Prologue
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Jessica
“You know? I like it when you address me as sir. It…turns me on.”
“You are such a pervert! Let me go!”
“Now there’s the girl I want to meet.”
“What do you mean?”
“You always use formal language with me, Jess. I hate that. It’s not like you’re lower than me. We are the same. You might be Ricardo’s Secretary but that doesn’t mean your status is lower than mine,” he stated.
“It’s my job. It’s not like we are—“
“Friends?” he continued my words. “You don’t want to be friends with me?”
“I don’t think you want me as your friend.”
“Why? I think you are going to be an amazing friend. People should feel lucky having you as their friend.” Yeah, right.
The last time I had someone I considered my best friend, she betrayed me. Like she never thought about me. About the consequences, she would face if I found out about their affair.
That night, I lost three people in a matter of seconds.
My fiancé.
My best friend.
And myself.
I lost myself that night. I didn’t even know where she had gone.
“Hey.” He lifted my chin but I didn’t want to see him. “Why are you crying?” His question hit me and I looked back at him. I touched my cheeks and he was right, my tears had wet the skin. I didn’t even realize it. I immediately wiped them until his hands prevented me. “No, don’t do that. Show me, baby.”
“I don’t want you to see my pitiful state,” I reasoned.
“I didn’t say that. In fact, I want to see it. Come on, let it go. Let everything go, Jess.” I raised my head to him again. I didn’t clearly understand what he meant. “I know what you have been through and I can see it’s hurting you, too much. You were avoiding me because you don’t want to get involved again. But you know what, Miss Jensen? It’s not good for you. You will only keep hurting yourself.”
The weird thing with his words was how right he was. He saw me through. I just refused to let him. I refused to get hurt again. But since day one, he could read me easily like a flip of a coin. “You don’t know anything about me.”
“I know what happened. I just wanted you to tell me.”
“What?” He knew? How?
“I’m your boss’ best friend. He was the one who told me everything. I didn’t even ask him but he told me first. Don’t be mad at him. Ricardo cares about you. We all do,” he said. So, he knew but he didn’t question anything about it. He was just waiting for me to say it to him. Respect, that’s what he was giving me. “I am really sorry about your marriage. If I was there, I will beat that bastard,” he said normally but I could hear the anger in his tone. I didn’t say it out loud but I was hoping that he would do that if he met him. I knew he would make it better. Somehow, I wanted to hurt him. Hurt the man who broke me. Who destroyed me.
“He…betrayed me,” I said as tears flowed down again. Trying to let out the courage to tell him the truth. Mr. Williams knew but he didn’t know everything. He didn’t know who was the woman with him. “Him and…Stacey. I trusted them, but they…betrayed me. I thought he was the love of my life. I thought she was my friend. But no. They never thought of me. Not even once. Not after they slept multiple times. Not after he got my first.”
I couldn’t take it anymore. I cried. A lot.
Watching me in a shabby state, Jason wrapped his arms around me. Holding me while I was crying in his chest. Sobbing like a baby. He rubbed my hair gently, trying to erase the pain away from me. It’d been almost a year but I still couldn’t get rid of the pain away. Those horrible memories. It would never be erased from me. I would always remember it.
“He doesn’t deserve you. You are too good for him and Stacey as well,” he said. I knew that. Everyone said the same. They were never good for me. As a fiancé and a friend. I deserved better. “Jessica, will you give me the chance?” he asked and I pulled myself from him. Looking straight into his eyes.
“What do you mean?” Without any answer, he slowly closed his face to me. I didn’t have any chance to get away when he pressed his lips to me. I could feel another jolt in my body. The spike. He was just pressing his lips to me, kissing me so softly, yet the thunderbolt between us was strong. Kissing me like I was something precious to him. Something to love.
He pulled away. Our lips were still close. Breathing each other. So hot. Burning. “Give me the chance to remind you how to love and be loved,” he stated. “Let me save you, Jessica.” At his words, he connected our lips again. This time, he was kissing me almost hard and dominating. Almost like he wanted to brand me. A vow. A promise that he would save me. To make me whole again. To start over. But he was holding himself back. He was scared to hurt me.
Was he the one? The one I was waiting for?
I needed to see it first. I couldn’t trust him now, but I was trying to. I wanted to see if he was good enough. Trustful enough to hold my heart and never destroyed it.
With this man…Jason Ross.
“Let me remind you again, Bunny Doll.”
- Writer
