The more their banter went on, the more I felt my strength ebb away. I roe my hand to my eye level, and gasp escaped my lips when I saw my hand trembling,"my God. Jean?" I called, but he didn't hear me, however, Paris looked at me and I saw a flash of concern when he looked at me, so he paused in
JEAN's POVI carried Ember away from Paris, hoping to put as much distance between Ember and Paris. I was not kidding when I told him he had done enough. In truth, all he had ever caused Ember was unending pain. And now, she wouldn't wake up.I looked down at her sleeping form and felt a deep ache w
"I had the mind to take one of the men for questioning." the man thought of my words for a moment before nodding,"it would not be bad to have two people working on this simultaneously." he turned to see some men approaching, "Those are my men come to pick up these sons of b*tches, I'll make sure to
PARIS's POV"There was a time when you couldn't keep your hands off me. A time when you would call me with desperation when we were apart, and hold me when we were together, as though you were holding on for dear life. How can you tell me not to come to you expecting to find love? How can you actual
While I waited for the headache to subside, I found myself wondering about Ember.Was she okay? Did Jean get her home safely? All of these were questions I just did not have the answer to and it irked me to no endMy phone soon began to ring, and I considered just letting it go to voicemail, however
Jean's POV"Tried to" is the most appropriate term, because according to her, they didn’t touch her. She was handling it just fine when I got there.""Then what happened? Why has she passed out? Jean, she looks pale as death.""I know. I know." I said in frustration and ran my hand through my hair.
Sleep took me minutes, regardless of my worry, and somewhere between being awake and falling into sleep, I thought I felt her hand wrapping around me.EMBER's POVI wasn't dead. I know I wasn't dead. It was more like I was trapped.Trapped in my own body? Trapped in my mind? Honestly, I didn’t know
Paris's POV"Jackson, where on earth are you?" I barked into my phone as I waited for him on the porch, he and I were supposed to visit the prisoner's grounds to find out what on earth had happened to the man we had captured. There had been guards, the man had been in a compromised state. How the he