The few days in Italy had been terrible days for Rose; Jack was notably absent from the house and hired a female escort to watch over her. Even as she would later know she was to be called, she was nowhere near Viola, her previous bodyguard, and was a witch in disguise; she was irritating and annoying, and above all, she was always looking at Rose as though in a few seconds she would escape. On this particular day, she had tucked in Alonso to sleep and decided to head down stairs to check the latest buzz in the entertainment world when she came across a strange channel with Jack's face as the guest for the show. She was beyond shocked to see Imade standing side by side with him. She settled down on the couch and watched on as the show commenced."Welcome to our show, Mr. and Mrs. Jack," said the presenter, whom Rose would eventually know as Linda introduced them."Great to have us on the show; I mean, we never thought we would be honored, but either way, it is great to be here," Imade r

"It's good to see you again, son." Priscilla exclaimed, hugging Jack, "You don't look your happy self." She exclaimed, noticing the gloomy countenance of her son."You really believe I will be happy knowing you orchestrated all this shite happening? Why Priscilla? Why did you choose to ruin my life? To ruin Rose's life, what has that girl ever done to you?"Priscilla sighed, taking her seat on the couch."I was only trying to do you a favor, Jack; that girl was no good for you!" Jack chuckled, taking his seat opposite her."Where is she right now?" Priscilla didn't answer the question; she pretended to be watching the movies."Answer me, dammit! Where the fuck are Rose and my son?" Jack was seeing red at the moment. He knew Priscilla was keeping them hostage."I don't think I will want to tell you where she is; I will remind you that you have a contract with Imade, and I hope you are aware that if you screw up, you will not only lose your beloved wife but also your son." Jack stood up

When Jack woke up the following morning, he held his head right as he was having a migraine. It took him time to adjust to the entire environment. Suddenly, something crossed his mind, and he raised the duvet up to see that he was naked. So many foggy memories of what happened last night flashed through his brain, but he could not piece them together. His door opened, and Imade came in with breakfast."I see you are awake," she remarked, placing the tray on her lap as she sat down and looked at him."What happened last night?" Jack looked at her, waiting for an answer."Nothing, except for the fact that you were really a power horse in bed, I will give it to you that you are naturally gifted, Jack," she followed her statement up with an irritating giggle.Memories of seeing Image on top of him, straddling and riding him flashed through his brain, and at that moment, his eyes widened in shock."We had sex?""It is really funny that you don't remember last night for the heat and intense

Jack entered the kitchen and noticed Imade was making pancakes. He had decided to play her game, so he approached her stealthily and hugged her from behind, kissing her in the neck."It looks like someone is in a good mood this evening," she said, not turning to look at him."Why wouldn't I be? I mean, when I went out this morning to clear my head, I thought to myself, Why do I hate you, though? The sex last night, I hate to admit, was one of the best I have ever had." She released herself from his grasp and turned to look at him to check if he was lying, but she noticed how honest he was."I can't believe it! Jack? Those were some of the sweetest things you have said to me in a long time." She hugged him. Jack smiled to himself; the bitch bought his act so quickly."Yes, and I am sorry if my actions hurt you in the past. I love you, not Rose. I realize now that she was nothing but out of my league," he said, holding her hands and staring at her in admiration."I tried to let you know,

Later that night, Jack didn't want the incident that had occurred the previous night to happen, so he gave imade the excuse of having some paperwork to finish up.When he was alone in his room, there was something he had tried to remember he needed to accomplish. Like a flash, it occurred to him that he had made a mental note to reach out to Jeremy. He picked up his phone and put a call across to Jeremy."Hello?" Jack faltered a bit; the person who had picked up wasn't Jeremy, and the voice sounded familiar."Hey man." Another thing Jack noticed was the fact that there had seemed to be some sort of struggle with the phone before Jeremy's voice surfaced."Yeah, how do you do?" Jack asked."I'm doing great. So why did you call?" Jack noticed how he was stuttering a bit while answering the call."Well, Xavier called earlier this evening and complained bitterly about the Vladimir issue, stating that it needs to be addressed.""I have already told you, Jack, there is nothing to be address