Is It Revenge Or Love?

Seen

~Monroe~

Jaylene and Amber follow me around the house as I point out the main features. I let them know my place was completely open; there was nowhere off-limits. Whatever they wanted, they just had to let me or the staff know, and it would be done. I wanted them to feel welcomed, seeing as how their home is now compromised. I can keep them safer at my place than at theirs.

I hurry back to the office, leaving Jaylene and Amber at my place. I make sure to increase security, having them bring in more guys to watch my place. I don’t think Deon would be dumb enough to come to my place, but then again, I didn’t take him for the kidnapping type.

I walk into my office and see an envelope on my desk. It doesn’t have a return address but has my name on the back—my previous name. I don’t know anyone who has put the pieces together since I’ve been back in the States.

I walk out of my office and stand at my secretary’s desk. She’s not at her desk, and I wonder where she would be. I look around her area, though I don’t really know what I’m looking for. “Uh, is everything okay, sir?” I turn and put eyes on her. She’s looking around her area, looking a bit nervous.

“Where have you been?” She continues to look around.

“I was down in the mail room. I had to drop a few things off that you wanted to send away. I also had to run by HR.” I step closer to her.

“A letter was found on my desk. Who dropped it off?”

“I’m not aware of any letter. It must have been dropped off while I was gone.” I sigh and run a hand down my face.

“My office is not to be accessible to anyone whether you are at your desk or not. No one is allowed in, and especially not to leave items on my desk. Don’t let it happen again.” She nods, and I walk back into my office.

I sigh and sit at my desk, staring at the envelope as though it’s going to jump up at me. I’m not sure about the explanation she gave me, but there’s nothing I can say about it now. I don’t have my CCTV set up yet; they are scheduled to come in another week.

I pick up the envelope and open it. I pull out a white sheet of paper folded in thirds. I unfold the paper and read the line in the middle: I know who you really are. I turn the paper around in my hand, but there’s nothing else there. I hold it up to the light, but no hidden messages exist.

I pull a drawer out and place the letter in it. I’m not sure who would send me that, but I need to be on alert. I don't want to deal with anyone who would do this. I really need to get those cameras in here.

~Deon~

I remove the ice pack from my face and place it on the back of my neck. This is all becoming more of an issue than it should be. Jaylene and I should be planning our big day by now, but instead, I’m dealing with this bullsh.it.

I need more information on this Jensen asshole. All signs point to him being the reason why things have become so difficult. Had Jensen not appeared out of nowhere and intervened in my life, things would be much simpler right now.

My phone rings for the 10th time, and I know I won’t be able to continue to ignore it. “What?”

“Uh, it’s Georgia. I was hoping to speak to Jaylene.”AI chuckle escapes my lips. I lean my head back and close my eyes. The chuckle continues until it’s a full-blown laugh. I lean forward, clutching my stomach, thinking about the absurdity of my situation. “Deon? Is everything okay?”

It takes me a bit, but I finally catch my breath and calm down. “You called to speak to Jaylene, but she isn’t here.”

“sss…was the information not good? I got it directly from Amber’s mom.” I sigh and lean back in my chair.

“The information was fine, minus the part where that Jensen asshole also knows where she lives. She left with him.”

“She left with Mr. Jensen?”

“That’s what I said, isn’t it?” Silence fills the line as I reposition the ice pack.

“I… I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. Be proactive. I want her here, NOW!” I disconnect the call and toss my phone to the side. I grab my glass and down the amber liquid. I’m going to get what I have coming to me; it’s only a matter of time.

~Jaylene~

I’ve been lying on the couch, contemplating my life. How the hell did things end up like this, I’ll never understand. I knew Deon had issues, but kidnapping and taking people hostage is some next-level sh.it. How did I not see this about him? Oh yeah, because I’ve been keeping my distance on purpose.

On top of that, what’s up with Monroe? How does he keep showing up when I need to be rescued? How did he go from Rivers to Jensen? There are a lot of questions I need him to answer, but I have no idea where to start.

“Are you still moping in here?” Footsteps come closer, and Amber sits on the coffee table in front of me.

“Moping? Nah. I’m contemplating my existence.” Amber laughs at that.

“Yeah, call it what you want. Today has been a lot, right?” I look at Amber, the guilt taking over.

“I’m so sorry, Amber. You came back and it’s been almost nonstop drama dealing with me.”

“Please, you’re my bestie. This is just exciting, shaking my life up. I love it.” I roll my eyes. Truth be told, without Amber, I’d have been lost in all this. I’m grateful that I’m going through this with her by my side.