Coalesce ✔️

CH-4

The night was dark and the life of the victim was not so bright... if will talk about.

Jane entered her house around four in the morning, dropped by Miller, so-called Hobb's courtesy.

she was panting high because of all the stupid questions asked by that arrogant man, he was not taking no for an answer and just implying his decisions on her, even his boss was not bothered by the amount of pressure he was putting on the laywoman.

They have decided that she was the culprit, then she was. fuck them!

It almost took her an hour to come back to her place and when she tried to talk to Nialla, they simply stopped her by saying Madam was asleep already, we can't disturb her. hell, why would they?

she saw Christopher sitting in the corner staring at her with his so-called deep intense look without even caring about her feelings and when he was hell-bound that she was at blame, then why to let her go now.

the pain was dancing at it best in her head and she was in desperate need of a good sleep. thank god it was Sunday tomorrow.

when she was about to fall asleep her phone ringed and it was her mother.

"where are you?" she asked in concern, she doesn't even say hi nor hello, she was sounding unsettled, her breaths were uneven and she was saying that she called her so many times and why was she not picking her call.

"Mom calm down! it's four in the morning what do you expect?" she said in her low voice.

"tell me where are you... are you ok?" she asked her again

"yes mom, I am FINE and I am HOME, what happened why are you so worried?" she asked in her own anxiety

she inhaled and exhaled and said "I was just thinking too much, nothing else, you go to sleep, will call you in the morning, love you Jane, please TAKE CARE." by saying that she cut the call and left her in her own cruel world, Jane doesn't even get the time to tell her any fake story. it was anything like supersonic wave came and passed by, but got even noticed.

she stared at the ceiling for some time and sleep overtook her.

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when Jane left along with Miller, Christopher was not in the right mood, they tried every kind of tactic to find the truth out, even the lie detector and somewhat threatened her over her loved ones lives but not even a single clue got loose hoop.

she was clean, her words, her story everything was neat as a fine whiskey. which by the way he was holding in his hand, he went to his same place after the so-called interrogation process, the unsuccess was killing him so much that he decided to take a bath in his own greave of liquor.

The girls dancing in front of him were no fun, even that glass of whiskey seemed no leisure.

his mind was on his current failure as a businessman and how does that girl took his most prized possession, she was hiding something but what? that was the biggest puzzle he had to solve.

He wanted to pursue her in a good way, like ask her out, take her on some fancy dates or something these days regular people do, but the beginning which led to doubt and fickle,

what do you think now?

he was getting on the path of his new obsession and he was totally unaware.

his eyes were glued to the same spot and his glass was half empty the fifth one.

He was not in the mood for any new activity, he just wanted to feel his loneliness and he just wanted to run his horses that How and when she did all that.

but it seemed that someone was hell-bent on irritating him the most at the moment. the hand roaming on his shoulder and neck was smooth but forceful, he simply doesn't want that, and when he was acting all dead, why it has not gone yet.

he held the hand without even looking at the face and twisted it in his own grip. pulling it towards his direction, gaining a soft but sexy moan from the owner, he made the person forcefully walked in front of him from the back of the sofa.

he first saw the black pointed heels, followed by the black leather jeans, with god knows what style of shimmery belt, again black top with a denim black jacket, long curly hairs and when her face came in front of his eyes, he lost it.

her beautiful grey eyes, dark red lips, sculpted face, damn she looked like she came straight from his imagination.

'wait a minute she looks familiar,

JANE!' his head shouted

his eyes were large, mouth open and the glass fell from his hand.

the sound broke the trance, where she was just staring at him like a lost kid, her lower lip was in the captive of her white teeth and her other hand was rubbing his hand to lose his grip over her hand.

she was wiggling at her place but his grip seemed to getting more tight.

"Maybe I'm thinking way too much about her," he mumbled low and looked elsewhere, he was looking at another girl but no jane in her, he looked at the girl in his captive again and boom jane was back.

he rubbed his eyes and again looked at her but no change in his vision. "you are hurting me." said THE jane in his grip

her voice was so sexy and seductive that it caused Christopher to rethink all the stupid thoughts about her and made him rethink the damn positions with her under him.

She bent down to his sitting level and the grip of her teeth on her lips seemed constant, she was bitting there way too hard, her eyes were Lil moist. she freed her lips when she said "you are hurting me, PLEASE LEAVE ME..." more like begged.

the bestial, Christopher was hiding behind his arrogant self was overtaking his sense of empathy, without even thinking another thought he jerked her towards him, taking a hold of her waist, putting her on his shoulder like some rice sack, and left with her fists hitting on his back.

but her mischievous smile behind his back was saying something else.

A/N-

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