CHAPTER FOURTEEN ~~Meeting Jack Again

Mr. Jack sat in the couch of his hotel room, his leg on top of the table, it was shaking to the rhythm of the song blaring out of the speakers in the next room. He sometimes picked up the strawberries in his plate and ate. This is Charlotte's favorite food, let's eat and think about her some more. He told himself as he fed himself repeatedly. He suddenly stood up and went to the window, he rested at the window pane looking out to the streets. It was getting late. There was a room opposite his window, the room was so transparent due to the light in the room and all the curtains were rolled up. He was about to look away or maybe go inside when he saw something interesting. A half nude girl came into view and he immediately thought of Charlotte. He dreamt of tying her up with a rope one more time. How amazing it's gonna be. She would be so helpless and vulnerable and beautiful. He could do whatever he wanted to her. When he looked at that girl again, she was getting spanked right there in her kitchen as she washed dishes. A large man yanked her light pink panties up the crack of her ass and spanked her round beautiful tanned cheeks. Jack stayed in the dark so they wouldn't notice him watching. It seemed like the man was yelling at her as he slapped her ass. Then he pulled off her panties, got on his knees and buried his face between her ass cheeks. It blew off Jack's mind. He felt his cock aching and just had to unzip his pants and take his throbbing cock into his hand. The man stood up; his finger disappeared into her ass. She squirmed and he grabbed her long black hair, bending her head back and licking her neck. Again and again, he rammed his finger in and out of her. Then he pushed her over the sink, took his cock and pushed it into her ass. Even at this distance, he heard her squeal and saw her jerk. The man showed no mercy, fucking her in the ass until she fucked him back. Jack loved the transformation, he loved what he was seeing– seeing her resist at first and then pushing her ass to meet the man's cock was an amazing sight. He could hear the man calling her a whore and a slut and telling her to take it up the ass like she needed it. It was just too much! Jack came before either of the two in the window did. And this made him really angry. Where is Charlotte? Isn't she gonna show up at all? Ugh! He can't believe that he just lost it thinking of those couple. But that didn't stop him from peeking two hours later. The girl was with a different guy this time. He saw her getting felt up by a much older man. The man was wearing a suit. The man was shorter than her, his head barely reaching her chin. He had her up against the fridge. He was opening her blouse and she was pushing him away, but not too vigorously. She seemed to let him overpower her until her black bra was exposed. Once he had her tits exposed he sucked on one and fondled the other. All the fight had gone out of her; she was leaning back against the fridge, her eyes closed and her mouth open. The older man sucked each tit in turn, then removed his belt and lightly tapped each nipple. Flinging the belt aside, he put one hand over her mouth and his other hand between her legs under her skirt. He must have known what he was doing under there because she put her arms around him and rubbed her tits in his face.That was too much of a sight for Mr. Jack to bear. When is he gonna try all that out with Charlotte? His attendant knocked and came into the room.

"Have you located her? Where is she?" Mr. Jack asked Addie as he advanced towards her.

"Uhm, she was in All Cares Hospital. She just got picked up by her boss."

Jack frowned. "All Cares Hospital? That hospital...." He clenched his fist.

"Yeah, she was there to abort her baby."

"What?!!!" Mr. Jack was mad. He grabbed his coat and then his shoes. Soon, he was dressed. His body burned with rage. Charlotte is such a dead meat when he gets his hands on her. Abort his baby without his permission? He might not want to keep the child but she should've informed him before taking his own sperm out of her skin? Is she crazy. Of course she's crazy. He's gonna show her who's crazier between the two.

Drive there." he ordered his chauffeur who barely nodded and then drove off.

*

As Charlotte reached the hospital earlier in the day, she booked an appointment with the doctor who told her to come back in the midday. She waited till midday, before she went back to meet her doctor and she was prepared for the abortion, she was stripped off her clothes by the nurses and given a hospital gown. She was wheeled into the abortion ward. But as she saw her baby after the ultra sound and scanning, she began to cry. She was torn apart. This was her first child, if her mom took her away when she was pregnant, she won't have been alive.

Isn't it better if she was dead than living like this. She asked herself. So many lives are better than hers. She don't want to give her baby that kind of life. But no, the baby didn't do anything. It was all her fault so why blame the baby?

