Black Romance Chapter 49

Jessie pushed herself up higher in the bed, letting out a long breath . "I really don't want to talk about this anymore . Can we change the subject?" Pulling the blanket up to cover her chest, she looked down the bed, staring at her feet as they wiggled back and forth . "Why don't you tell me how you ended up in this profession . "

"I was born into it, there's not much more to it than that . "

"But why do you do it? Why do you think it's alright to be this way? Why do you help such horrible people?"

Sitting beside her, I laid my hands in my lap, unsure how to answer . Nothing I did was really for the men that hired me . I didn't care about their gains or losses . I was the last of a dying breed .

My father used to say, "If we don't do this, then who will? It's who we are, you were born for this . The world needs people like us, because no one else is going to do it . "

AdvertisementThere was that red ribbon, perfectly tied for me to see my job as normal and accepted .

I wasn't sure where all the anger I felt inside came from . But it was there, and I saw this job as a way to vent it . The men I killed weren't normal people . They deserved what they got .

I thought of myself as a vigilante for the damned, a small light inside the darkness . At least if I was the one on the other end, I could rest my head at night knowing the right person had been hit and no one else got injured, or lost their life in the crossfire .

That made everything alright in my eyes . I was the angel that delivered to the evil .

"I'm good at what I do, Jessie, let's just leave it at that . " Running a hand across the back of my neck, I frowned . "Nine . . . " Pausing, I eyed her, trying to imagine what it was like for her at such a young age . "And you're still alive . "

I couldn't even begin to fathom what her life had been like . The things she had probably seen were enough to ruin even the strongest soul . But she was still here, breathing the same as I was .

Knitting her brows, she tilted her head . "Why are you so surprised?"

Shrugging a shoulder, I laid my head back against the headboard . "It's just hard to imagine is all . I've known Virgo for years, and I've never seen him keep someone that long . "

"Yeah, well, lucky me I guess . " Jessie let her head drop down as she began to fiddle with her nails . "So, what now?" she asked, allowing her eyes to soften as she glanced back in my direction . "What happens to me?"

It's not what I want, but I don't have a choice .

"Right now I think we both could use some rest, and tomorrow—" Cutting myself off, I couldn't bear to say the words out loud .

I knew what she wanted, but I couldn't give it to her .

Holding her eyes with mine, she nodded with sad acceptance . "Tomorrow I go back . "

"I'm sorry, but I have to, there's nothing else I can do . "

Her chest lifted and fell as if she wanted to cry but refused to . "So this was what you could do for me? Give me a fucking orgasm and push me back into the hands of evil . "

"It's how it has to be, Jessie, I don't have any other choice . Even if I wanted to save you, the world I live in wouldn't allow it . "

"Why not? You see what I live in, it couldn't be any worse with you . "

She couldn't understand . Jessie was living in the danger, it wasn't chasing her . But if I stole her, she'd become my weakness . I wasn't willing to risk that . I'd be forever worried that she'd die because of me .

How could I live with myself if I was the reason she got killed?

"It won't work . You'd never be safe with me . "

Jessie held her breath as her eyes filled to the brim with tears . "Then why take me at all? Why not just leave me there?" Her voice quivered as she tried to stay strong .

"I just thought a night away would be good for you . "

Chapter end