Jade's povWe trooped into the bar, just like every other person and immediately, loud music blasted into our ears. I pulled up my strapless dress to cover my breasts that were shamelessly pumped out. Betty hit my hand as I did it for a second time and eyed me playfully. "Saint should see you that way red one. Why do you think I picked out the dress?" She winked at me and I smiled shyly. She must have seen through me to know I would definitely want to come here and I couldn't blame her though. I was a clown when it came to Saint because it didn't matter what he did, I always found myself thinking of him, wanting to see him and wanting to be with him. No matter how much I told myself I should keep away, I still found my way back. And right now, I wanted to find him and talk to him, talk about everything, tell him how much I missed him and makeup with him. "I don't see him anywhere though," I replied searching the VIP sections for him with my eyes. Betty dragged me to the counter a
Jade's povSaint's eyes locked with mine and the only emotion I could make out from him was shock. And it was only because of the way his eyes widened when he saw me. I hated him at that moment so much I thought my heart would explode and I regretted ever coming to the bar at all that night.Or even crossing paths with him. Lauretta? The crazy woman that was trying to kill me? Was the one he was here, making out with? And how the hell was she even here? I hadn't seen or heard anything about her since the night of our vacation and all of a sudden she popped into the world again. Maybe I was right all along. He still loved her She was his first love and I wasn't going to be surprised if he still loved the shit out of her. The tears were coming and my vision was starting to be blurry. I was going crazy standing there and the more I saw his face, the more I hated him. I heard her giggle loudly making me shoot Saint a hateful glare and turn abruptly to leave, shutting the door behind
Saint's pov. I was losing my mind by the day and I knew it. I missed Jade madly and I could not deny it any longer or deny the unquenchable feelings I had for her. I craved her, I wanted her in my arms and I needed her to never be apart from me. Every time I thought about how I had lied when I told her I didn't care or need her and saw the hurt that was filled in her eyes, I wanted to hit myself so hard and drill multiple holes in my body until I bled to death. It was almost too much for even me to bear and I could swear on multiple occasions, I had thought about going to pick her up and taking her away from all this mess and just being together with her. I had hurt her, that was the undeniable truth. And then I had let some random ass girl sit and play with my face and hair, trying to get my attention which had left me irritated instead and just when I had had enough and was about to get the hell out of there, she had unexpectedly walked into the bar and seen that as well. I was s
Saint's PovThe tears I saw in her eyes as she looked at me in hatred made me risk yanking Lauretta off my thighs and not caring if I ended up dying from the cut on my neck. But the risk was a deadly one because I wouldn't survive if I dared. Lauretta was undeniably good with knives. Her only positive trait if I may add. I heard Lauretta giggle and grind herself a little more as she turned and locked eyes with Jade. She was making sure Jade thought we were doing whatever it looked like we were doing. I took that opportunity of her distraction to stretch my hands to the gun and grab it lightly, feeling her hand a bit loose on my neck. But that still didn't stop the pain that was springing out from there which made me know the knife had cut me a little. Jade turned around and hurried out, banging the door behind her just as I corked the gun in my hand, putting it to Lauretta's head. I called out her name, determined to end Lauretta and run after her immediately. Lauretta turned to
Saint's pov We were already halfway to Matrix's hideout since it was a two-hour ride when I looked at Alessandro like he had just said the most atrocious thing ever. "What do you mean CJ is unreachable?" I asked him, ringing CJ's line from my phone. He had texted me immediately after he found Jade and I had since been waiting for his call to tell me they were safe somewhere, maybe at the house, at any of the hotels I owned or just any place he could think of. But no call came in and my racy thoughts and the unsettling feeling I got made me uneasy with every second that passed by. And I had instructed Alessandro to call him. The same unsettling feeling I got the night of Aunt's death. His phone was switched off and I immediately rang Jade's line but got the same thing at her end. Something had to be wrong. And I hoped Matrix hadn't gotten a hold of them. Or even if he had, I hoped they were at the same location as he was, which was the exact place we were going to. I hated mysel
Jade's pov At this rate, I should seriously start getting awards for every time I get kidnapped, or become unconscious or land in the hands of some people - or the same people- that want me dead. My head hurt a lot as I blinked twice, not opening my eyes yet. I felt my wrists tied together and my legs too tied together at my ankle. I was glad at least they didn't blindfold me. I remembered seeing Lauretta on Saint's thigh and running out, then was grabbed by CJ and finally at the red traffic stop, a car had run into us. And I still didn't believe Marcel was dead. Just like that. I grunted, opening my eyes lightly and letting my vision adjust to the light and surrounding. When I finally adjusted, I sat up and a girl lying beside me and tied just the same way I was, caught my attention. She moved a little and her face came into view which made a gasp to escape from my mouth as I saw who it was. "Suzy?" I said and she opened her eyes to look at me, shaking her head. Her mouth was ta
Jade's pov"You're lying!" I shouted at Matrix. "My mum isn't dead. She's in China right now. You're a fucking liar." The bitterness at the back of my throat increased and my stomach twisted badly making me want to throw up. He laughed. He fucking laughed at me. Then took a sip of his drink and crossed his legs." Is that what old man Greco told you?" He asked, his eyes filled with amusement. "She never made it to the airport, L'amante di Saint. Your mother died in her car. The only thing she succeeded in was keeping you two safe."He said it so casually that I hated him to the core. Here I was hating my mother for abandoning and running off all these years while my uncle abused me, not knowing she was trying to keep is safe and this demon sitting right in front of me ended up killing her after Dad. My eyes pricked with tears as I watched him, my heart beating against my chest like it would explode. In the past more than twelve hours, my heart had felt more pain than it had ever don
Jade's povI lowered my head, pulling my knees to my chest and when the posture seemed painful and impossible because of the hurt, I decided to spread out my legs and lean against the wall. "You've been here since then?" I asked quietly watching her sit up as well. There was silence after my question. I saw her take a deep breath and nod. "Yes." She muttered. "After I texted you that I couldn't meet you, I got taken. You wouldn't know because you didn't bother to text or call me." She accused throwing her face away. I was too hurt and in a lot of pain to start getting angry and trying to pass my point across on why I didn't call her or what I was also going through with Saint. I could have also accused her of not checking up on me as well but I didn't want to, so I let it be. "When did Marcel get taken?" I asked her, switching the topic from being about her. She shook her head, "I can't say exactly. I just saw him randomly after I passed out once from Matrix punching the shit out