BEING SPECIAL
Tessy flinched as Jade seized her arms, her grip tightening like a vice. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, a physical reminder of the truth both women knew: Jade was relentless.
She had anticipated this confrontation, but Tessy hadn’t expected Jade to act with such urgency.
“Ma’am, you’re hurting me,” Tessy cried, her voice wavering.
Jade leaned closer, an infuriating calmness in her voice. “What were you planning on doing earlier?” She held her ground, waiting for Tessy to respond, but all that escaped the other woman were pained groans.
The silence draped over them like a dense fog, thick with tension.
With a resigned sigh, Jade released her grip, placing a hand on her waist. There was no need for theatrics; her plan was still on course. She just needed Tes