As the doctor came in and smiled towards her. "Are you ready." Raising a syringe to inject her, "I am not ready." she snapped.

"You're not ready?"

"Yeah, I don't want to take my baby out anymore. So please..." she unstrapped herself from stretcher, she climbed down from it and stumbled away to the dressing room. She changed her clothes dizzily and left the hospital. She stopped by the grocery store which was near the hospital and grabbed a cup noodle. She sat at one of the tables infront of the store and began to eat hungrily with the chopsticks. She's so tired. What is she gonna do if not eat? She have ruined her career, herself and smeared her future for life. Kudos to the bitchest bitch in the world because that's her. Where will she dream from here? She won't have to worry about that now. She will worry about that when she gets home, sort things out with Trevor, she will re-plan her life again.

It was almost evening when she phoned Brother Mark to come pick her up. She was relaxing and looking out the streets and the big designer billboards littered all over the city, she was reading and watching the billboards one after the other. One billboard had the full picture of Mr. Jack. His gaze, his half parted hair, he was shirtless...he had a company perfume in one of his hands while only wearing a short knicker showing off that crazy body of his. He was advertising for a perfume company, she read the content of the bill, it was Dee Marius company again. She suddenly scoffed. That bastard! One look and you think he's such a nice person but he's so cold and rude. She will never want to see him again in her life.

Few minutes later, Mark showed up in his car and she got in while Brother Mark gave her a hug, patting her shoulder.

"Thank God you're alive." Brother mumbled still patting her.

"Alive? I'm supposed to be alive." she disengaged from him. The look of concern on his face made her smile in order to reassure him. "I didn't take my baby out. I couldn't. I just...just changed my mind." she said.

He nodded and squeezed her palm. "That's better. You're gonna be fine." he encouraged her. She nodded while he set the car in motion ready to drive away.

"I was calling you in the morning but you didn't take my calls, why? "

She quickly checked her call logs."Oops! You really called. Uhm, I am sorry."

"You got me worried all day."

She smirked. "Why worry? I'm a strong woman."

"Not about being strong. I wanted to warn you or rather, give you a heads up but you weren't taking my calls."

She furrowed her brows."Heads up?"she crossed her arms against her chest.

"Yeah, Jack is in town. Everyone have been talking about it. He's been in town for almost two days now."

Charlotte heartbeat increased, cold shivers ran down her spine immediately. Oh no, she can't meet that terrible human being again in her life.

Brother Mark touched her shoulder and she almost jerked. "Are you scared? Do you want me to report him to the police?"

"I'm fine. You don't have to. Besides, reporting him to the police is like doing nothing at all. They will think I'm insane for doing that. "

"They won't."

"It's gonna be. Because an ordinary anchorperson like me and someone like Mr. Jack? Isn't that ridiculous....I don't want to, someone as great as him, everyone is gonna be like, I'm tryna ruin his image or curry favor or maybe that I'm running my mouth all because I work in a broadcasting company. I won't want that."

Brother Mark heaved. They were almost home. "Okay, just know that I'm always here for you."

She looked at him and made a disgusting sound. "Come on Brother Mark, you make it sound like I'm gonna die or someone is likely gonna eat me up." she pointed at him. "And stop saying that so romantically, you make my body cringe."

He smiled. "I'm not allowed to be romantic with you?"he teased.

She size him up with her eyes. " You're not allowed. So don't even try that..." the car suddenly came to a stop, almost jerking her out of her seat if not for her seatbelt. She turned her gaze to him immediately. "What's wrong?" she asked Mark, who didn't speak, he was just looking front, not blinking. She turned to look at her front, and there was a black limousine packed infront of them. Her heart trembled. Oh no! She gulped. How did this pervert find her? Did he put a tracker on her or something? And like a nostalgic feeling, she began to perceive the smell of strawberries and cigarettes in the air...Oh no. She's in a hot soup. She gulped hard. She turned to look at Brother Mark and their eyes met. "Mark, what am I gonna do? What's he doing here?"

"I don't know how he was able to find you so quickly but this is not good." he said shaking his head.

"Is he stalking me or something? Why is he haunting me around? " she replied with her heart already shaking.

"Don't worry. I'm gonna keep you safe." Brother Mark assured her but is she gonna buy that? No one can keep her safe from that monster. She's the only person who can keep herself safe.

