"How is your relationship with the Harrisons?" I ground my teeth. - It's great. I'm getting to know them. "Are you really going to take over the company or are you going to leave it in the hands of a CEO?" — I'm thinking of running the company. I want to do my best. - Are you dating someone? I did not answer. I didn't know what to say. Frederich took over. “There are too many questions. Once again, thank you all for coming. Before anyone could ask any more questions, we were ushered offstage. I walked up to Adrian in endless daze. He opened his arms to me, and I quickly wrapped myself in them. This experience was not one I wanted to repeat. Never. It was emotionally draining. I could see the judgment on people's faces. I saw the seizure. And most of all, I saw the heartbreak. I wasn't good enough. Maybe I never would. “Are you okay, Jenny? - Yea. I said with a shaky voice. - We can go? Adrian spoke to Frederich while I was still in his arms, but I didn't he
Fairy tales are fun. And horrible at the same time. They give you a dream, a perfect picture. They say that no matter what, there will always be a Prince Charming to save your life. Prince Charming will send a search party for you, with your shoe as the only clue. Or he will fight all the monsters and kiss her to wake her up. Or else, free her from the ivory tower full of witches. When I told Pierre to kiss me to wake me up, I didn't really mean it. I didn't expect him to kiss me at all. But that's exactly what he did. The sweet softness of his lips touched mine and his husky voice woke me up. - Wake up. I groaned. — Jennifer. - Go away. I murmured, snuggling into his chest. — Jennifer. Pierre said again, the firmness in his voice. “Wake up or I'm going to throw cold water on you. I opened one eye and looked at him. - What's your problem? Pierre looked amused. "You're not a morning person, are you?" I groaned. - Stop talking. And turn off those damn lights. H
“I'm not going to say it's necessarily a bad thing. But that means you're constantly going to be in danger, man. Some people struggle to get to the CEO role and may not agree with Frederich's choice. I took a deep breath. “But I really don't have a choice! Pierre nodded. - I know honey. But these people will not understand. That's why I don't like that you chose this. “Maybe it's a good thing since I have you to protect me. I teased, wanting to bring back the happiness we had just moments ago. Pierre enjoyed the game. “Oh yes, I will be your knight in shining armor. I laughed, squealing as Pierre suddenly lifted me into his arms. — Pierre! I exclaimed with a laugh and he looked at me with a cheeky smile. “I don't want my lady to get her feet dirty. - Pierre joked. I rolled my eyes at him. "Would you rather we get dirty together?" I smiled, making sure he understood what exactly I meant. Pierre looked shocked. Genuinely shocked. — Jennifer! I smiled like a cat.
The future is scary. And when you know what the future holds, maybe it's even scarier. Just knowing doesn't mean acceptance becomes easier. Death is always lurking. Waiting for us, trying to kiss us until the climax comes. Pierre looked at me like I was crazy. And maybe I deserved that look. What was I saying? miracles? But that was the first thing that came to my mind. “The doctor gave you limited days, Jennifer. Pierre said, his face grim. “I don't really believe in miracles right now. I bit my tongue. I shouldn't have said that. That was the wrong thing to say. “I'm sorry, Pierre. I was just trying to make you feel better. “That doesn't make me feel any better, Jennifer. It just makes everything worse. Pierre turned to me. - I'm sorry. I whispered. Pierre looked at me, anger shining in his eyes. "Does saying make it easier?" Nothing will make it any easier. Tears threatened to fight their way down my face at the way he was talking to me, but I knew I had t
"Jennifer..." Pierre's voice came from the doorway. I was still in Andreas' bed, holding him close to me, refusing to let go. He was only ten years old! There was so much more for him to see. He still had a lot to do. He had to travel the world. He had to spend more time with Pierre. He had to spend more time with me. The monitor had long since stopped beeping, but I refused to let it go. I could not. — Jenny. I looked up to see Adrian along with Pierre. He had a broken look on his face. - Which? — I croaked. “We need to go. - Pierre spoke this time. Fear and sadness were evident in his voice. “We can't leave Andreas alone! I almost screamed. — Jenny. Adrian said, and I almost saw the tears in his eyes. “You have to let Andreas go. “No…” I looked into Andreas's handsome face. He wasn't dead! He was just sleeping. His letter was crushed in my hand. There was a lot more written in it, on the other side, where I hadn't read it yet. Pierre entered the room, rea
His death affected me more than I thought it would. He had become something of a son to me. I could still remember his funeral. As if it were a movie. A real movie right in front of me. “You need to control yourself. Pierre turned to me. “Lock your thoughts. - I'm sorry. I whispered. Pierre's face instantly softened. “I know Andreas' death hasn't been easy, but he wouldn't want you stuck in our room for a week, would he? I shrugged. “Come on, Jennifer! Pierre sighed, exasperated. - Get out. My eyes widened. - Which? - We're going out. Go take a shower and come back. I want you dressed in an hour and a half, or God help me... - I do not want to go out! — I protested. - I don't mind. Pierre looked at me. “We're leaving now. Or else, I'll call Adrian. - No! I almost screamed. - I will. The last time Pierre called Adrian, he literally pulled me out of bed and threw me into the icy spray of the shower. - I'll make the coffee. Pierre smiled at me. - Wear so
When your past meets the present, a confrontation is inevitable. But when your past meets your present and that present is a possessive, boastful, arrogant gazillionaire, confrontation becomes an understatement. Pierre's hand instantly went around my waist, pulling me closer to him. My eyes met his and I saw the fire in them. — Hi Scott. I smiled uncomfortably at him. “I was in the area so I thought I'd see your parents. And of course, I wanted to see her. My breath caught when Pierre's hand pressed hard on my waist. I felt him tense up. - See me? - Yea. - Scott smiled. — I saw the press release. It felt so surreal. — Oh. “I grimaced. That's why he was here. Because I was suddenly famous and my photo was trending all over the world? An awkward silence filled the room. I was suddenly aware that all eyes were on me. "Aren't you going to introduce me?" Pierre asked, his voice huskier than ever. I knew right away that I shouldn't play around on the job. “This is Sc
When your past meets the present, a confrontation is inevitable. But when your past meets your present and that present is a possessive, boastful, arrogant gazillionaire, confrontation becomes an understatement. Pierre's hand instantly went around my waist, pulling me closer to him. My eyes met his and I saw the fire in them. — Hi Scott. I smiled uncomfortably at him. “I was in the area so I thought I'd see your parents. And of course, I wanted to see her. My breath caught when Pierre's hand pressed hard on my waist. I felt him tense up. - See me? - Yea. - Scott smiled. — I saw the press release. It felt so surreal. — Oh. “I grimaced. That's why he was here. Because I was suddenly famous and my photo was trending all over the world? An awkward silence filled the room. I was suddenly aware that all eyes were on me. "Aren't you going to introduce me?" Pierre asked, his voice huskier than ever. I knew right away that I shouldn't play around on the job. “This is Sc