Chapter 219 : What Do You Feel?

Chapter 219 : What Do You Feel?
Chapter 219: What Do You Feel?

Jessica 

“Nova has me struggling with quite a lot.” Sophie said, flipping through some files as she sat on the large chair of her office.

Her office was beautiful, filled with colors.

“But she is determined to pull through so that is what we should focus on. On her urge to get back up, not the fact that she fell.”

“I am not mad at her, but I worry for her. Nova gets captured by emotions, if school had not come up in the conversation today, she would have said too much to Callan and Logan.”

“She has the right to do that.” She said, taking a sip of her tea. She was dressed up in a suit, looking like she was ready to take over the world.

“They took you from her, from Zara and even my mother. She had the reason to rage so she will. She is an angry teenager because she has a lot of things to be angry about.”

“I suppose you are right, I just…” I sat down on a chair across from her.

“I don't want her to be dependent on anyone, I want her to study and get a job.”  I said and she looked at me.

“You want her to do what you think you are not going to be able to do?” 

“Stop reading me, that is creepy.” She smiled.

“Do you realize that you can still study and get a job? You are so young, Jessica.”

“I want to go to Covenant university.” I said.

“And the last time, I checked. It is not in Morocco.” She hummed.

“Ask them about it after Emma returns.”

“Do you think they will agree?” 

“The Callan and Logan I know should agree.” She replied. I looked down at my hands.

“Should I not be grateful for whatever I have right now?” 

“Don't settle.” She said.

“If there is something you want to do and you can do it, not doing it feels stupid, does it not?” She put her hand on top of mine.

“Learn, Jessica. Learn and grow, a brilliant woman like you is not meant to be held down even by love. The men we are with, they can give us the world but taking it yourself is a feeling like none other.” She grinned.

“Now, I have to go. I am getting a new assistant today.”


I stood there, putting my elbows on the railing as the wind ruffled through my hair. The city was spread out in front of me, this reminded me of when Logan had said he owned Morocco. Then I felt him.

“It is beautiful, isn't it?” Logan put his hand on either side of me, standing behind me. 

“It is,” I replied and then Callan appeared.

“What are you thinking about, Jessica?" he asked.

“The future.” I replied and he hummed, cupping the side of my face and dropping a kiss on my lips.

“What about it?” 

“Nothing, everything, it is weird.” I muttered. Logan wrapped his arms around me. 

“I want to do so many things.”

“Then do them all.” Logan said.

“That will mean you two are letting me go.” 

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Logan POV 

Letting her go? I don't think we could do that.

“We don't even know what we are.” She said.

“We are something which happened because of your hate for my father. You can't say it was just because you wanted to keep me safe from Chase.”

“We are not saying that.” Callan said. 

“We would have returned you to your father if we hadn't figured out that he was hurting you.” She sighed.

“How long do you plan to hold on to something rooted in hate and fear?” I turned her around.

“Rooted in hate and fear?” I asked.

“But do you still fear us? Do you still hate us?” I asked. She looked at me and then at Callan.

“I have never hated you, I have always feared you. I don't fear you now.” 

“Then why are you so determined to fight this?” She looked away.

“I am not determined to fight this, I feel for you…for both of you.”

“What do you feel?” I asked.

“I..I like you, I can't imagine my life without you both now because it was so terrible.” She let out a breath.

“You took me, your actions were vengeful yet you saved me. I never thanked you for that.”

“Don't thank us for giving you something you always deserved.” Callan said.

“But I didn't have it, thank you for saving me. I…going through that was breaking me apart each day. How broken I was, I didn't realize it till I was no longer being shattered.” 

I cupped the side of her face, she looked at us, beautiful eyes filled with tears.

“I..I” I kissed her forehead.

“Soon everything will be okay, sweetheart.” I assured her. She smiled a crumbled smile.

“Okay.”


Jessica was sleeping beside me, her head resting on my shoulder and I brushed the strands of her hair away from her face. She is so beautiful. I sighed as I sat down on the bench, the sky was thundering tonight. I knew for a fact that Callan was taking pictures of it with his little camera from his room. I watched as Sophie’s car entered the mansion, a Bugatti. I knew it belonged to Adriano for some time, she slowed down as she neared me and rolled the window down.

“Are you waiting for it to rain so that you can cry and no one will notice?” 

“You know me too well, little Rizzo.” She smiled.

“Where is Jessica? She loves storms.”

“She is sleeping, she will wake up hearing thunder.” She nodded.

“I am going to make some hot chocolate for myself, do you want some?” 

I held myself back from saying no, but she made a good hot chocolate.

“Yes, please.” 

“Sit at the gazebo, Logan. Storms look better from there, I will be back.”

She drove into the garage. I sighed, rubbing my forehead. We had to leave in a few days, Jessica didn't know yet. I didn't know what the fuck she would do. No way in hell could we stay here, Lucas was going to fly back home today, taking over everything for the time being. He didn't like being there. I walked to the gazebo, sitting on the couches there. Colouring books were scattered around, the sky thundered and just then, it rained. The door of the balcony Jessica had been sleeping in opened and she stepped out dressed in a red nightgown. 

I watched, mesmerized as she lifted her head, a smile coming on her face. She ran her hands through her hair, grinning towards the sky. Until this moment, I hadn't been aware of how deep my feelings for her were. Until this moment, I hadn't been aware of the fact that I love her with every remaining piece of my heart.