It took me a while but finally I have a new update for you lovelies. I hope you like it. Enjoy and as always please review.
Lunch finished with final plans being made between Jordan, Liz and Hanna. Hanna stopped at another client's home after lunch and promised to send the four suits she ordered, with matching accessories, before returning to the room. Caleb was gone by the time Hanna got back. Hanna takes out an outfit for tomorrow and decides to take another shower before lying in bed and watching TV. Hanna looks at the bedroom door as she hears another knock. Hanna looks at her cell and realizes she should probably order dinner soon before she puts on her robe and ties it. Hanna walks to the door and opens it.
"Jordan?" Hanna says surprised as Jordan enters. Hanna realized what she did wasn't smart. She didn't look through the peephole before she opened the door. If she had she would have answered the door dressed, not in a robe.
"I was thinking about taking you to dinner one last time before you leave for Philly tomorrow morning." Jordan says as he looks around the suite. Jordan knew Caleb was there last night. The man who brought up Hanna's food told him a male was in the room with her. Common sense told Jordan it was Caleb. He would have been stupid not to find his way here after their talk. Then again that's what Jordan was counting on, for Caleb to be stupid.
"Dinner sounds nice but I have to get dressed. Do you mind waiting for about thirty minutes?" Hanna asks. Jordan looks at Hanna and realizes what she was wearing.
"No, I don't mind Hanna." Jordan says. Hanna smiles and walks to the bedroom closing the door behind her. Jordan didn't hear a click which told him Hanna didn't close the door fully. Jordan walks towards the door slowly and pushes it open just a fragment so he could see Hanna. It's been a while since he has seen her naked body, tasted her or been inside her and he wanted her but he would never force himself on her. No, Jordan wanted Hanna willing and submissive to what was happening between them. Jordan watches Hanna as she bends over putting on underwear and a bra. He walks away silently towards the living room.
Hanna turns, feeling that she's being watched but doesn't see anyone. Hanna notices the door is not closed properly. She clasps the bra behind her before poking her head out and looking around the suite for Jordan. She sees him reading a magazine before closing the door securely. She looks at the door. Hanna's eyes narrow at knowing she closed the door, at least more than that. Hanna quickly dresses in navy capris slacks, multi colored stilettos and a white lace crop top before blow drying her hair and styling it. She walks out of the bedroom to see Jordan looking at the view.
"The view is outstanding right?" Hanna says as Jordan turns and looks her over.
"Definitely, but the view in here is better" Jordan says as he walks towards her. Hanna blushes before she opens her mouth and clears her throat. "Ready"
"Absolutely." Hanna says as she grabs her purse and walks out in front of him.
Hanna looks at her store and then upstairs to her humble abode. She's dressed for work but her home was calling her name. She knew her mom left last night after locking the store hence why Hanna knew she had to make it back to Philly by the time her store opened. She still had two more hours.
"Thanks Aria." Hanna says as she gives her a one armed hug.
"No problem and tell me all about your trip and Jordan later." Aria says as Hanna gets out the car and gets her luggage.
"I will. Call you later." Hanna says as she pulls her luggage onto the sidewalk.
"Later Han" Aria yells out the window as she drives off.
Hanna unlocks the front door and hears it lock automatically before she swipes the card over the pad of the second door. She enters and walks to the lift as she presses the up button. Hanna sighs in contentment as she arrives.
"Finally home." Hanna says as she leaves her suitcase by the stairs before making herself some coffee. Hanna takes the first sip and moans before her head tilts. She knew that jacket. Hanna looks upstairs and walks to the stairs before ascending. She smirks when she sees a naked Caleb. Hanna puts her coffee down on her night table as she rests her hands on his chest and kisses him. Caleb's hand grasps her jaw as their kiss deepens. He knew whose lips these were. Hanna moves her lips and lays on him resting her chin on her clasped hands resting on Caleb's chest.
"Do I want to know how you got in?" Hanna asks.
"That would be Ashley Marin. For some reason she assumed you wouldn't mind." Caleb says as his arms hug Hanna to him. Hanna smiles.
"Lucky for both of you I don't. But we do need to talk Caleb." Hanna says. Caleb sighs.
"Can I take a shower first Han?" Caleb asks as Hanna rolls off him. She watches him walk to her bathroom and bites her lip.
"Nice ass." Hanna says. Caleb laughs.
