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The Accidental Wealth Chapter 61
Chloe sipped her caramel macchiato, leaving a faint lipstick mark on the rim. She cocked an eyebrow at him. "So, Mr. Yoga Newbie, what made you grab coffee with me? Hoping for some private lessons?" Jackson smirked, leaning in as well. "Thought it might be nice to get to know you... and see how flexible you really are." She let out a laugh that turned a few heads in the café. "Well, I hate to disappoint, but I'm nothing extraordinary." "Extraordinary is overrated," he replied, his voice dropping slightly. "I want that 'nothing extraordinary' girl in my bed." Her eyes widened just a bit before she regained her composure, her lips curling into a sly smile. "Is that so?" He nodded. "Absolutely." She bit her lower lip, glancing around the café as if checking for eavesdroppers. Then she leaned in, whispering. "I want that too." Jackson's eyebrows shot up, his heart racing like a teenager who'd just scored his first date. He hadn't expected Chloe to be so... direct. It was like findi
The Accidental Wealth Chapter 62
Jackson's heart raced as they approached her apartment building. It was a modest brick structure, nothing like the towering glass monstrosity he now called home. But something was charming about its simplicity, a warmth that his sterile penthouse lacked. He stepped into the apartment, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. It was cozy, filled with plush throw pillows and potted plants that seemed to sprout from every available surface. The air smelled faintly of incense and something earthy – probably one of those essential oils yoga people always raved about. As she busied herself with turning on lamps, his gaze wandered to the wall adorned with framed photos. Most featured Chloe in various yoga poses. But one picture in particular caught his eye. It showed Chloe beaming at the camera, her arms wrapped around a tall, handsome man with a chiseled jaw and perfect hair. They looked sickeningly happy together, like one of those couples you'd see in a toothpaste commercial. "That's my b
The Accidental Wealth Chapter 63
Jackson stood up, towering over her as she lay on the bed, her legs splayed wide open. He reached down, grabbed the hem of her dress, and tugged it over her head. She raised her arms, helping him toss the dress to the floor. Her bra came next, a lacy thing that gave way under his deft fingers. Her breasts spilled free, her nipples hard and begging for attention. "God, you're hot," he murmured, unable to take his eyes off her. He leaned in, capturing one peaked nipple with his mouth, his free hand cupping the other breast, squeezing gently. Her hands returned to his hair, holding him close. "Don't stop," she pleaded. He had no intention of stopping. He suckled one nipple, rolling it between his teeth before moving to the other. His free hand slid down her smooth, taut stomach, fingers teasing the slick folds of her pussy once more. "You really like it when I play with you, don't you?" "Mmm, yes," she gasped, arching her back. "I think you need a little more," he whispered, slipp
The Accidental Wealth Chapter 64
Jackson slumped into the plush leather booth, his eyes darting between James, Matthew, and Charles. The bar hummed with Friday night energy, but their corner felt like an island of conspiracy. "Alright, spill it," James leaned forward, his beer sloshing dangerously. "What's this mysterious shindig you've roped us into?" Jackson cleared his throat, buying time with a long swig of his whiskey. "Well, funny story..." Matthew groaned. "Oh God, here we go." "It's not that bad!" Jackson protested. "I just... may have gotten us invited to a party. Sunday night." Charles raised an eyebrow. "And you're just telling us now because...?" "Because I only found out recently?" Jackson offered weakly. The disbelief on his friends' faces told him they weren't buying it. He sighed. "Look, I don't know much about it either. All I know is it's supposed to be this fancy shindig. Lots of rich folks, potential connections, that sort of thing." "Rich folks, huh?" James leaned back. "Well, well, well.
The Accidental Wealth Chapter 65
Jackson stumbled into his penthouse, kicking off his shoes with relief. The weight of his friends' questions still hung heavy on his mind, but at least he'd managed to dodge the worst of their suspicions, for now. He flopped onto the plush leather couch, sinking into its embrace. His hand fumbled for his phone and squinted at the bright screen. A message from Olivia blinked up at him. Olivia: Hey, handsome, how are you feeling? That shoulder of yours healing up, okay? He chewed his lip, thumbs hovering over the keyboard. The truth was, his shoulder felt perfectly fine - suspiciously so. But he couldn't exactly tell her that. Jackson: Doing better. My shoulder's healing up nicely. Doc says I'm a quick healer. Her reply came almost instantly. Olivia: That's great news! I've been worried about you. A warmth spread through his chest at her concern. He hadn't expected to feel this way about someone he'd just met. Jackson: Thanks for caring. It means a lot. Olivia: Of course! So..
