Maggie was wearing her most elegant dress, a deep blue one, with sleeves that reached her elbows and a skirt that came to just below her knees. The neckline was also decently placed, it showed nothing more than her collar bone. She pulled her hair into a low bun, not too constricting, but enough to look more put together.Jack was in one of his expensive suits, and they were on their way to his parents' house. He was tense and gripping the steering wheel with excessive force. He had a feeling that this won't end well. Maggie noticed his knuckles white from squeezing the wheel, and she put her hand on his forearm, rubbing it soothingly."Hey, you don't have to worry. Everything will be fine." She tried to calm him a bit, but he only huffed in response. Soon they arrived in front of the beautiful mansion Maggie has ever seen. It was a three-story building with a fountain in front of the stairs that led to the entrance. The house itself was surr

 She was avoiding him again. This time it was his fault. That night, four days ago, after they came back from his parents', Jack couldn't hold himself any longer. He kissed her, and it was just as satisfying as he thought it would be. It was everything he never thought it was possible to feel. It was what he was searching for. It felt right!And then she hid from him again.Was it a wrong move? Was it too early for a kiss? Maybe. But that didn't change the fact that it was the best damn kiss he ever had.Jack wanted to give her time, he honestly planned to, but when he hadn't seen her or talked to her in four days, he couldn't wait any longer. He craved her presence; he yearned for her sweet voice.It was Thursday and just got out of the meeting with the marketing company that was supposed to make an advertisement for his company products. Back in his office, he had a hard time concentrating on the paperwork in front of him, because his mind

A week ago, Hiram was in Jack's office. He took Maggie's phone and promised to get back to him as soon as he finds something. He agreed with Jack and Robert that this could not be a mistake. To this day, Jack hasn't heard a word from Hiram, and that started to worry him. But since he got a new phone and number for Maggie, she hasn't received any new messages.Jack was enjoying every single second he has spent with Maggie in the past week. Every morning, he would come to his office, deal with the most pressing questions, hold a couple of meetings, and then, as soon as he could, he would go home.He would often find Maggie in one of the spare rooms on the first floor that she turned into a tailor parlor. She was knees deep into making a dress for the Business Gala. If she wasn't working on her dress, she was in the nursery, spending time with Eric. One day, when he couldn't find either of them in the house, he started to panic for a second, but one glance through the window

After two new security guards arrived and set their base, Robert and Emma decided it was time for them to leave. There was nothing they could do for their friends tonight."Thank you for being here tonight. It means a lot knowing we're not alone in this." Maggie said while she hugged Emma."Don't mention it, dear. That's what friends are for," Emma smirked and got in the car."Yeah, Maggie, don't worry. We'll figure this out." Robert offered his words of support, and Maggie knew he meant it.They bid their goodbyes, and Jack and Maggie returned inside."Thank God it was Edit's day off," Jack commented."Yes. The poor woman would probably have a heart attack." Maggie agreed. She turned around to face him: "Jack, he was in my room. He could've touched my things and the bed I sleep in. He was right in front of me, a few feet away, only a piece of wood separated us. I feel violated." Her voice trembled, her eyes glistened with tears.Jack's embr

"Is everything ok?" they were on their way back home when Jack noticed Maggie looking through the car window, not blinking.His question brought her back to reality. "Yeah, I'm just thinking." She sighed, thinking whether to tell him about the unusual encounter with Denis Wade earlier. "That Wade guy, from the reception," Jack hummed, his attention was solely on her. "Well, he approached me on the way back from the restroom. He was kind of drunk, and he kept looking at me like and repeating 'She told me you're dead,' like a crazy person," Maggie mimicked his voice.   Jack squeezed the steering wheel and pressed the gas pedal in a rush to get home as soon as possible. He had a feeling that there was something about his mother-in-law and Denis Wade; he just wasn't sure what exactly."I'll go to see her tomorrow, and I'll ask." She said quietly.A minute later, they arrived home and Maggie, tired and tense, headed to her room seeking the much-need