Her Forever (Book 2)- Chapter 22

Rosalie

After Jack went to the security room and chewed everyone out for letting Noel in, I decided to run some new diagnostics on the security system I had in place for all of Jack’s businesses. Unfortunately, that meant I needed to be in the security room after a brutal verbal beating for the team. I couldn’t help but feel awkward about the whole thing, but the three sitting by the monitors gave me a smile and a wave and continued to do their job.

Sitting down and letting out a heavy sigh, I started connecting networks. It was amazing how Jack owned so many businesses and tried to keep up with security in each of their buildings. He had 6 different high-profile companies that he owned. Being able to control that, plus running a packhouse, must be tiring.

s to everything, which I find weird. Being mates must seriously be a big deal.

n? To an untrained eye of looking at patterns and rhythms of companies, it would look like it was just paychecks coming out being cashed, but this was different.

will have to bring this up to Jack. Clicking a few buttons here and there, I also found that a particular username had been making the withdrawal, which shocked me… it was Keith.

en.

steal money? Trying to cover myself and doing the morally incorrect thing to do, I hacked his computer. I had long come to terms with trusting my gut, and my heart told me this was a setup.

red with his mate, so I quickly hacked his laptop with ease. Neither of them was home, so they couldn’t see anything I was doing. His computer was clean. Keith usually works here at the packhouse, with Jack only go

ng juicy.

rom a pack of ramen a day to gourmet food. The packhouse kitchen had started to spoil me; there were so many pre-made dinners and lunches from the chefs that I was having 3 large meals a day. I was finally filling out and not looking as gaunt as I had.

tips and linguine. Just smelling it made my mouth water, and I hadn’t even popped it in the microwave yet.

e exhausting, but when it came to the song, “This is Me,” I wanted to jump, sing and dance. It was such a freeing song that almost captured who I was. I was broken, but this was me. Accept it or not.

d by a large muscular wall. “Umph!

own at me with his hands on his hips.

ry, Benjamin! I wasn’t paying attention!” I blushed at just being caught. “I just got too carried away, I guess.” I took my phone and turned it off.

bbed my hand and led me out of the kitchen. After going down several halls and a few twists and turns, he led me to a large room with light-colored wood, floors, tall mirrors for walls, and a

is place is amazing,” I whispered.

it installed for the little pups that wanted to start taking d

ance?” I asked.

ng to lift some of the ladies and gents,” he laughed.

and threw them at me.

winked.

Benjamin threw over an oversized black sweater.

tight black shorts and his own male flats. His tight top was showing off his muscles as he was drying his hands with a towel. He was handsome but not as handsome as Jack. Speaking of which…

ale patroller’s wife went into labor with their pup. Jack is filling in until the end of the shift. I nodded my head while watching Benjamin.

The song I was blaring in the kitchen cam

not a strange

ay, they sa

all my scars

say

as you are”

hearing Derek hearing those hateful words. “No one will want you, no one will love you, be ashamed of your scars,” he would say. My breath hitched, and Benjamin noticed. D

hat day. He had become such a great friend.

down to dust

I know that there’s a place for u

we

, not one of his feet made a sound. How could a strong, burly man like him look so graceful? Trying to listen to Benjamin’s words, I began to move. It was so much easier with the clothes I had changed into.

’em out

Oh

”

down

flood, gonna dr

am bra

this is me

k out ’cau

on to the beat I drum

seen

apologies; thi

, and flowing with the beat of the music. My hips gently poured against the rhythm of the music.

rve your love

not worthy of

oh)

n

’m gonna send a flood, gonna drown ’em out

is is bruised

odies as we realized that we may be broken either physically or mentally; we both deserved love and affection. We were meant for something more, and no one or anything should stand in our way for happiness.

ng as it continued on replay. I had become immersed in the music, starting to believe every word of it as if it was meant for me.

e here I come)

the beat I drum (marching on, marc

wanna cut me down

own ’em out

send a flood

out

Oh

freer than I had ever been. The wind flowing across my skin as I continued to twist and contort my body in positions I never thought possible. My eyes were closed, knowing the exact areas of the room to stay clear of.

finally found love. Yes, as crazy as it sounds, I think I am in love with Jack Storm, and I shouldn’t be afraid.

to his body, both of us a sweating mess.

pered, “I am so very proud of you.”

.”