Jyojiko

"I don't look like a prostitute because I am not one." she coldly smiles at his questioning gaze as she sips her coffee. 'Jerk!!' she screams in her head.

"My apologies." he sincerely said, seeing the expression on her face. "But why do you have a key to this room."

"Well, probably because this is MY room." she spat her words as she put down her coffee on top of the coffee table. She chose a magazine with the Kardeshians on the cover and put down her cup on top of it.

He scoffed at this girl watching him with open distaste on her pretty face. He would admit that he felt insulted with how she acted now when just a while ago she was feasting on his body while he was on the phone.

"You change your mind easily, huh?" he said mockingly. "Just a few minutes ago, you said you like me."

"Well, a girl sure can change her mind, as many times as she wants. If you want to change my mind, you could stand up and turn around so I could see you from behind because you see, I prefer a guy with a nice pair of ass."

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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. 

When her flight was canceled due to a heavy storm, she had a one-night stand with a stranger that happened to be the future CEO of one of the top five pharmaceutical companies in the world.

However, the next time they met, he did not remember her!

But is it a reason enough to take revenge? If it was, how far would she go to soothe her wounded ego?

Was it really just her pride that got hurt? 

What really happened that night? And how does a night with a stranger change Jess's life?

[WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.]


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[This chapter is dedicated to DirtybookQueen90. Thank you for the love. I can't thank you enough for your continued support of our story.]

When Jess ended the call, Noah felt a hollowness in his gut that when he stepped on the accelerator, he wished he was driving home to Jess.

"You're in so deep Tiefenbacher and there is no other way to do this," he chuckled, checking his side mirror before taking a U-turn home.

He arrived home with Lucille running with her dog trailing close behind and the two jumped into his open arms. He had to steady himself as he straightened his back from bending down, for they seemed to get heavier each day.

"How's school?" He kissed her flushed and sweaty cheeks.

"It was fine but I like riding horses more." She giggled and wiggled out of his embrace. "When are we going back to LA?"

"There are no horses in LA." He held her hand as they walked toward the direction of the barn.

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