"Not anywhere near as nice as yours Han." Caleb says as the water turns on. Hanna rests her head on her pillow and closes her eyes before they open slowly as she thinks about yesterday.
Men didn't scare Hanna but last night Jordan definitely scared her. Hanna knew that he wouldn't force himself on her but Jordan wasn't taking no for an answer. Hanna didn't cover her reaction to Jordan pushing her against the wall and forcing himself between her legs as he pressed into her against the wall. Jordan saw her eyes widen and he felt her pulse race. He apologized and left shortly after but Hanna couldn't shake the feeling that it would happen again. She was debating on whether or not to tell Caleb. She knew him and she knew how he reacted to men that made Hanna uncomfortable. Like Ella's boyfriend, who he punched, for making it seem like Hanna was trying to secretly be with him. If Hanna told Caleb she knew he would fight with her about going on the trip at the end of February and she couldn't have him dictate that.
Jordan looked out his window. He knew he messed up last night. After dinner and drinks he definitely wanted Hanna. He escorted her upstairs after his insistence and once they got up to her room he started kissing her. She resisted, pushed him back, but he didn't want to hear it. When he pushed her against the wall and looked into her eyes . . . that's what sobered him up to not push farther. It wasn't fear in her eyes it was disappointment like she expected so much more from him. He set up flowers to be delivered to her later today as an apology.
Jordan turns as he hears the knock on his office door.
"Come in" Liz enters.
"You've been acting strange all morning Jordan. Are you alright?" Liz asks as she closes the door behind her and walks toward him.
"I overstepped with Hanna last night so she may not be coming with us any longer." Jordan says. Inwardly Liz smiles, outwardly she looks at Jordan straight faced.
"That is truly unfortunate even though I doubt she won't come." Liz says. Jordan looks at her suspiciously.
"And why is that?" Jordan asks. Liz holds Jordan's chin.
"She is a woman that loves her job and takes dressing her clients, as well as running her own business, very seriously. She's definitely coming. Will she tell her significant other about last night? Doubtful." Liz says.
"Why wouldn't she tell him if she loves him?" Jordan says. Liz laughs.
"She's not going to tell him because she loves him. Just like you haven't told her your married because you care about her. Does Charlotte know that you are taking Hanna overseas with you?" Liz asks as Jordan's eyes narrow.
"Charlotte doesn't know about Hanna let alone know about her going overseas with me. I also plan on keeping it that way Elizabeth." Jordan says. Liz kisses Jordan's lips before walking towards his office door.
"Don't worry Jordan I don't plan on telling my sister anything but you will have to make it worth my while." Liz says as she leaves the office. Jordan watched her briefly. He needed to make a call and Liz was the least of his problem. Jordan picks up his phone and dials a number.
"Hello Jordan"
"I'll help you Tristan, with your agenda against Rivers, but only if I get Hanna." Jordan says. He hears his brother's laugh.
"As you wish Jordan and do tell Elizabeth I see all and I don't forget which is why Charlotte was taken care of last night. Good thing you didn't go home and there are records of you being elsewhere baby brother or you would have been accused of her crime instead of her lover who she was found dead beside. The cops will be there momentarily. By the way, due keep in touch, I've missed you." Tristan says as he ends the call. Jordan looks at his phone strangely and then at his door as two men enter his office.
"Are you a Mr. Jordan Harris?" The cop asks looking at his pad.
"I am" Jordan says as he looks at the first officer to speak.
"I'm detective McKnight and this is detective Somers. Can we ask you a few question?"
"Go ahead" Jordan says looking from one detective to the other.
"Were you home last night Mr. Harris?" Jordan went home to change but after picking up Hanna and dropping her off he stayed at the apartment where he has been sleeping for the last two weeks.
"Briefly after work but then I left to take a friend out to dinner and stayed at the apartment I have in the city. What seems to be the problem detective?" Jordan asks looking at detective McKnight.
"Not a problem Mr. Harris just checking that what you say coincides with what is written on this pad." The detective says looking at Jordan straight. "We regret to inform you that a Mrs. Charlotte Thompson Harris has been found in your Malibu estate. The maid found her, and another gentleman, about an hour and a half ago. We need you and a Ms. Elizabeth Thompson to come to the morgue to identify the body." The officer says. Jordan doesn't move. With the phone still grasped in his hand he looks past the detectives suddenly in a daze. Jordan realized that his older brother scared him. Tristan always had but now that Tristan was capable of murder, or rather orchestrating a murder, Tristan could do anything and get away with it.
