The feeling of surprise was not going to last long in Jordan’s mind. He was enjoying being thoroughly kissed by the one woman he had been fantasizing about. But it seems she was new at this. She had no prior experience, it was evident in the sloppy way she kissed him, her mouth didn’t push into his at all. Her lips were barely staying on his. Jordan slipped his hands around her waist and dragged her closer to him gently, his action almost subtle. Her chest was touching his warmly and Jordan liked the feel of her soft body. She might be a hard soldier yet she could not deny her womanly curves at all. Jordan put his hands under her chin and tilted her head up, he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply, pushing his mouth deeper into hers. Ysabelle let out a small moan, she placed her hands pushing him softly but Jordan held her securely. Her hands were on his chest, pushing at his clothes fisting them in her hands roughly. But still, Jordan refused to let go. She might be t
Ysabelle knew she would do anything for her country. Anything to show her patriotism. Luke Morgan was on some other shit. She had listened with rapt attention to the conversation Jordan had. She sat in her room writing her report when she heard a loud knock on her door.She opened the door gently, it was one of her junior officers.“What is it?” Ysabelle asked irritated she was disturbed. Her hands clunked onto the doorknob ready to bang it in the face of the woman.The officer saluted her in haste, and rapped out her message “ Major wants you in his office right away,”Ysabelle cursed under her breath as she slammed the door shut. She changed her clothes, and put on her boots in a hurry, she took her report in hand and a pen in the other. She did not bother with any weapon.Upon getting to the major’s office, he gave her a glance which made Ysabelle step back, but he said nothing about it and j
Jordan was disappointed that he had not seen Ysabelle throughout the rest of his stay at the border. She was just too damn hard to meet. A different Officer had been assigned to them and it hurt like hell. She had kissed him and had just expected him to take it without any explanation. He wanted a repeat of the kiss, he wanted more than a kiss. He wanted her beside him, always. Reminiscing on the feel of her lips on his, the intense shot of pleasure that he had felt “Jordan, what will you say are your hopes for the upcoming movie?” “How was your experience at the border? Do you think your experience there will make the movie have high ratings?” “You were specifically chosen for this role, even though you have no expertise in shooting such movies, How do you think the movie is going to turn out?” The flashlights and the sounds of the reporter's cameras snapped Jordan back to the present. He was in a press conference for the movie he had gone to shoot at the border. And he had daydr
Ysabelle followed the stiff-necked man showing them around the building, Mr, Ben had handed them over to him, he was one of the guards and she was getting fed up with his cut ways. He talked to them as though they were far below him. Giving them instructions on how to take bullets for Jonathan Bell. She could only hope the guy did his homework and read their profiles, no matter how fake it was, it still packed a punch. Jonathan Bell did strike her as the man that was worth it though. The man talked far too much for her liking. But then her personal opinion was not sought she was here on a mission she might as well be stuck with it. She could feel a full-on glare from Andrew at the back of her head. That fucker needed to back off. “Are we clear?” the head of security shouted. “ you will get your assigned stations in your emails so ensure you are with your phone all day. And I am sure you read the rules in your contracts. The personal lives of the celebrities can’t be recorded o told
This was not going the way she had expected, Jordan seemed to be riled up and he was putting a lot of aggression on her lips and body. She tried pushing him back but he held her firmly in place, perhaps she should try harder. Perhaps this guy needs to try talking therapy, he must be used to solving his anger this way. Well, that could work on Jessica. But it would definitely not work on her. Jordan saw her move before she acted it out. He pinned both her hands above her head and delved his mouth on her breasts that were gaping open from her shirt, she had no idea when that had happened, her top was bunched up on her chest. And his mouth was moving ever so firmly. One hand on her round bottom pushing her closer into his embrace. Ysabelle could only give into his torture, all thoughts of fighting him fled from her mind as she succumbed, loving the way he used her body. He removed her top completely, going back to kissing her senselessly. Her breasts were pressed against his body, he
The next couple of days went by with no appearance of Luke Morgan in the agency. Ysabelle was exhausted, patience was not her strong suit. And so were the constant calls and messages Jordan was using to flood her phone. She knew then she had made a mistake. She had to curb her desire for him, so it does not get out of hand again like the last time.He was so attention needy. It was as though he had been deprived of attention as a child. And according to the Headquarters who were monitoring Jonathan Bell’s camera as well, he was only planning for his campaigns and rallies, his calls were only to his PR teams and no one else. He didn’t even contact Luke Morgan.She was currently with the directors of each department in the agency with Jonathan who was being mean and rude to each member. Not that it was any of her business, but the man seems to be in need of so much money. He was berating the finance director now, This would be a good investigation point, Jordan had also mentioned his sh
The headache was becoming too unbearable, Jordan thought. He had to sleep, he just wanted to keep lying down and not wake up but the ache was just too much. He opened his eyes gently. His eyes slid down to see the heavy being pressing down on his hands, Ysabelle’s heavy head. Jordan was awed, when had she sneaked in?Was she even allowed on this floor? Well, she was Captain Ysabelle Gum anyway, she could sneak into the presidential villa if she wanted. Jordan removed the bed cover and got out of bed careful not to wake her.He knew trying any act of chivalry on her will only wake her up so he left her there. He went to the bathroom to wash his sticky body. He felt like he had carried rocks on his back. Releasing the shower head, Jordan allowed the water to clear his senses. Some things were not correlating, his thoughts were jumbled, and the last thing he remembered was Luke Morgan scattering his room, he had only stood and watched him perform his madness.
Ysabelle knew there was trouble, Jordan seems to be keeping vital information to himself and judging from what the headquarter had told them, it would seem Luke Morgan had shown a bit of his monstrous side to Jordan. But she needed to know just how much he knew, without jeoparding her mission. He was already scared shitless. She could see it in his features. And it hurt her so much, to see how much he trembled, he was no longer that carefree man she knew.Ysabelle was grateful she had not been assigned to any night duty, she could catch a nice sleep before it was time to follow Jordan around for a hectic round of events.A knock on her door made her jump up. Ysabelle tensed up, she wondered who it could be so late.She went to the peephole, shocked at her visitor, she quickly changed from her flimsy nightgown into a shirt and pyjamas.She opened the door with the worst frown in the world. “So, Lieutenant who do I owe this visit to?”&ld