"I have a problem you need to handle!' The man spoke facing the bay window overlooking the LA night life from his apartment. Arthur Kevan was used to getting his way and if Roger Wetmore hadn't died in a car accident his plans for revenge wouldn't be unraveling. Jennifer Edwards must pay for the death of his son, Ford Beebe, his thrust for vengeance was on his mind. He was proud of his son even though he never acknowledged him. He watched his son's life from a far. Ford was the result of an affair with his best friend's wife. Ford's mother and he agreed never to see each other once she discovers she was pregnant, that had been the worst deal he ever made. They went back to their spouses and lived non-existing lives.

His plan was simple; destroy everything Jennifer Edwards Hart loved, put her in jail, and Ford's death was the key. Killing her would be too good but ripping her fairytale marriage apart would devastate her. The drug his son's company invented had been used on Jonathan Hart years ago at a school reunion that ultimately cost Ford, his life. His son was weak because of his love for Jennifer; Arthur would not make the same mistake. He had to work fast, his old friend and CEO of Hart Inc., Jonathan Hart was oblivious to his connection with Ford Beebe.

"Who you need worked over boss?" The man on the other end of the phone asked. Bring Author back to his plan.

"Jack Ricci" Kevan replied, he had to get Jack out of the picture now. He knew too much about his plans to set Jennifer Hart up for embezzlement. Jack had uncovered who was behind the accounts and if he told Jonathan it wouldn't matter; he had him under control but going to the FBI or other agencies would be bad.

"It's already done boss!" Kevan's henchmen said.

In the Hart's household Jennifer had noticed that her husband had been acting strangely. Little did they know Jonathan was yet under another post-hypnotic suggestion to follow the plan of divorcing and destroying his wife emotionally!

Five years later

He only just closed his eyes when he felt the warmth of her breath calling his name "Jonathan"

"You're going to sleep all day darling" the warmth of her body cuddle next to him always brought a smile to his face. He could not believe how lucky he was to find her, was it divine intervention. He pulled her closer tracing her jaw line with his thumb; tenderly stroking her hair and neck.

He kissed her lightly on the nose before moving down to her lips. Those sweet lips of hers …. He places a few pecks on her lips, which gradually became deeper, her mouth open involuntarily responding to his tongue touch. Jonathan uses his tongue in gent motion then more aggressively to probe her mouth, sending pleasure that cascade down her body. He loved to play contact sports with her.

Jonathan rise up, lifting her chain brushing more kisses down her neck and shoulder. Jennifer's body responds goose bumps rising to meet the tender touch of his lips. She closed her eyes, breathing sallow at ever contact of his skin to hers. He returns often to join their sensual touch of her lips. He lingers at this moment to search deep into her soul, penetrating and retreating, doing the dance of lovers, tongues touching. All while their hands exploring and caressing each others body. His hands reconnecting to Jennifer's body once more, the contour of her hips, the curve of her breast; and the swell of her buttocks.

He was gone, his heart, mind and soul belong to her and she knew it. He didn't know when but she had removed the PJ top and working on his bottoms, she was fully dress in her birthday suit.

He reached for her breast, finding her nipple already erect feeling the smoothness. He use his finger starting with slow circle motions stirred her passion even greater. Their lips still connected she moved her hands rediscovering his python, teasing with light touches. She broke our union when she felt the gleaming drops of his anticipation on her fingertips. She smile at him putting more fuel to his already heighten desire for her. He pulled her in capturing her lips once more, going in for a deep long kiss; he could feel her body quivering at his touches. Then he started softly dropping kisses down her neck, on the shoulder and across her swollen breast. His lips find a hostage, capturing her nipple going around and round with his tongue. With his hands free, moving downward passing her stomach through a sea of curly red hair below the mound, finding her pleasure spot she wasn't ready for him yet. He slipped a finger slowly in and out of her in a circular motion until her body told him it was time. Her breathing changes and she moans, arching her body to his movements. She pulls his head toward her wanting to taste his lips and all he had to offer her. She whisper in his ear "Darling now, please now"

That was all he needed to hear, he slide between her legs he took hold of his erected manhood and enter slowly inch by inch. They stayed in that position a few seconds before starting an age old ritual love making. As their bodies moved in rhythm the mind-blowing sensation of their merging began intensifying until it accumulated in an earth shattering release of emotions and climax.

He wanted to take his time and really experience the emotional connection with his wife.

"Open your eyes Jennifer" He looked into her eyes cherishing the gift God had given him, his wife. He could feel his heartbeat next to hers. "Jennifer" he screamed waking up "Dam just another dreamed"

Monday morning started the same way as all the other days in the past five years he dreamed of her. That was last time he would kiss her, hold her, or make love to her for a while. The first time he saw her and their eyes met Jonathan was overcome by her embodiment of the most kind and loving person he ever envisioned - all unspoken in her eyes. He thought the sun rose in her eyes. The way the sun would high- light her hair in the morning, the way she would wake him just kissing his lips, he loved her so much. He breathes deeply remembering how the aroma of her hair ping pongs in his nasal after she had washed it. For a brief moment she was back in his life, but he pushed her away, he had to, his one and only love. The full details for leaving Jennifer Edwards Hart the love of his life were still a blur to him. Jonathan would listen to R. Kelly's song "If I Could Turn Back the Hands of Time" on his way to work thinking about her. Without her, he was lost and a shell of his former self. Deanne called on the intercom "Mr. Hart there is a Mr. Ricci on line one" Quickly the mention of that name brought Jonathan back to reality. "I will be with him in a second Deanne, thank you." Jonathan picked up his phone and greeted Jack Ricci who worked for Hart Industries for over ten years; Ricci had just been promoted to Senior VP of Finance filling the vacancy that the untimely death of Roger Wetmore created.

"Jonathan, we need to talk can you meet me somewhere" Jack was nervous, scared and confused as what to do about the problem that he just uncovered. One of Hart Industries employees was embezzling from the company, about 2.5 million a year for past five years in dummy accounts set up by Jennifer Hart. The problem was Jennifer wasn't in the states because of the divorce. The transfers started after Jennifer dropped off the face of the earth in a matter of speaking. Jack knew she didn't need the money because of the divorce settlement and her income as a writer these past few years. No one had seen Jennifer Edwards in person, no book tours or TV appearance yet everyone wanted her but she had refuse to show her face in public. After months of searching, Jack had now uncovered who was behind the embezzlement. One of Hart Industries most respected board members Arthur Kevan. The mistake Jack made was approaching Arthur with the information before he discovered he was behind the misappropriation of funds. Jack was afraid for his life and the only one person could help him, Jonathan Hart.

"Sure Jack! How about we meet on Wednesday at 10:00 for golf?"

"No Jonathan, I mean in the next half hour?"

"I have meetings all day Jack, what's so important?

"It's about Jennifer!" Silence fall on the phone like a heavy weight. Jonathan fell back into his chair; he was taking deep breaths to stay composure.

Jonathan finally spoke. "What about Jennifer? Jack!"

"Not on the phone Jonathan, I will fill you in when we meet."

"Jack, I'm sending you the address of the beach house, meet me there in twenty minutes."

"OK, Jonathan! I will see you then." Jack was already in LA, he's departure from London on Saturday would now have to wait. He was afraid that he was being followed. He had to get the files to Jonathan Hart.