CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN*Darkness engulfed her*"Jane!!!!!" the voice drowned in her ears as she crawled into total darkness. She opened her eyes, it was all pitch black. Devoid of life. Devoid of emotion. Devoid of memories. Devoid of hope. Just stark darkness. Where is she? She was floating in the dark as if she was drowning underneath the deepest part of the ocean. She couldn't see a thing. As if she was staring into the dark space mirroring her consciousness. What is this weird feeling in her chest? She felt strange as if she was not herself. Oh no! Could it be she already died and was in the afterlife? In other words, is she already a ghost? Instinctively, she touched her face, part of her was expecting her hand to pass through her face, but it was cold. Like death. Her breath hitched in her throat. But she could feel her face, she could touch it. Which means, she's not a ghost. She swallowed hard. What the hell is happening to her? Where the fuck is she? Okay
CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT *this is all her fault! *A chill spiked through her body when his endearing, husky voice registered in her head. She turned slowly and came face to face with him. He is alright! She breathed out in relief but it was short-lived when her eyes locked on the slung, supporting his arm, hung around his neck. Her hazel eyes dilated in shock and alarm she began to sputter. "W-What the hell happened to you!" she shrieked. She touched her throat. Oh, she can speak again. She would be more concerned as to what the actual fuck happened to her but Drake is hurt! And maybe she's the one to be blamed for it. But first, what really happened? His explanation should help clear the air and hopefully, bring her back to her senses. She swallowed thickly. He chuckled. Her spine bristled mildly. Is this supposed to be funny? She's going bunkers for fuck's sake! "He came right just in time to save you from the fall. As a result, his arm was injured. I'm glad you're a
CHAPTER NINETY-NINE *You got to be kidding me! *Like a hungry animal, I tore the flesh of meat from the bones in rapid seconds and gobbled them down. The oily seasoning smudged her cheeks but she didn't care. She was starving! Her father, noticing, the smear on her cheeks, brought out a neatly folded napkin and gently brush off the stain from her cheeks. "There you go. Eat up." he crooned with a wide grin on his face. He cocked his head to Drake and gestured for him to take his seat and join them. He did just that. Dusk was falling rapidly as the sky cast unremitting darkness. The stars sparkled in the dusky sky. "Thank you, sir," He said. He pulled the chair to his side and slumped into it, grimacing in pain as he did so. Janice did not fail to notice and she immediately felt a pang of guilt as she watched him from the corner of her eyes. The barbecue chicken was served to them. Muttering thanks to James, he used his free hand to take a chunk of chicken and began munchi
CHAPTER HUNDRED *Her deranged and confused thoughts were all she knew*"You were what? I'm not sure I caught that." Her father asked, staring into her soul, his brows marred with curiosity and worry. Drake still maintained the indecipherable demeanour. Great! She made it too obvious that she was hiding something. But this time, she will keep it so. A part of her would want to share the creepy experience she had while she was unconscious but she had no idea where in the entire realm of the earth she was lurking. It was total darkness, devoid of life and form. She was just floating aimlessly in the darkness, with no sense of direction and meaning. She was battling with her inner self, her deranged and confused thoughts were all she knew. Did she perhaps die and come back to life without the two of them knowing? Now, that's a ludicrous assumption. No way that is true. Absolutely no way! She is herself, alive and whole. Whatever the crap that was... Was not real. She was t
CHAPTER HUNDRED -ONE *If wishes were horses... *She turned to leave but hesitated as she snuck one final glance at Drake. He ignored her as he focused on devouring the roast chicken before him. Hmmm. He didn't even give a damn about her? What an asshole! Like she gives a fuck! Oh damn right she does but what the hell?Countless guys are more than willing to grovel before her and lick her feet but this so-called horse keeper is ignoring her entire existence like she didn't mean a single thing! Fuck! She feels insulted and spat upon! How embarrassing, seeking his validation and affection. What had come over her? She wasn't like this before! She would always get what she wants and when she wants it. If it's a good fuck, they are plenty of eligible, handsome and very rich men out there that are dying for her company. But she ignored them and instead sought this asshole's attention like a swoony little school girl that is in love. Shit! She needs a brain reset operation do
CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWO *A part of her wanted to scream how petrified she was*Her hazel eyes widened and narrowed immediately as she eyed him dubiously. How could he tell? Did she make it so damn obvious? Maybe she did. She is gradually going nuts after all. Fuck! I would not give him the satisfaction of provoking any discernible reactionfrom me. She jutted her chin at him, feigning indifference. "I have no idea what you're talking about." she snapped, folding her hands across her chest, hoping he couldn't see her thumping heart in her chest, threatening to rip out. That sounded ridiculous because She was simply overthinking things, reading more meaning into things than it needs to be. His mouth flattened into a tight line. "Don't play dumb with me, Jane. I know when something is up. You can't put anything past me." He prodded. She released an exasperated groan from her throat. "I told you already! I am super fine. As you can see. and besides, it's no business of yours
CHAPTER HUNDRED-THREE *She had misjudged him!*"C'mon spit it out before your Dad starts wondering what the hell is taking me so long." He pressed. She drew in several deep breaths and puff them out. Here it goes... "You don't know when to give up, do you?! anyways, um..." Where do I start from? She wondered, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. It is complicated. His blue eyes were pierced through hers intensely as he waited. "Okay, so you may find it hard to believe... And I am not entirely sure what really happened but I was trapped in some kind of darkness. " she swallowed a lump in her throat and pressed her lips together. Oh great! He might think that she had lost it now. His brows puckered in confusion but he still encouraged her to continue. "Go on please." he urged. She nodded. Okay, she can do this! "I know you may be thinking right now, what the hell is she talking about? And I wish I know the answer to that because I am as confused as you are right now," she s
CHAPTER HUNDRED-FOUR *But the nagging voice continued to torment him*Mr Hughen? Did she just call him that? Interesting. An amusing smile crossed his lips as he watched her retreating figure. She left in a hurry to get changed. And as he stood there watching her, a complex emotion stirred in his chest. When she had disappeared at the corner that led to the main house, he puffed out a deep breath and turned to return to Mr Jordan at the penthouse garden area where they are presently having a barbecue. By the time got there he was surprised to see that James, assisted by Abigail had begun packing and arranging the equipment and other materials used for the barbecue set up in the garage. Mr Jordan was making a call on his phone. His inaudible voice was tuned down as he sensed his presence. He spoke some more and hung up. "Took you long enough." He snapped, turning to face Drake, hiding hands on his hips. "I may have eaten something that didn't go well with my system. Maybe th