Jessica stared at Jason and then the box with the ring in it. It was a beautiful pear cut diamond surrounded by saphires in a platinum setting. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked back at Jason. “Marry you?” she asked, her voice coming out in a whisper.
Jason nodded, took the ring out of the box, then took Jessica’s left hand in his. “Yes, Jessica. I want you to marry me. I want us to spend the rest of our lives together, to raise our daughter and any other children we have together. Jessica, will you marry me?”
Trying to blink back her tears, Jessica smiled. This was what she had dreamed of. She wanted a life with Jason and their daughter.
“Yes, Jason. Yes, I’ll marry you.” she said.
Smiling, Jason stood up and pulled Jessica into his arms.
Sam had made herself comfortable in Jason’s office. She hoped everything with Jason and Jessica was going okay. If she knew her neice, she was sure Jessica would be accepting Jason’s proposal.
She watched the screen, shuddering as Lorenzo kissed Faith. She had to smile though because she had recognized the look of disgust and revulsion in her brother’s eyes. Faith sure was clueless if she couldn’t see that.
Sipping from the cup of coffee in front of her, Sam checked the volume on the monitors and made sure everything was recording correctly. Once satisfied that everything was in working order, she got up and stretched. When she had arrived at Jason’s penthouse, Sam was able to quickly pinpoint how simply Jason lived – even though he had more money than he would ever be able to spend in his life time. The furniture and décor were tasteful, but simple in muted neutral colors. There were a few pictures on the mantal, and she smiled as she looked at them, seeing a picture of him and Jessica and a sonogram picture of the baby. The pool table behind the couches was gleaming and set up for a game. Sam had been surprised when she had seen that particular piece in the house, and had smiled as she trailed her fingers over the shining wood, the green felt and the pool balls already racked up for a game. Jason’s office had been just as simple furniture wise – with the space dominated by a large desk and the most up to date technological equipment money could by.
Shifting her eyes back to the monitor, Sam saw that Lorenzo had finally untangled himself from Faith and was walking around the room, putting distance between him and that venom spitting viper.
Licking her lips, Faith followed Lorenzo with her eyes. “Playing hard to get doesn’t suit you,” she said.
“We moved fast last time Faith, I don’t want to mess this up – again,” Lorenzo said, his eyes taking in his surroundings. The apartment was as dark as Faith.
“Well, that sounds like a good idea,” Faith said as she walked over to him, unbuttoning her blouse as she walked. “But, you should know Lorenzo, that I find slow to be very boring. I like it fast and hot.”
Lorenzo did his best to keep his face neutral as Faith slid the blouse off of her shoulders, revealing her creamy white skin and a black lace bra.
Faith reached out and unbuttoned Lorenzo’s suit jacket, sliding her hands over his chest and up to his shoulders, dropping the jacket to the floor. “I always get what I want Lorenzo. And I want you. Now.”
“Ugh!” exclaimed Diego. On the screen Faith had just taken off her blouse and was moving toward his father. “I don’t think I can watch anymore of this.” He reached for his cell phone.
“You’re calling now?” Stan asked as he watched Diego.
“She’s not interested in giving him information. And I am not going to sit here and watch this.”
Stan nodded. “Alright. Place the call,” he said.
Lorenzo’s cell phone rang, relief flooding through his body. “I need to take that,” he said, stepping around Faith and picking up his suit jacket. His phone was in the inside pocket. “Alcazar,” he said once he had the call connected.
“You know, an upgrade on my car is sounding real good about now,” Diego said with a smile as he watched his father.
Keeping his face unreadable, Lorenzo smiled inwardly when he heard his son’s voice.
“Is that so?” he asked, his voice monotone.
“Yeah. I mean, I bet you wouldn’t want Skye to see what I have been watching all afternoon,” Diego said as he leaned back in his chair, propping his feet up on the desk.
“No, I wouldn’t want that to happen,” said Lorenzo. “What needs to be done?” he asked.
Diego laughed. “Well . . . we can hold off on an upgrade on the car – but I can use an influx on my bank account.”
Lorenzo nodded. “Fine. It’ll be done. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” Closing the phone, he slid it back into his pocket and pulled his jacket back on.
“Where are you going?” Faith asked with an arched eyebrow, her arms folded across her chest.
“An important meeting just came up that I must attend,” Lorenzo said as he walked over to her. “Can I take a raincheck on the evening?”
Faith narrowed her eyes at him. “I don’t know,” she said, looking up at him. “I was looking forward to spending tonight with you. I had a lot of . . . interesting . . . plans for us.”
Plastering a smile on his face, Lorenzo bent down to her and brushed his lips over hers. “Keep those plans in mind and I promise, we will fullfill them.”
Sam shook her head as she watched Lorenzo leave Faith’s apartment. That had been a close one and Sam knew her nepehew had been the one to get Lorenzo to leave. She couldn’t wait to find out what he said to make that happen.
Checking the recording equipment, Sam got up, stretched her back and legs and then headed out into the living room. A break and another cup of coffee was in order – maybe a shot of vodka in the coffee would help to erase the images burned into her retinas.
As Sam was walking back toward the office, she heard a knock on the door. Before she could reach it, it opened and Sonny walked in.
“Where’s Jason?” he asked, surprised to see Samantha Alcazar standing there.
“Well, hello to you too,” Sam said with an arched eyebrow. “You do know it’s common courtesy to be invited in before you barge in.”
Sonny ignored her. “Is Jason around or not?” he asked her pointedly.
“No, he’s out. Do you want to leave a message?” Sam asked just as pointedly, folding her arms over her chest. She didn’t like Sonny Corinthos – hadn’t liked him the minute she saw him. He was too slick, too fancy looking for a mob boss. And there was something else – just behind his eyes. Something unstable and dangerous.
Sonny glared at Sam. Who the hell did she think she was. “What are you doing here anyway?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at her.
“If you don’t know, then it’s none of your business,” said Sam with a shrug. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have something important to attend to.”
Sonny stared at Sam a moment. Then he shook his head and walked out of the penthouse. What the hell was happening here? It was like the Alcazar’s were taking over his life and he didn’t like it one bit.
“I still can’t believe it,” Jessica whispered as she looked at the ring gleaming on her finger.
Jason smiled. “It looks beautiful on you Jess,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “I can’t wait until you’re my wife.”
Jessica turned and looked up at Jason. “I don’t think I have ever been this happy before Jason.”
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