CHAPTER 1: THE BATTERED FORD GUYJude was tired and drained. He had stood on his feet for six hours straight today in a class of over a hundred, handling a lecture with one other colleague of his. To say he was drained was even an understatement. He wanted nothing more than to get home and collapse on the bed, after eating the delicious food he knew his wife had made him. He dragged his heavy feet to his car, opening the back door and tossing in his battered briefcase. It was high time he got another one. He'd used that one all through school and then for his post graduate studies as well. He pushed the door of his car closed, careful not to slam it or else he would have to pick it off the ground if it happened to finally fall off its hinges. He went around to the front door and opened it no, throwing himself into the driver's seat. He would have been more than happy to drive straight home but then he had one more commitment. The car wash where he worked the register. He had to
Chapter 2: SOMETHING LESS THAN A MAN!Jude hadn't been this humiliated since he had been 15 and caught by his father in the family stable with one of the maids. His cheeks burned as the wet, soapy water itched his skin, and stuck his clothes to his pale skin. “Mr Chuggy, you mean.” The redhead girl in the tiny skirt and shirt top whispered slyly into the boy's ear with an embarrassing wink at Jude. “Oh, yeahh, Mr Chuggy. Chug, Chug,” the boy exclaimed, imitating the sounds Judes car often made when it stopped and needed to be pushed. Judes hands fisted beside him, before he forced them to relax and spread open, his hands dropping boneless beside him. “I didn't think we'd run into you here, Mr Chuggy, oh sorry, Mr Steele, Sir.” “I thought he might have come to get his car washed,” the girl said in a high girlish tone, “but then here he is scrubbing your tires tony!” she burst into another fit of giggles, bringing out her phone. Tony laughed, clearly determined to make the most o
Chapter 3: EVENTUALLY, THE TRASH GETS THROWN OUT!Jude even stood there for a moment watching them, dumbfounded and in an extreme case of shock.The room was small and so was the bed. They were in the middle of it and the blankets were on the floor in a pile nearby. She looked like she was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and the man's back rippled with every thrust. They had to have been fucking for a while, and blinding rage filled Jude.He let out a deeply hurt, forsaken roar and rushed for the man with his balled fist raised high in the air. He landed the first hit, because the man was caught off guard and his yell had shocked both the man and his wife. Alicia screamed as the man went tumbling off of her. She was naked, totally and utterly naked, her breasts had been bouncing as the man had fucked her. Jude turned a pained gaze to her. “Why? Why, Alicia?!” He whispered yelled as his heart broke, his face now so pale you would think he had been sick for weeks and was on his way
Chapter 4: AFTEREFFECTSJude believed that he had to be dreaming. That had not just happened. It was not even a dream, it was a fucking nightmare. A nightmare out of the pit of hell. He rushed to the doors, knocking and knocking, and then the windows. But they had all been closed and the drapes pulled closed as well. He was tormented with the knowledge that the man was probably still in there, fucking his wife. He was devastated. He didn't know what to do. His neighbors had started to peek out of their houses, wondering what the ruckus was about. He was bruised and dirty. He was in pains. Emotionally and physically and mentally, he didn't know how to begin to unravel the deep depths of his pain and his anger and humiliation. How could Alicia do that to him?He cradled his rapidly forming black eye in his palm and shuffled like a defeated man back to his car. He entered the car and this time he slammed the door. The old rickety thing creaked and cried out, but it closed. In deep
Chapter 5: DIVORCE PAPERS Jude blinked and then he pulled himself up to stare at the screen again with his one good eye. This was crap. Had to be a ridiculous hoax. He dropped his phone on the coffee table in the middle of Brady's office, determined to ignore the mistake. Because it had to be a mistake, he was certain nothing would make that amount of money sit in his bank account. He fell asleep on the couch after setting an alarm that would wake him up before anyone else got there in the morning.~There was banging on the door. There was banging on the door and Jude didn't know how or why, but him and Alicia's bed had gotten harder. Why did it feel like he was lying down on a cold slab of block?He opened his eyes, and then winced as his left eye twinged with pain. Ouch. He raised his hand and gingerly pressed his fingers to the eye. It didn't feel so swollen today. Suddenly he remembered the events of yesterday night and where he was currently.It hadn't all been a nasty dr
It hit Jude like a tornado. Divorce what? “Alicia cheated on me! And she wants a divorce?!”He was almost not seeing anything past the white screen of hurt in his eyes. And then rage. White simmering rage. Michael growled. “Don't you dare speak of my sister in that way. It was high time she saw sense.”Brenda flung the documents on the counter. “You better sign these and free her right now.”Jude shook his head. “I need to speak with Alicia first. How could she…how could she?!”Brenda's sneer turned even more scornful and she laughed, the derision dripping from her voice with an edge that cut into Jude. “You don't know why she would do this? Tell me, you really don't know? Look at yourself? And then look at the life you live, the life you deceived and manipulated my daughter into accepting? Does it in any way look like living?”Judes hands balled into fists on the countertop. He hadn't manipulated Alicia into anything. She had loved him. At least he thought she did. “Her eyes are
Chapter 7: A BLAST FROM THE PAST Jude winced as he tried to avoid the man, turning away immediately and trying to leave. “Young Master, young master, where are you going?”The man turned wherever he went, facing him with a look of undeniable loyalty and servitude. Brady and the others watched the scene unfold with open mouths, gaping at Jude, gaping at the strange rich man, gaping at the entire shocking scene unfolding in front of them. “I'm not the person you think I am.” Jude said, trying desperately to get away before more harm was done. “Young Master, please don't do this. You are needed right now more than ever. Your family needs you.”Jude turned to lash out at the man. “I have no family. I am an orphan!”The man's face didn't change. “You will soon be one, if you don't return home, Young Master.”Jude blinked, the shock at that statement making him go still as his brain tried to process that information as well as figure out his next move. He wasn't really an orphan. And
When Jude finally emerged from the office, it was to find Secretary Jin gone and the desperate look on Brady's face was even worse. It was as if he believed that Secretary Jin was really angry and had left because of that. Now he had only one link he could use to get Secretary Jin to return to his car wash, and to even let him keep his car wash. “Jude, Jude, please hear me out.” he was still kneeling and that really staggered. “You, I know you hate me, but please you have to ask him, tell him to let me keep managing the store.”“Get up, Brady.” Jude growled. Brady looked unsure for a second, and then he staggered to his feet and approached Jude wearily.Jude fixed him with a look, and then led him back into the main store. It was just the two of them. Other cars had started pulling in and the other boys had started to run the car wash for the day. Jude went to go around the counter and Brady squeaked, rushing in front of him to man the counter himself. “You can't work for me any l