The Accidental Wealth Chapter 66
Jackson sipped his coffee, trying not to fidget under Isabella's intense gaze. She hadn't touched her mug, her eyes fixed on him like a hawk eyeing its prey. The morning sunlight filtering through the penthouse windows did nothing to soften the tension in the air. "So," Isabella drawled, her finger tracing the rim of her untouched coffee mug, "you're telling me you've been in a coma for nine years and just woke up?" "Uh, yeah... Nine years. Crazy, right?" "Nine years," she repeated, her tone flatter than week-old soda. "Yep," he nodded, sipping his coffee to avoid her piercing gaze. "Alright, Jackson. Cut the crap. Why didn't you mention this whole coma business earlier? That's not exactly small talk material, but come on." "I didn't want to freak you out?" he offered weakly. "I mean, how do you casually drop 'Hey, I've been unconscious for almost a decade' into the conversation?" "Right. Because that's totally normal. Just like waking up from a coma and suddenly owning a penth
The Accidental Wealth Chapter 67
After what felt like hours (and might have actually been), Isabella finally settled on a stunning midnight blue gown that made her look like she'd just stepped off a movie set. "This is the one," she declared, twirling in front of the mirror. He nodded, beyond relieved that the fashion show was ending. "Great! Let's go pay." As they approached the counter, she hesitated. "Jackson, are you sure about this? It's pretty expensive." He waved off her concern. "Don't worry about it. Consider it nine years' worth of birthday presents." The saleswoman rang up the dress, and Jackson had to force himself not to flinch at the price. He handed over his card, praying to whatever deity might be listening that it wouldn't be declined. To his immense relief, the transaction went through smoothly. As they left the store, shopping bag in hand, she linked her arm to his. "You know," she said, a mischievous glint in her eye, "if I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to impress me." "Wha
The Accidental Wealth Chapter 68
Jackson stood in front of his full-length mirror, fiddling with his bowtie. He'd never been great at tying the damn things, but tonight he was determined to look sharp. The party was in a few hours, and he wanted to make a good impression. After all, it wasn't every day that a guy got invited to a fancy shindig by a mysterious voice in his head. "Left over right, then... wait, was it under or over?" he muttered, his fingers tangling in the silk. The doorbell chimed just as he considered giving up and going with a clip-on. His heart skipped a beat. Could it be Isabella? He abandoned the bowtie, leaving it hanging loosely around his neck, and hurried to the door. As he reached for the handle, he caught a glimpse of himself in the hallway mirror. His hair was sticking up at odd angles, and his shirt was half-untucked. Taking a deep breath, he swung the door open with what he hoped was a charming smile. "Hey there, I was just..." His voice trailed off. The hallway was empty. He blin
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Jackson took another sip of whiskey, savoring the burn. Sometimes, in the quiet moments between Quantum Quill's ridiculous tasks, he wondered if he was dreaming. Maybe he was stuck in some bizarre video game, or there was a glitch in the matrix. Any moment now, he half-expected to wake up in his old life, nine years in the past. The thought made him pause. What if he did wake up? Jackson's mind wandered, imagining the scenario playing out differently. What if he hadn't left the apartment that fateful day? What if he'd walked in on Veronica and that bastard, caught in the act? He pictured himself bursting through the bedroom door, rage coursing through his veins. There was a look of shock on Veronica's face, her legs still wrapped around the stranger's waist. The bastard's smug grin faded as Jackson's fist connected with his jaw. God, it would've felt good to knock that asshole's teeth out. Maybe grab that tacky baseball bat Veronica insisted on keeping by the bed - "for protection,
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Jackson leaned against the polished mahogany bar, nursing a whiskey on the rocks. The ice clinked against the glass as he sipped, savoring the smoky flavor. Isabella sat across from him, her legs crossed elegantly as she sipped a brightly colored cocktail. "So," Jackson drawled, "where's your boyfriend? What was his name again? Mike? Mitch?" "Mark. And he's on his way." "Ah, right. Mark." He nodded sagely as if he'd known all along. "The elusive Mark. You know, I'm starting to think he might be imaginary." "Please. As if I'd need to make up a boyfriend." "I don't know," he teased. "Maybe you're just trying to make me jealous." "Oh, you wish." she flicked a cocktail napkin at him. "Trust me, Mark is very real. And very late, apparently." He glanced at his watch. "How long have you been waiting?" "Only about twenty minutes," she sighed. "He texted saying he got held up at work." "Ah, the old 'held up at work' excuse," he said, waggling his eyebrows. "Classic." Isabella smacked
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Chapter 109
Jackson reached for his phone again, scrolling through his contacts until he found Gabriella's number. His thumb hovered over it for a moment, hesitation battling curiosity. "Fuck it," he decided, hitting the call button before he could talk himself out of it. The phone rang once, twice. On the third ring, Gabriella's sultry voice purred through the speaker. "Missing me already, handsome?" "You know, most people start with 'hello.'" "Most people are boring," she countered. "But I'm guessing you didn't call just to critique my phone etiquette. What's on your mind?" "Actually, I called to ask you something," he said, trying to keep his tone casual. "You wouldn't happen to know a guy named William, would you?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, just long enough to kick Jackson's heart rate up a notch. "William?" she repeated, her voice suddenly neutral. "That's a pretty common name. You'll have to be more specific." "He's a pub owner. Tall guy, kinda looks like he co