The detectives look at Jordan and watch him as he plops down into his office chair with the phone still grasped in his hand. Of all the times they had to tell a spouse about the affairs and death of their wife/husband McKnight and Somers knew who and who wasn't involved. Jordan Harris was one of those men who wasn't involved in his wife's death.
"Mr. Harris." Detective Somers says. Jordan looks at him.
"Yes"
"We need you to come with us sir." Detective McKnight says. Jordan nods but doesn't move. "Now sir."
"Right" Jordan says as he stands. He drops the phone as he slowly walks out of his office. A red faced Elizabeth looks at Jordan. At first she thought it was him but after seeing his face she knew it wasn't. They all enter the elevator and stand silently together as the doors shut.
"Detectives we'll follow you." Elizabeth's voice breaks as she clears her throat. She wipes her face and touches Jordan's sleeve. Jordan doesn't look at her he just stares at the doors in a daze.
"As you wish Ms. Thompson." Detective McKnight says. They leave the building and Henry helps Jordan get into the back. Elizabeth enters after. Henry closes the door before getting behind the wheel and following the detective's car.
"Tristan told me to give you a message Elizabeth." Jordan says as he looks at her. Liz's eyes widen at the name. Tristan, she hadn't heard that name spoken to her by anyone other than Miranda who Liz knew was now screwing him.
"What was the message?" Liz asks.
"He says he sees all and he doesn't forget." Jordan says as he looks away from her and looks out the window. Elizabeth holds her throat as silent tears begin to fall. Liz knew that her sister's death wasn't an accident and now she knew it was her fault. Tristan didn't love anything or anyone as much as his money. Taking some of his money when that hussy Miranda told her she was having sex with Tristan was one thing. Taking some of his diamonds and selling them for cash while sealing the deal with her body was her gravest mistake. That mistake cost her sister her life. Even though she was able to get some of the diamonds back she couldn't get them all back. Elizabeth wanted power and she got it especially in the arms of Tristan Harris. However, Liz knew power had consequences, dire consequences.
Tristan looks at a sleeping and naked Miranda. She was fun, he couldn't deny that, but she was beginning to bore him. He would send her home tomorrow. Tristan's phone rings again. He answers it.
"It's been a long time Travis. Don't tell me the money I gave you has run out already?" Tristan says as he looks at his laptop and begins typing. It has only been a few months. Frankly if he knew Caleb had plans to hang out with Spencer he would have made Tristan hold on to Hanna a few months longer. That was his and Miranda's mistake.
"No, it hasn't. Look boss, I want back in." Travis says. Tristan smiles.
"You actually fell in love with her didn't you." Tristan says, Travis goes quiet and Tristan laughs. "Rotten luck Travis but I can't give you that assignment. I believe she has moved on and plus there is someone else that wants her and I'll never deny him. However, I will need your services, in regard to Hanna, just differently. Come to our Philadelphia office in two weeks and I'll get you started."
"Can I ask a question boss?" Travis asks as he grasps the phone tightly in his hand.
"Go right ahead."
"Why her?" Travis asks. He never asked Tristan why Hanna. Travis just went along with everything because he needed the money for his dad's business.
"Truthfully she is an innocent bystander that is going to suffer because of who loves her. He needs to be taught a lesson and destroying her is one of those lessons. Eventually I am going to have to escalate to get him on board in getting my money back but right now this is just a game. Two weeks Travis. I will send you the date." Tristan ends the call. His phone rings again. He smiles knowing that this woman's manipulative powers and her bitchiness is what attracted him to her in the first place. Although it was someone else's personality, beauty and dogmatic attitude that attracted him more.
"Hello love."
"I miss you. When are you coming back?"
"In another week but I will have to leave again to go to Philadelphia."
"Fine but you better make it up to me." Tristan laughs.
"How about a week in Europe. Will you be able to take off from the office?"
"I can probably find someone to fill my spot. I love you."
"Love you too sweetheart." Tristan ends the call and looks at Miranda who just turned over. He watches her sleep before he takes off his pants and walks towards her. Yes, he definitely planned on sending her home tomorrow night but right now he might as well enjoy himself.