Seduced 3 by Jones P.A

Author:Jones, P.A. [Jones, P.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-11-08T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Nikki

While sitting in the living room, I watched Gerome drinking a hell lot of alcohol from my dad’s private collection. Jerk. From the moment he’d come inside the house, he was all about complaining what dad had done with him and how much he missed me and—the finest alcohol. He didn’t even ask about Stephen. Thank God I left him with Carrie for today.

“Babe, do you want so….me…sucker,” he said, and he laughed like a maniac. Did I hate him? Yes, probably I hated him for what he did to my life. But what should I do now was the biggest question I had. What the hell happened to me? I couldn’t even make a proper decision yet. Why am I so worried about him? I should kick him out and go with Tristan. But I was afraid to make any decision yet. I wanted to know why Gerome was back and what had really happened.

I went into my room to change. I removed my dress, took my pajamas out of my closet and sat on the bed. I started pulling my pajamas up, bt— the hell with it, it refused to come up.

“Fuck you…” I muttered loud, and checked what was I doing. Instead of my pajamas, I was trying to pull a white top on. “What the heck.” I threw it away and picked a pair of pajamas this time.

“Babe, where are you?” Gerome was shouting from the living room. I was in my room and I could still hear him. “Why is he shouting so loud?”

No, I can’t live here, at least not in the home where this jerk is drinking and shouting. I need to get away. I pulled on the first top I could find and grabbed the car keys. I used my private elevator to get out of the house, without running into the jerk called my husband.

My Range Rover was parked there. I pressed the digital key again and again, but nothing happened. There were sounds coming from the car, but the door didn’t open.

“Now what?” I pressed the key again; the sound wasn’t coming from my car, but from some other one. I turned around; it was Tristan’s car. I forgot that I brought his car home.

Guilt swallowed my heart. I’d just bailed on him like that. His car had a child seat fitted at the back. Here we sat, three of us having fun, long rides and pep talks. I’m already missing you, Tristan. He was really looking forward to this relationship and I bailed on him like that. How evil I can get?

Unintentionally, I touched the driver's seat. I felt like he’d left one piece of him in that car. A warm tear touched my cheek, fanning my feelings for him. I opened the back door and sat there for a while. I had to clear my head and think this through. There was a lot at stake.

I got out of the back seat after a while, but while

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