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Chapter 108
Jackson pulled into the parking lot, still feeling the afterglow of his encounter with Gabriella. As he stepped out of the car, he winced, his body reminding him of their vigorous activities. "Note to self: stretching is important," he muttered, rubbing his lower back. He went to the elevator, grateful for the privacy, as he tried to smooth out his rumpled clothes and tame his hair. The last thing he needed was to run into one of his nosy neighbors, looking like he'd been dragged through a hedge backward. As the elevator doors opened on his floor, Jackson fished his keys out of his pocket, fumbling with them as he approached his door. He paused, listening for any signs of unexpected visitors or mysterious voices in his head. Hearing nothing but blessed silence, he let out a relieved sigh and stepped inside. The cool air of his penthouse hit him like a refreshing wave, and Jackson kicked off his shoes, not bothering to line them up neatly. He shuffled towards the kitchen, his legs
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Victor grabbed a smaller piece off a nearby pedestal - some twisted metal thing that was supposed to represent... well, who knew what - and swung it like a baseball bat. It connected with the guard's head with a dull thunk, and the man crumpled to the floor. The larger guard was back on his feet and looked murderous. He pulled out a knife, its blade glinting in the overhead lights. "Really?" Victor scoffed. "A knife to a... whatever this is fight?" He waggled the metal sculpture. "That hardly seems fair." The guard lunged, slashing wildly. Victor danced back, his movements fluid and practiced. He'd been in enough fights to know that anger made people sloppy. Sure enough, the guard overextended on his next swing. Victor seized the opportunity, grabbing the man's wrist and twisting hard. The knife fell from nerveless fingers. Victor followed up with a swift knee to the solar plexus, driving the air from the guard's lungs. As the man doubled over, gasping, Vict
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The convoy of black SUVs rolled through the city streets like a funeral procession, if funeral processions were led by pissed-off crime bosses with a vengeance on their minds. Victor sat in the back of the lead vehicle, his fingers drumming an impatient rhythm on his knee. They pulled up to Marco's office building, a gleaming glass and steel monstrosity. Victor scoffed. "Looks like our boy's been living large on our dime." The moment Victor's polished shoes hit the pavement, he was all business. He straightened his tie and marched towards the entrance, flanked by Tony and six of his most trusted men. They looked like a pack of well-dressed wolves closing in on their prey. But their path was suddenly blocked by a burly security guard with a face like a bulldog chewing a wasp. "Hold it right there," he growled, holding up a meaty palm. "I know who you are, and you're not welcome here." Victor raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a smirk. "Not welcome? I th
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Chapter 105
Victor stood on the first tee of his private golf course, squinting against the morning sun. He gripped his driver, the weight familiar in his hands. The fairway stretched out before him, a lush green carpet inviting him to forget the stresses of his criminal empire, if only for a few hours. "Alright, you little white bastard," he muttered to the golf ball, "let's see if you cooperate today." He took a practice swing, his muscles remembering the motion. Victor had always found golf to be a peculiar sport for a man in his line of work. There was something almost comical about a feared crime boss fussing over a tiny white ball. He lined up his shot, took a deep breath, and swung. The satisfying crack of the club meeting the ball echoed across the course. Victor watched the ball soar through the air, arcing gracefully and then veering sharply to the left, disappearing into a cluster of trees. "Son of a," he bit off the curse, reminding himself that this was supposed to be relaxing. H
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They collapsed together in a tangled heap of limbs and sweat, panting heavily as they came down from their shared high. Jackson's heart raced, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Gabriella lay sprawled across him, her hair a wild mess, tickling his nose. "Well," she said, her voice muffled against his chest, "I'd say that was a successful morning workout." "Beats the hell out of jogging." "Mmm, agreed," she purred, tracing lazy circles on his chest. "Though I might need a nap now." "Already? I thought you arms dealers were supposed to have stamina," he teased. She lifted her head, fixing him with a mock glare. "Careful, darling. I might just have to prove you wrong." "Is that a threat or a promise?" "Why not both?" She grinned wickedly, then grimaced as she shifted. "Oof. I think my leg's asleep." "Sexy." "Oh, shut up," she grumbled, smacking his chest playfully. She attempted to untangle herself but only managed to elbow him in the ribs and knee him in a rath
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Gabriella watched him with predatory interest as he quickly stripped out of his clothes. Each discarded piece revealed more of his toned physique, which had her licking her lips in anticipation. "Look at you," she teased, her hand reaching out to stroke his burgeoning erection. "Like a goddamn Greek statue." His cock twitched in her palm as she wrapped her fingers around him, marveling at the heft and heat of him. "Bet this thing's getting named after Aphrodite," she remarked with a wicked grin. "Just waiting for Aphrodite herself to worship it," he shot back. She laughed, lunging forward to plant a quick, hungry kiss on his lips. Then she turned, sashaying over to the couch with a deliberately exaggerated hips sway. "Come on, Greek god," she called over her shoulder, her voice leaving no room for argument. He followed obediently, equal parts amused and aroused. She nearly pounced on the couch, reaching into the drawer of the end table to retrieve a con
