even Lucas’s reaction was just like the others.. he ran away after finding out I killed my father.. it took days for him to finally calm down.
Andre wipes my eyes with a small frown.
“Why are you crying?”
Am I crying?
“Are you ok? It’s fine if you don’t wanna say it!”
How much does this guy loves me? Is he a fool?
“Ok, you don’t have to tell me.. I don’t wanna know.. ok?”
I throw my arms around him and hvg him very ti-ghtly to myself… First he was confused.. but quic-kly hvgs me back.
“I’ll tell you!”
I don’t know if he’ll still not hate me after knowing what happened but I must tell him.
“A-are you sure?” He asked.
I nod… I pu-ll-ed away from the hvg and clears my throat.
He looks at me unsure.. but I pas-sed him a weak smile and look away from him.
“After my mom left, my dad was good to me for a little while…” I smiled as those happy days flashed throu-gh my mind.
“…. he tried his best to balance his work and taking care of me…”
My smile falters.
“…. Dad did it for ten years or so, until he couldn’t anymore… he started getting tired… he’d come home everyday looking so tired and worn out…but he didn’t have a choice, he still has to take care of him”
I feel tears drop from my eyes.
“People began to mock him..that he wasn’t good to his wife..that he was too poor that why my mom left us. But he doesn’t listen to them.. he’d pretend like he doesn’t hear whatever they’re talking about… he’d pretend like what they’re saying wasn’t affecting him…. to keep himself calm, he’d started taking little bits of alcohol.. until he got add!çted and began taking it constantly”
I paused when I remembered how my dad used to get so wasted and l@yon the floor with empty bottles of different alcohol around him.
“But we were still fine..he still managed to keep his job and provide for me…and I loved him for that, but I started hating him when he started thinking I am his wife…my Mom”
Myl-ips quiver slightly.
“Angel…. ”
I didn’t let Andre interrupt me, I continued.
“After coming home drun!k, he’d pressed me against the wall trying to ki.. k!ssme.. calling me my mom’s name… when I tried to tell him I’m not her, he’d get violent and hit me… I couldn’t take it any longer, that day he c@m£ at me.. I.. I.. I…. ”
Andre hvgs me and pats me on the back gently.
“You don’t have to say it, Angel”
But I must say it.. I must tell him how I killed my father.
“I slicing an apple when he approached me… he to-re my dressed and wanted to gr-ab my bo-ob s… I stabbe-d him randomly, I didn’t know the knife would end up in his n£¢k… and hit a dangerous sp©t… He fell down and bleed to death… I was too scared to move, so I didn’t take him to the hospital in time….”
“Shhh… that’s ok… ”
“No! It’s not ok.. I killed my father! I’m a killer!” I cried in his che-st.
“No, Angel…. ”
I scoffed.
“Angel?! I’m no angel…I’m the devil, I killed my father…I’m a killer…..”
He placed his f!nger on myl-ips and frown… He shakes his head.
“You’re not a killer… what happened was just self defense, you were trying to protect yourself” he consoles me.
“You’re lying.. you must hate me….. ”
He cuts me off with a pe-ck and I frown.
“I don’t hate you… In fact, my love for you just increa-sed by hundred folds” he smiles.
I stared at him with a little frown… How much this guy loves me? Is he a fool?
“Yes.. I’m a fool for you love!”
Wait… did I say that out loud?
“Yes.. you did!”
I nee-d to st©p thinking. A yawn escapes my mouth… Andre chuckles lightly.
“Angel, forget about the past…you have me now, I’ll be here for you all my life..just trust me and tell me anything”
I nod… Andre’s love for is too great.
“Let’s go to be-d.. I can see you’re pretty tired” he suggested.
I nod and we both l@ydown… My head resting on Andre’s che-st, that’s how we fell asleep without us knowing.
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The next morning… 5am..!
I woke up and smiled at the sight that beheld me.
Andre’s handsome slee-ping face!
It’s just as if I’m watching an Angel slee-ping… I should wake him up, I raised my hand re-ady to tap his shoulder when another idea c@m£ into my head.
I sm-irk.. that will be the best way to wake him up.
My hand slowly find its way down and gr-abs his junior Andre… Awwwn, junior Andre is still asleep.. let’s wake him up.
My hand started working, going up and down… I feel him getting ha-rd in my hand and my sm-irk grows.
