• ONGOING.
Where did it all begin? In the past? In the future? Who can say where it began? Do the beginning and the end even exist? Or is it a connection to an endless loop? You will carry this pain until you read to find out.
Author's note: This picture of Chuck Bass and Blair Waldorf will come relevant in a seconded as you read on.😘😉 Also the characters in a long run, if you have watched Gossip girl. You know you love me ox ox the author.
After dinner, you were taken to a room. A room that you never have seen before. White walls, Big window showing the view of beautiful New York City. It was dark outside but you still saw the beauty of it.
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You noticed you had a big king-sized bed. Bed covers were silk. You had a bathroom and a room-sized closet, of cores full of close all ready for you. You walked into the bathroom and took off your dress, you decided to have a hot long shower.
All you thought about was Jim at the moment and a shower might help to wash him off your mind.
Hopping inside you felt the hot shower burning your skin. You liked the feeling. Feeling the dirt you have accumulated over the god knows how long you been here. You know in the shower you can finally think.
You have many questions answered by Jim but not enough and you have more questions than ever. Like, What happened to his parents? What did they do to him? What was his childhood like? Did he kill his parents? What was the hidden message in the painting?
Does he like you or something because of the nice dinner? No, he is just charming you up because then he thinks you won't leave.
When getting out of the shower and going to the closet you get yourself some nice sleeping wear. Surprisingly it fits perfectly, too perfectly you might add.
Wondering how he knew, another question in your mind. You need to thank him for the nice place in the morning. When getting inside the bed you feel the most comfortable you ever felt in your life. The silk bed covers felt so soft and cosy.
Drifting to sleep...You wake up to some movement in your bed in the middle of the night. Getting up you look around, but can't see anything in the dark. You but the light on revealing Jim next to you.
WHAT THE FUCK IS JAMES MANUËL DOING IN THE BED?
You are scared to move now, frightened you might wake him up. He all of a sudden moves, turning his face towards you. You slowly move back to your sleeping position.
Hoping that someway this is a dream and if you go back to sleep you will wake up and see that he is not there and it's just your head messing with you. Closing your eyes you breathe out and in.
Nothing is working. You can only hear his breathing with your own. You start counting numbers... Nothing. You open your eyes again and still see him in the bed with you.
Crap...
you close your eyes again in hopes you will wake up soon. but no. All of a sudden you feel he has his hand on you and he is getting closer. Now he has you trapped in his grip. He is spooning you...
double crap...
You close your eyes.
WHAT IS GOING ON?
You cant stay like this. You need to get out of the bed... away from him.
Trying to move you think you successfully moved his hand and started slowly to move from the bed. However, he stops you and get's you in a stronger grasp. " Where are you are thinking of going, baby?"
You are shocked by his words. You can't take this and try to move with full power. " No, No, No. you're not going anywhere."
He gets up in a fast motion and now is on top of you. " I need you here. Please stay with me." he moves closer and he locks lips with your own. By that, you have given in on him. Melting on to the kiss. He smiles into the kiss and keeps going. Two of you make out in the bed.
You now have your both hands on his dark messy hair. He, on the other hand, has one still on your waist and other on your neck. His hand from the waste is now moving more up from your shirt to your breast.
He is just holding it in his hand wiles with the other still on your neck. Now he has stopped the kissing and moves on to kissing your cheek down to your chin.
He kisses it before moving on to another side of your neck. You look up to the sealing feeling lost. Jim is still attacking your neck. You feel him sucking on it and you already know it's going to be a mark.
He then comes back to your soft lips and you don't resist. But he stops and is staring at you now. His light brown eyes looking at yours. He smiles and is stroking your cheek.
His hands are so soft and you want this to never end. "(Y/N), I...I...lo..." Everything is cut off, next minute you know you are still in your room. This time Jim is not here with you.
Instead, you are in the room by yourself. Now you know it was a dream. You look around and see the alarm clock against the bedside on the small table. It's still dark. 1.29 am, well you can't get any sleep now because of the dream. You sit at the bedside and think. What did that mean?
Did you accidentally fall for James Manuël? Looking around the room you notes a bookshelf. You get out of the warm bed and walk to the shelf. Interested in what books he has given you.
Noticing it's mostly best sellers. You pick up a book. "The Secret Barrister: Stories of the Law and How It's Broken"
uhh, this might be interesting. "The book's opening is about a man, Mr Tuttle. Who was accused of assaulting his blind and on crutches neighbour? When reading the first few pages you felt amused.
No wonder it's a best seller. Its touches of humour, explore the law and its highly interesting.
When reading the first chapter you looked at the time. 2 am, you thought you shouldn't say up laugh at night and get some rest... without dreaming about him...
