Billionaire's Contracted & Unloved Wife - Chapter 204

Chapter 204: Chapter 204
Call him a creep, a stalker, a maniac.

He didn’t care what anyone called him at this point.

Ken was standing at a lonely corner in the gym, watching Jess boxing with a man two times his size.

The shock he felt was an understatement; Ken was thunderstruck as he watched Jess’ flexibility and strength in the ring.

He’d been standing there for the past twenty-five minutes and he was ready to stand there for more period as long as he’d get to look at Jess and finally speak to her in the end.

“Sir, if you’re waiting for someone, we have a waiting area where -”

“I’m good, thank you,” Ken replied, not sparing the female staff a glance.

There was no way he was taking his eyes off Jess; what if she vanished again?

“Alright, sir, if you change your mind, please come find me at the reception,” The female staff politely bowed and left.

Saw someone like her and followed her car

Surprised to see her in a boxing club

After ten more minutes, Ken finally saw Jess coming out of the boxing ring.

He wanted to hurry over to her but paused when he saw a guy walk up beside her and hold her hands.

Jess seemed to be familiar with the guy because she smiled at him and nodded to something he was saying.

Ken felt jealous, seeing that guy with Jess suddenly made him think about just how many guys she’d let hold her, and he wondered if she’d let any of them do more than just holding.

He sighed and balled his fists; he needed to get his shit together if he wanted to have a successful conversation with Jess.

After a little chat with the guy, Jess waved goodbye to the departing guy and headed in Ken’s direction, making to freeze on his feet.

He thought he was busted but when he saw Jess turn a corner just when she was about to find him out. He sighed in relief and slipped out of his hiding place, quietly following her behind.

Ken halted in his steps as Jess entered into the women’s changing room. He was at a loss for what to do next; he needed to speak to her, and waiting for her to get out from there might take forever; it was unlikely she would want to stand and listen to him when she was out, he knew she would head right to her car and zoom off, leaving him behind and unattended.

This was his only chance of ambushing her.

He looked from left to right, took a deep breath, and marched forward.

The moment he entered the women’s locker room, his body shut down, his brain paused, unable to move or form a speech.

He had just stepped in when he saw Jess pull off her oversized white shirt, exposing her black sexy sports bra; her waistline was heavenly, perfectly curved and calling for Ken to wrap his arms around it; her behind was to die for, shaped and bouncy in those tight shorts.

Ken never expected to be attacked this way, his breathing was becoming ragged, and his cock was reacting in a way he didn’t want it to react at that moment.

It’s been three fucking years since he got that hard for anyone.

He needed to leave. He wasn’t in the best state of mind to speak to Jess at that moment.

“Who are you?” Jess’ voice stopped him as he was about to turn and leave.

‘Damn it!’ Ken cursed internally.

He slowly turned to look back at her and saw her raising a calm, but curious brow at him.

Now it was even worse: her front was facing him, the top of her breasts were lusciously shining due to her sweating, and her skin was glowing… she was sexy as hell.

“Who are you?” Jess asked again, resting her back on her locker.

Ken blinked back to reality, scolding himself for getting carried away, “Hi, Jessica,” his heart was thumping as his blood pumped rapidly all over his body, making him feel hot, extremely hot.

The only thing that would make him feel better is getting naked with Jess, skin-to-skin.

He wanted to hold her… badly.

Hearing her ask who he was broke his heart to shreds; he was scared she might have forgotten him; three years was a lot of time, especially for a woman whose mission was primarily to forget the man who hurt her.

Jessica was stunned when she turned and found the least unexpected person behind her. She thought she had healed, but seeing him again made her realize that she was still very much angry at him. She hated him forever, making her feel less, for doubting her beauty, her worth.

She wanted to react the way she felt, but it might give him the privilege to believe she still cared about him. She didn’t, she just wanted revenge, and she would get it.

She had a role to play: lure him in, and then turn cold him; she would make him feel just how she felt, if not more.

Ken slowly moved toward her, “You really don’t remember me?” He asked in a quiet and cautious voice.

Jess shrugged, “Am I supposed to know a crazy man who follows women into their locker room?” She questioned.

Ken sighed.

He paused in front of Jess and fixed a hand inside his pocket, his eyes locked on hers, “Jessica… I’m sorry,” He apologized.

Jess frowned, “You know, for a stranger, you’re too close for security, or…” She leaned away from the locker and leaned closer to him, “You want something from me? A quickie?” Her hands suddenly went up his neck and drew him down to her.

Ken wasn’t expecting that to happen but he managed to brace his hands on the locker beside Jess’ head.

“Jessica, what are you doing?” He asked, trying to control his ragged breaths.

Jess smiled at him, hee fingers playing with his hair and neck behind him.

“Jessica, stop, please…” Ken begged, clenching his fist to keep him from touching her, he was already so close to losing his mind.

“Stop? How boring, thought you followed me in here because you want me, or… don’t you want me?” Her voice was soft and seducing.

One of her hands traced down his shoulder, his chest, his abdomen, and below his waist.

Ken immediately caught her hand before she reached his danger zone; there would be no coming back if she touched him there.

“I see, you don’t want me,” Jess smirked.

Ken shook his head, “No, no… I do want you, Jessica, I’ve always wanted you, I’ve suffered for three years, Jessica, regretting all I did to you, I should have done better… now that I’ve found you again, I just need a second chance from you, please, let me make it better, it’s not just about sex, I want something more with you, please, Jessica,” His eyes were so expressive as he stared deep into her soul.

Jess was unbothered by his words; his apology was too late.

“What’s your name, Mr. Lover boy?” She asked sensually, slipping her hands out of his and returning them back to his face.

“Come on, Jessica, stop playing me like this,” He said.

When he saw that Jess wasn’t talking around with him, he sighed and answered, “Kenneth… you know it,” He couldn’t bear it anymore, and his hand smoothly went up to her waist, sighing as he felt her smooth skin in his hands.

“Kenneth,” She whispered against his lips.

Ken’s hand tightened around her waist, “Jessica, I’ve missed you so much; all I’m asking is for a second chance; I’ll treat you better,” He breathed out.

“Really? Do you promise?” She questioned.

Ken nodded, “I promise,” he replied and leaned in so he could kiss her lip.

“Fuck!” Ken fell to the floor, his hands covering his balls.

He couldn’t believe that Jess had just kneed his groin.

“Jessica, Oh, damn,” Ken winced as he stood from the ground.

Jess walked up to him and smiled sweetly at him, “That was my softest move, Kenneth; stay the duck away from me; I don’t do desperate guys. Get a life,” She pushed him out of her way and walked out of the locker room.

Ken stood there, confused, hurt, remorseful, and most importantly, shocked.

He thought the worst that could happen was getting rejected by Jess, but getting beat? It wasn’t on his list.

But he wouldn’t stop; if Jess wanted to beat him to a pulp, then so be it; he would keep apologizing until she forgave him.

He would do things that would make her realize that he was truly a changed man; giving up after years of searching was a cowardly move, and he was no coward.

As he drove back to his house, he formed a perfect plan in his head.

“Game on, Jessica,” Ken smirked.