“Feels… so. good” he m0@n s.
Wait, does he think he’s dreaming? I almost laugh out.
I gave him a little push and he falls on his back… I got on t©p him and began to ride him… though I’m still in my PJs.
He gr0@nand his eyes snaps open.. he looked surprise to me ri-ding him.
“What are you doing, Angel?”
I got off him.
“I was trying to wake you up!” I told him.
He looked down at his junior and nod.
“Yeah, you did wake me up!” He said referring to his di-ck.
I blu-shed and look away with a shy smile. He takes my hand and pu-lls me, I fell onto his che-st.
“What do you think about ma-king love early in the morning?” He whispered in my ear.
He fli-ps us so that he’ll be on t©p… He captures myl-ips before I can deny.
I guess we’re in for a wild morning.
His strong arm encircle my w@!st.. he cursed, cu-pping my face with his palms and devouring myl-ips in a feverish, explosive k!ss
Heart burning… Head spinning… Heart reaching.
The race has officially begun.. after all, I gave him the green light to push my limit, to s£nd me to oblivion in just a few seconds.
We are possessed by the greedy hunger of our k!ss, forgetting it’s just early in the morning.
He cu-ps the curve of my bu-tts cheeks with his hand as I take my f!ngersdown his back. I feel his ha-rd ness pressing on my th!ghs.
I’m bewitched by his k!sses, melting un-der his t©uçh.
His hand moves to my inner th!gh and I forget to breathe, waiting for what’s next.
He trail k!sses down my collarbone as I closed my eyes, letting the plea-sure consume me.
His hand moves to my p@n-ties. A wolfish sm-irk appears on his face when he realizes I’m re-ady for his t©uçh.
Ourl-ips collide together r0ûghly. He un-bu-ttons my shi-t and throws it on the floor.. his hand slides down my p@n-ties as I escape a m0@n .
My whole b©dy reacts to him. In just a minute, he’s set me on fire.. ma-king me forget I am still so-re from last time.
He pushes one f!nger inside my entrance, a forbidden plea-sure reaching my stomach. He moves his f!nger inside me at a slow, measured pace.
I abandon myself to his control. His eyes darkens with de-sire as he stro-kes another f!nger inside me.
“Andre” I m0@n .
I gr-ab his hair as he moves his skilled f!ngersdee-per.. fas-ter.. leaving me wanting more. He bites my lowerl-ip, his f!ngerscreating a plea-surable torture, a blistering ecstasy, s£nding me to the edge.
“I’m coming, Andre”
I feel my Orgasm nearing and g@sp for air. I want him to end my agony and make me come.
He pumps his f!ngersha-rder.. fas-ter.. I have no control left, I can’t hold on.
“Lose it” he tells me.
My Orgasm crashes around me. I yelled his name, the heat of my b©dy ma-king my head spin.
“Now I know you’re re-ady for me” he states.
His dark gaze on me… I’m craving everything about Andre Knight now, he care-sses my cheek before claiming myl-ips.
He gr-abs my w@!st and position himself on t©p… He thrû-sts into me, I close my eyes momentarily as he thrû-sts dee-per and fas-ter.
He k!$$£d the soft sp©t behind my ear.
I bite myl-ips and didn’t make any sound.. Andre gives me a sm-irk.
“Andre… I…”
Each time he goes dee-per and ha-rder into me, I realize how much I’ve been yearning for him.
A couple of minutes later, I arch my back… Yelling with plea-sure. We both come together… We are both breathless, shocked by the pas-sionate exchange we just had.
He falls on the be-d next to me and k!$$£d my forehead.
“Angel…I love the way you woke me up, can you wake me up like this every morning?”
I faced him with my mouth slightly open… Does he wants to kill me?
“In your dreams!” I said and rushed off the be-d.
He laughs.
“Don’t blame a man for trying”
I rolled my eyes.
“Right… I’ll meet with that person that wants to tell me about my Mom!” I informed him.
No more secrets and lies… Let’s start with this.
“You mean, the one that s£nt you that text?”
“Yeah!”
He stays silent.
“Should I come with you?”
“No!” I said and entered our bathroom.
To be continued.
I think I nee-d to clarify something. Yesterday, I didn’t mean that pidgin is bas as a language. I meant that MY pidgin Is not good. it was just a typing mistake. I’m writing this in case some of y0u were offended.