The Robin Hood Society (Jacob And The Heiress) - Chapter 662

“Honey…” Jacob said with anticipation ignoring her crimson face as if he didn’t notice.

“Oh, forget about it.” J averted her gaze. Damn. This is the reason why I prefer to not talk too much! J scolded herself internally. She is too embarrassed.

“Right, I remember now. But why can’t you remember what it tastes?” Jacob said and rubbed his chin as if thinking about something. “Maybe the desert is more worth remembering,” Jacob said nonchalantly.

“Oh, God!” J covered her face in embarrassment. What dessert are you talking about? You pervert! She screamed at the back of her head.

“What?” Jacob asked innocently.

“Stop it!” her embarrassment became an irritation.

“Honey…”

“Jacob!” J glared at him.

Jacob was about to speak but then remembered something. The least he wanted now is to make his wife angry, so he stops teasing her.

“Ha-ha. Okay, I’ll stop. I’m just reminiscing. That is not something to be embarrassed about.” That night was the first time they made love. And Jacob was right, it is something to be remembered and not be embarrassed about because they have been in love since then.

Jacob reached out for her chin and lifted it up. He leaned in to kiss her crimson cheeks then his lips.

His kiss turned into them making out on the sofa before he cooks their dinner.

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The next day, Jacob takes J in the basement but it’s not what she expected.

Instead of the basement where the chambers are, she is standing inside a huge control room in the 1st level basement where she could see a lot of monitors in front of here.

“Jacob…” J called out for Jacob who is standing behind here. She couldn’t bring herself to call him ‘Honey’ because aside from them, there were five men in front of the monitors plus Arthur’s team who was there as well.

“Yes, Honey,” Jacob answered.

J turned around to look at him. Then she inched closer to him and whispered. “I thought you are going to take me to the basement.”

“We are in the basement, sweetheart,” Jacob said perplexed.

“No, I am talking about the basement where the chambers are,” J said in a low voice that only Jacob could hear.

“Oh, one at a time sweetheart. I told you, I’ll take you to see the basement, not the chambers.” J frowned when she heard that.

“You said, I’ll get to see Senator Rizza.”

“Yes, you will.” The Jacob grab both her shoulders and turned her around. “Look there.” Jacob pointed a finger at one of the monitors.

J looked at it and takes a step closer to examine the monitor. All she could see is white. It took her a while before she realized that someone is in there lying on the bed. The person in there is wearing a white gown that reached until the ankle. She couldn’t tell if it was a girl or boy since the person is a skinhead.

“Zoom it in. And give my wife a better vision of her face.” She heard Jacob said from behind.

The man on the chair in front of the monitors replied. “Yes, Boss.” Then the footage on the monitor zoomed in and the angle changed giving J a better vision of the person’s face.

J frowned. What she is seeing is a person, asleep. Aside from being skinhead, the person’s face has a lot of stitches and by the looks of it, it seems that the stitches were just two to three days old. The bandages were probably just removed. She looked like a character in a horror film where her face was experimented by a pyscho scientist. Except that the stitches were obviously done professionally.

What confused her more is that she doesn’t know who that person is. She turned to look at Jacob with a confused face. She thought that they probably have shown her the wrong person.

“Jacob, that isn’t her,” J said.

Jacob takes a step closer to her. “Honey, that’s her,” Jacob said slowly for her to understand his every word.

J was flustered. Then she turned and looked back at the person on the monitor. It took her sometime before she realized what happened.

While looking at the person’s face filled with stitches, her eyes widened and unconsciously brought both her hands on her mouth. Her back bumps on Jacob’s chest when she instinctively takes a step back.

“That’s…” J mumbled to herself.

Seeing the shock in her face, Jacob decided to take her away from there.

“Let’s go.”

Inside their bedroom.

“What was that?” J asked. Her face still filled with confusion.

“That’s Senator Rizza,” Jacob replied in a serious tone.

“Jacob, are you trying to fool me?”

Jacob frowned. “No, sweetheart, why would I do that.”

“Look, honey. I know it is hard to believe but, that person really is Senator Rizza. That was her punishment.”

J looked more flustered. “Her punishment? You mean, that’s your way of punishment?”