Jesse Morris was a shy 25 year old who worked down the street from Janvier Inc.
Hal Janvier was a powerful man who knew what he wanted and how to get it. Once he sets his eyes on Jesse, the attraction is instant. He knew that the shy man would be h...
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Do you ever feel like things are going so good for you and you feel like the other shoe would drop and things will go to shit?
It's just...
Was it suppose to feel this good?
Was i supposed to feel this content?
This happy?
The thing with struggling for money is, you're going to have a happy place, need one even, and mine happened to be in books. I used to pick out books from bins whenever I chanced one. Or I'd sit in the library, far away from people and just get lost in a really good book.
So yeah. I read a look of books.
Not geometry or the Guide to English language. Not How to Be A Billionaire at Twenty, not Forbes. I particularly hated Forbes. Looking through the young people who were billionaires, reading Kylin it whatever her name was named the first female billionaire at twenty one made me angry.
It just didn't feel fair, you know?
I had to gravel and do things to get to where I was and she was just giv-
Fuck that.
Reading books taught me that something's are never as they seem. Reading books taught me that relationships always have a bad part. To balance out the good.
There was nobody in the store besides me. Jimmy was nowhere to be found and Stanley had a meeting in his office with a smartly dressed woman with circle glasses.
So here I was, a copy of The Friend Zone by Abby Jimenez opened up in front of me.
Before I was left alone, two customers had come in arguing. The woman had grabbed a bottle of wine and aggressively walked up to me while her boyfriend kept calling her name.
I felt a shiver run down my back as I recalled the slap he had gotten before she stormed out of the store, the wine still on the counter.
Would there be a time where Hal would do something so hurtful that I slap him that hard? Or just we'd break up?
It's just...
I'd never been this happy.
The last time I had been this happy was when I thought I found a cheap home with a roommate, only to find out said roommate liked to watch me through a hole in the wall, a little bit high up the wall.
Anytime I was this happy, shit usually hit the fan.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt my phone vibrate. I pulled it out and smiled when I see two messages. One from Hal, the other from Danny.
