TEMPTATION | JENLISA G!P (COMPLETE)

CH 22 🔞

It has been a month since the shooting and I am steadily recovering. Lisa has been by my side almost continually, she only fully returned back to work a few weeks ago. Although she has spent most of her time tending to me; Lisa wouldn't be Lisa if she had let her work slip, I know she trusts her senior members of staff to keep her company afloat but it's her baby. She created it, nurtured it, lived and breathed LMH for the past 8 years. I would often find her in her study or waking up to her sitting upright next to me on the bed with her laptop. I admire her devotion to me but the twinge of guilt was eating away and I forced her back to work.

Although many aspects of our relationship have developed over this period, one area which has ceased to exist has been our sex life. For the first few weeks I was out of action, it was impossible for me to walk any more than a couple of steps without the pain crippling my body so sex was definately out of the question. Lisa point blank refused to touch me anyway out of fear of causing more damage. It was sweet the way she cared for me, Ms CEO is the last person i was expecting to step up to the plate; she has opened her home to me, an issue we still are debating to this day. I know she plans to ask me to permanently move in but i still hold my stance that is it too soon. There is a huge part of me however which is desperate to take the leap, i love this woman, i see a future with her and living together would just cement our commintment to each other but for the first time in a while i had finally managed to regain some independence. Before I had been dating Jisoo for 6 months and it was a very all consuming relationship to say the least. Before and during Jisoo i was living with Rosé, so again sharing my home. When all the shit at Christmas went down and i made that breakthrough at the beach after my confrontation with Jisoo i vowed to start afresh, it felt as if i was leaving my teenage/college years behind and beginning my new life as an adult; a new job, apartment and girlfriend. By moving into Hera i would effectively be giving up this new Jennie before i ever got to fully experience it. Speaking of my new job, i am itching to return. I brought the topic up with Lisa a few days ago and my idea was shot down in flames, her dominant personality in full steam. I know she is only trying to protect me and i admittedly was wary as well, she didnt give me the opportunity to explain however. Alena and her muderous crew haven't been found yet and fear on the matter is something i have to tame and control practically every moment of everyday, i was going to suggest that i work from Hera. It would be simply enough for Minho to email me work to complete and i would then have something to occupy my mind. Lisa got the wrong end of the stick and point blank refused to hear me out; disobeying me from work and then storming out of the room to sulk in her study, something i have noticed she does frequently when her is fustrated or angry, these days mostly at me. I appreciate the fact she is leaning how to be in a normal functional relationship, without the whips, canes and contracts, but i really wish she would stay and talk to me about what is irking her so much. I have had this type of behaviour develop in my relationships before, her sister is case in point, and i will do anything i can do prevent this from happening again. I love Lisa more than i have loved anyone else and to lose her because of lack of communication simply isnt an option.

Macey my physio has just left after another punnishing session so i make my way to Lisa's vast bathroom to shower and change for her arrival home, I want to show her the improvements i have achieved today. I enter Lisa's bathroom and head for the vanity unit but i am halted by the gigantic mirror towering above it. I have tried my hardest, and succeeded may i add, not to look at my battered stomach. It has helped that it has been bandaged up but even when Amelia or the nurse Lisa arranged come to Hera everyday to change them I refused to look. My other injuries have all but faded away; there is still a little evidence of the glass cuts on my arm but i have had the sitiches removed, the bruises which littered my body especially on my face have disappeared and except from a minor short term memory issue my head is fine.