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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
Resisting him Chapter 44
"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
Resisting him Chapter 45
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
Resisting him Chapter 46
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
Resisting him Chapter 47
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
Resisting him Chapter 48
“Let's get out of here before I decide to go through with my threat. He turned away from me, walking to the door. I laughed. — Pierre? He turned and looked at me questioningly. “You might want to put it on your shirt before you go downstairs. A look of embarrassment crossed Pierre's face, making me laugh. He pulled the shirt on, buttoning it quickly. He took my hand in his and pulled me down the stairs. Fortunately, Scott was gone. And as my mother put it so well, he really didn't have any appetite after seeing me with Pierre. And for that, Pierre was more than happy with the outcome of everything. In the end, lunch was fun. Pierre got along really well with my parents and I got bouncy about it. He and my dad talked about anything, and he even playfully flirted with my mom, making her laugh out loud. “We must go. I muttered. “I haven't been to my cafe in… pft, a long time. I looked at Pierre. “Can you leave me there? Pierre agreed. After saying our goodbyes, Pierr
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There are two distinct types of post-sex morning. One that makes us red in the face, where we pick up our shoes, calmly put on our clothes, and take the glorious walk of shame. All this in the hope that you never see the person again. And there's the rainbow and the morning sun. Where you cuddle with your partner. Every little whisper makes you smile, and the sun's rays aren't that annoying. Your heart is in ecstasy when you know you are in love, and you feel that nothing will ever replace that feeling. I've been staring at the ceiling of Pierre's vast bedroom for about an hour now. I couldn't sleep no matter how hard I tried and then we were bathed in the soft glow of the lights outside. I sighed as I remembered my words, the faux pas. A part of me was glad Pierre was asleep when I said those words. The three fatal words. I had to tell Adrian. I wanted to know what he thought, and what I should do. Adrian was the best person at handling cases like this. A small moan es
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***Time after*** Adrian wanted to know what happened. Jennifer wasn't answering his calls, and he was getting worried now. The conversation from the night before kept going through his head like a broken record. He knew that telling Jennifer to tell Pierre that she loved him was a risk. But he hoped, for both their sakes, that Pierre was over what happened nearly ten years ago. So Adrian almost ran to her apartment, sighing in relief when he saw his bodyguards still there. He was still getting used to Jennifer being a celebrity. But Jennifer was his best friend, who loved people easily. She would go anywhere for the people she loved. She deserved to have all the love in the world in return. "Is Jennifer in there?" he asked them, even though he knew the answer. One of them agreed. - Yes sir. — And Pierre? Both looked at each other. — Mr. Lawrence left last night. Adrian's eyes widened. Cum. He opened the door with his key, cursing loudly at the sight in front of hi
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