Two weeks later
Jessica had finally found the perfect apartment and was heading back to her father’s penthouse to tell him and start packing her things.
Passing the ever-present guards, Jessica walked into the penthouse and was relieved to find that her father was not there. Although he had been shocked to see her, he welcomed her into his home. The last couple of weeks had been tough as she tried to stay out of his way.
Jessica had just finished packing the last of her things and was writing a quick note, when the door opened and Alcazar walked in.
“What are you doing?” he asked, noting the suitcases at her feet. Although he had been surprised to see her, he was glad she was here. It had been hard when he had lost his niece Sage and now that his daughter was back in his life, he was going to do everything in his power to keep her safe.
Jessica straightened up from the desk. “I wasn’t sure when you would be back,” she said. Then she explained about the apartment and her reasons for moving out.
Alcazar nodded, agreeing it was the best thing to do. He did not want her involved in his business in any way and it was hard to conduct his business while she was living in the penthouse with him.
When he offered to have guards set up for her, Jessica folded her arms over her chest. “No,” she said firmly.
“Jessica, I need to know that you’re safe,” Lorenzo said, sighing and running his hand through his hair, an unconscious gesture when he was frustrated. Jessica had seen it a lot when she was a child.
“Look dad, I know you were devastated when Sage died, but I am not some silly teenager who things she’s invincible,” Jessica stated. Jessica had barely known Sage, but what she did know, she did not like. She felt that Sage had been self-centered and spoiled.
“I know you are not Sage, but I want to protect you. It is my job as your father,” Lorenzo said gently.
“How about we compromise,” she said and Lorenzo saw the sparkle in her eyes that were just like his own.
“And what would that be?” he asked, trying to hide a smile.
“If I feel I am in danger, I will ask for protection.” Lorenzo took a deep breath but agreed, knowing she wasn’t going to back down.
Jessica looked at herself in the mirror, liking what she saw. The form fitting blue boot-cut jeans hugged her slim legs and rode low on her waist. Her top was low cut and form fitting, showing off her generous cleavage and flat stomach. She had pulled her long black, straight hair into a ponytail, allowing some pieces to fall gently around her face. She put the finishing touches on her makeup and quickly ran her fingers through her bangs. After pulling on a pair of pointy-toed, spike-heeled boots, Jessica grabbed her purse and headed out to a club called The Cellar.
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