She mustered up courage and opened the car door. Brother Mark held her back. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked.

"To keep myself safe. I don't want you getting involved. He might ruin your life too. So stay away okay? I'm fine. At least, I'm gonna be. My life won't be more ruined than it already is." She assured him with a smile as she stepped out of the car.

*

Mr. Jack saw her step out of the car and he did too. He was standing by the side of his limousine tapping his leg on the floor and smoking his cigarettes. She stood infront of him while the body guards circled around them. He smirked as his eyes travelled to her tummy almost immediately.

"Hey Charlotte. It's been a long time, isn't it?"

"Can't we talk somewhere quiet. I believe that's what you came here to do."

He giggled. "You're so quite smart all the time. How did you know that I wanted to talk to you."

"Otherwise, you won't have shown up here like a thief." she snapped wishing she could bury him with her eyes. But, how handsome he'd become in this past two months. So unfair. How can this super hot guy be so innocent and yet, so beasty at the same time? But she won't fall for that. She can't be swayed by that. Not after what he made her go through. He laughed. His good set of teeth exposed, his deep set eyes squeezing up like that of a kid's. At this point, you will think that he can't hurt a fly but remembering how he locked her up for two days and used her, not even that pained her the most, she was tied up like a stubborn dog which needed to be put on a leash! Such a cruel man!

"Enter the car, let's talk." he said but she shook her head. Once bitten twice shy, twice beaten is a fool's plight...She remembered her late father's words.

"I'm sorry but I've changed my mind. Let's talk here." she said crossing her arms.

"Really? Okay then." he bit his lower lips sizing her up with his eyes. He signaled his bodyguards to shift a little bit away from them and they did. So he started. "Isn't there anything you feel like you wanna tell me?"

She creased up her brows. She knew what he was talking about. "Something that I wanna tell you? No, I don't have anything to say to you." she said sternly.

He frowned. A deep frown, the type that always made her whole body shiver and cower in fear, this is one part of him that she was getting used to. She didn't let his expression shake her up even for a bit.

"Oh really?" he frowned deeper. "Miss Charlotte, don't tense me up. Please don't. Just play nice when I'm playing nice with you too. No need to get me all riled up and mad at same time."

She clenched her fist and gulped. His eyes were so blueish now, meaning how dead serious he was. "What you wanna know? Okay, I'm pregnant but I don't see how it should bother you."

"Of course it does bother me because the baby is mine."

"Hell no! The baby belongs to me and my boyfriend!...oops, ex actually. The baby isn't yours."

He was getting angry. "Don't lie to me. That baby is mine. I can feel him from where I'm standing."

She giggled awkwardly. "Mr. Feeler, this baby isn't yours and besides, how did you know that? When are you gonna quit stalking me? You wouldn't want me to involve the police?"

"I am not stalking you and what if I do? I don't want you to go around ruining my image."

"You punk!" she screamed into his face almost pouncing on him.

He suddenly smiled. "I was about to whip your ass. I was prepared to do that when I showed up here. I thought you aborted my baby."

She scoffed. "The baby isn't yours and I'm doing the abortion tomorrow." she lied.

He gave her a grim stare. "Don't you dare."

She stepped close fighting his eyes with hers. "I dare. I will do it and there's nothing you can do because it's not your baby. The baby is mine!"

He suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist. "You won't dare. It's a warning. I wanted you to take out the baby, I would've told you to do it if you told me about the pregnancy, coz I won't wanna have a child with someone like you but, you turned out to be stubborn..." he palmed her face making her wriggle in his grasp, "so stubborn, you had the temerity to think about the abortion all by yourself when the owner is still handsome, alive and breathing?"

Her ears almost exploded. Did he just call himself handsome, alive and breathing? "Now listen Charlotte, I'm gonna take you to the hospital for a DNA test and if the baby turns out to be mine..." he peered into her eyes as if he was gonna make the most gravest decision his life. "If the baby turns out to be mine...I will marry you."

"Never!! I'd rather die than end up with someone like you..." he was still talking when he sank his teeth into her shoulder. She gasped.

"Hmmm, you always taste like you..." he muttered smacking his lips as he detached his body from hers. She scoffed. Such a dog!