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"Vera?!" Jack called as he entered Vera's kitchen.
He looked around because the lights were on. He stepped on her frying pan as he turned to go up the stairs. When he looked at the floor to see what he matched, he saw some red stains and mistook them for colored fluids.
He hurriedly ran upstairs to her room when he heard no noise, and there seemed to be no presence in the house at all. Jack hesitated before he pushed her bedroom door open and saw no one there.
He kept calling her name and was distracted for a few seconds by her pictures. He took turns to look at them as if that's his first time being at her house.
He lifted one of the photos she took in college with two other students and Hannah. He noticed that there's a dark girl standing far behind them which the camera had gotten as well.
The girl looked familiar to him. He thought for a while to know if he would remember the dark girl with the boyish looks, but he heard a noise in the bathroom.
"Vera, are you in there?" He called as he heard another noise followed by a muffled sound.
"Vera? Are you taking your bath?" He knocked at the bathroom door.
When he heard another noise without a reply, he panicked and threw himself full force at the door and it opened.
His eyes widened when he saw Jessica tied up in the bathroom and a tape was used to seal her mouth. She looked weak and blood poured all over face from her forehead.
"Jesus Christ, Jessica?!" He unsealed her mouth first before he started to untie her hands and legs.
"Where's my sister, I need to talk to her," Jessica looked shaken by whatever that had happened to her.
"Who did this to you? How did this happen?" Jack asked her.
"There was someone in her house… I don't know, I just wanted to come over and stay here because I didn't want to go out with my mom yesterday, then I noticed that the door was open, but the lights were off. I… I… fûck, it hurts! Take it easy!" Jessica screamed out as he quickly untied her legs.
That's when Jack remembered the frying pan downstairs, in the kitchen. The stain is actually Jessica's blood.
"Sorry, I'm almost done. Did you say yesterday?"
"Yes. I came inside, thinking that she came home. But before I could switch the lights on, someone hit me on my forehead and I fainted. I woke up and found myself tied up in here." She explained hurriedly.
"You have been here since yesterday? Who could that be? And how did the person get to open the door?" Jack carried her to the bed.
He thought it was Monica, but decided not to mention it to the girl. He went downstairs to the kitchen, took a small bucket and went back to fetch water in the bathroom.
"Should I take you to the hospital?" He asked as he sat down beside her and dabbed a small towel into the water.
"No, I'm fine. I will buy some pain killers, I can't go to the hospital." Jess protested.
"Why? Are you sure that you will be alright? You spent almost forty hours there, with your mouth, hands and legs tied up." He said flatly, dipping a towel into the cold water.
"I'm okay. I'm more annoyed with myself for not catching that… man… whoever or whatever that person was. Vera needs to hear this so that she will be careful," She stiffened as he massaged her legs with a damp towel.

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RomanceJackson Taylor is a sex freak. Vera Santos was a nymphomaniac. He had nothing to lose, she had nothing to lose until they signed the contract to be sex mates for only ten days until his doctor came back. He's a ruthless billionaire who doesn't give...