Fated Love, Unwritten Endings

icult. It required a level of cold-blooded

with potential investors for his startup. I knew he would c

ning his tie. He was tired, but his eyes were bright with

aight to the master bathroom.

an to pound.

lightly, and grabbed my phon

spered into the phone. "The front d

e she could ask

er arrival. I met her at the door. She was dressed in jeans a

nightgown into her hands. "Go into the master bedroom.

w, triumphant smile spread across her fac

stood at the bottom, listening. I heard the

e shower stopped. The

d my

el wrapped around his waist, walking out of the steamy bathroom. The room would be dark, save for the moonlig

husky voice. "You

oft sound of him getting int

is time, thick with sleep and

our agreement. An agreement we hadn't fulfilled in months, ever since my "awakening.

ed sound from Frances.

imate sound that made my stomac

wasn't a sound of pleasure. It was a sound of

n the bedroom s

heavy

sharp and laced with

ll was

on a shirt. He was furious, his face pale with rage. F

bbed his keys and escorted France

as a palpable force in the r

at, Jaliyah?" he roar

t it was what you wanted," I said, my voice delibe

"You call that helping? That was cruel. You're

him? I was trying to save my own life. I was tryi

th almost spilling from my lips. That's n

lowed the words, the truth

? What sick game are you playin

anger, but a deep, genuine pain. And it wasn't for Frances. It

I had accounted for his love for the her