Sometime later.Jim and Rena were on a mountain top, enjoying the view of the magnificent forest. Her belly was slightly swollen.A couple of birds flew by.“How do they find food?” Rena curiously asked.“God provides for them,” Jim said.“Yeah, but he doesn’t drop food in their nests, would he?” Rena retorted.“We work like buffaloes, and then buy food, cook it, and then put it in our mouths, chew it, and then our stomach has to digest it,” Jim said. “Just like us, birds also fly about to find grains, bugs, spiders, and… they can see from afar unlike us. They can see a tiny spider that’s dancing on its web under a tree shade from hundreds of meters away. So, yeah, God equipped them with enough skills so they can feed themselves even though they don’t live under a roof like us.”Just then, a brown Bentley arrived at the scene.John stepped out first and then opened the door for her. She got up and said, “Why don’t you also carry me over there because I can’t walk, you know.”“I was ju
THANK YOU:: JIM IS HIM… is finished! Have you enjoyed it? I hope so. I definitely enjoyed writing it as it was challenging. It was supposed to be a 500 chapter long work, but I condensed it and finished it quickly. To all those who read every chapter and reached this page… you have my humble thanks. A big thanks to readers Lynn Casey, Mickey Ritch, and Liwhundebe Emmanuel for their precious votes. A special thanks to Rex Magnus for his lovely review. Much appreciated, Brother. CHARACTERS:: I hope you can take away some memorable characters from this novel. My favorite character is Jim, not because he’s the protagonist, but because he will give me food if I go to his restaurant with empty pockets more than once. He didn't have many friends growing up, but if you ask Shiney, she’ll tell you that he’s the kind you wouldn’t want to end your relationship with once you get to know him. Then again, Shiney might give you a different answer depending on the mood she’s in when you ask her.
“Jim, isn’t it done yet?” Lola’s voice echoed in the hall. “I’m dying out of hunger here.”“Almost done, ma’am,” a manly voice replied from the kitchen. “Just a minute.” It was Jim Drake cooking in the kitchen. With 185 cm tall, he was the tallest man in the house, but he was also the only man that did all the house chores. From cooking to cleaning, he did the job of a butler and a maid ever since he married Lola’s daughter. Because he did an exceptional job at it, no maid was hired to take care of the house.Pretty soon, Jim brought two dishes specially made for his mother-in-law. One dish was made of leafy vegetables, and the other dish was meat-based.Lola loved the taste of both the dishes so much she moaned while eating. “Mhm, what will I do without you, Jim? As usual, dishes cooked with your hands taste like heaven. I feel like licking the fork and spoon already. Good job.”“Thanks, ma’am,” Jim was happy to receive praise from Lola and then waited until she finished the meal. “U
Jim probably never kicked a door harder and faster than he did now. He was a tall and sturdy man with well-trained legs, so the door snapped at the hinges and collapsed.Jim then saw Rena and Solomon wrestling in the bed and was baffled beyond belief.“Rena!” Jim stepped on the door, his hand shaking from anger. “What’s that piece of shit doing here?”Rena was a tall brunette with sexy looks and a sweet smile on her face. She looked a bit shocked right now. “Jim! Why did you break the door? Are you crazy?”“Huh? Are you kidding me?” Jim’s blood began to rush in his veins. He looked at Solomon, spitting fire through his eyes. “What the fuck are you doing here? Get away from her.”“U-Uh,” Solomon was only about 172 cm tall and was shorter than Rena. However, he was very muscular and was swole, but he seemed anxious right now. “J-Jim, Rena called me at dawn because she was bored.”“Bored?” Jim’s gaze shifted to his wife. “If you were bored, you should have called me. I’m living in the ve
Jim cried out in pain and distress.Only one person heard his voice. It was Rena, but she thought he was just shouting while doing gym. He usually screamed sometimes while doing hard workouts, so Rena didn’t think it was abnormal.“He works out in the gym so well, but why can’t he work half as much in bed?” Rena wondered. “Is his testosterone going to his muscles everywhere in the body except to his crotch?” she could only shake her head and mind her business, which was eating. She was a slow eater, so she would take at least fifteen to twenty minutes to eat simple breakfast.Jim crashed on his bum and found himself gasping.[Your body has been taken under control. You’re now my property, Mr. Jim Drake.] A rather sinister voice rang in his head.“W-What?” Jim’s heart skipped a beat as he felt powerless like a man who didn’t sleep for three days straight. “Who are you? H-How do you know my name?”[I think I already told you. I’m Anne.] the female voice in his head turned less hostile.
Cutting one’s own finger off would be a nightmare for anybody, but Jim didn’t hesitate to cut his finger.Anne electrocuted his body to stop him from committing such a stupid act, but that didn’t work for long, as he just got back up and resumed cutting his finger.In the end, he managed to cut it off, and then he put it in an ice box. “I think throwing you in the toilet is the best thing to do, but I want to get my finger attached again, after I get rid of you.”He wrapped his hand with bandages to stop bleeding, and then he quickly went to the hospital. One of the doctors was his friend, and he didn’t tell him everything. Instead,he just told him, he ended up cutting his finger while experimenting with the dishes in the kitchen.The doctor was rather shocked. “How the hell did you manage to cut your finger like this while cutting veggies?” he could only shake his head. “Anyway, let’s remove this ring and replant the finger.”“Be careful with that ring,” Jim advised.“Haha, I’m going
Jim brought home a bag full of green beans.[You don’t have to worry about physical condition, Jim.] Anne said. [Just focus on fucking your wife. I’ll take care of the rest.]“I can’t completely rely on you and do nothing,” Jim blurted. “Even though you claim that you can cure my condition, I will still do everything I can.”[Hmph, so unnecessarily strong-headed, but I don’t hate that. Bathe first, and then go to your wife.]“Don’t tell me how to deal with my wife,” Jim growled. “You promised me you’d stay silent when I’m around Rena, so stick to your word.”[I only promised that I’ll keep silent when you are in the bed with her. Nothing more. Nothing less.]“Tsk,” Jim really wished he could just pull the ring out and throw it in the toilet.As he was heading to the kitchen, a short, fat man entered his vision, stroking his pointy mustache. This man was Marc Adams, his father-in-law. If there was anyone who treated him like trash in this house, it would be this man. For some reason Ji
On the same night, Jim didn’t cook Ants Fry. Instead, he made a juicy fry out of lamb chops, which made Marc completely forget about the fact that Jim was supposed to cook Ants Fry.Everybody except Marc didn’t praise the dish.“Today’s dish is a bit strange,” Lola, his mother-in-law, said. “Did you change the recipe this time?”“No. Is it bad?”“It’s not bad, but it’s strange.” She looked at her daughters who also said the same thing.Jim tasted the curry, but he felt its taste to be normal.Lola then openly took out a hundred dollar bill from her purse and handed it to Jim. She would do this every night after dinner. Jim would use this money for buying groceries and paying other bills. If there was any pocket change, he’d keep it because Lola told him to.However, it wasn’t just Jim who received money every night. Shiney also asked her mother for her pocket money. Lola, depending on her mood, would give her daughter a weekly allowance of anywhere between 100 to 1000 dollars. To put