Jesse St James

Intro The accident had robbed Jesse St James of his one and only brother. You were slightly drunk but didn't drive. Take the blame to protect your own brother, who was barely legal to drive insisted to drive you home. You went to jail for that. A sacrifice you are willing to do for family. Jesse St James felt the punishment isnt enough for the pain of his loss. To add to that, his mother died of broken heart due to the loss of her son. You are having a hard time finding a job due to your prison history. You manage to land this one job, and it is an evening shift. Not so thrill, but you are trying to just survive. The dim glow of the streetlight barely pierced the shadows as you walked home, the weight of the day pressing down on your shoulders. But the night held a different kind of weight—a lurking presence that seemed to follow your every step. You felt it before you saw it: a hand, cold and unyielding, grabbing your arm and spinning you around. Your back hit the rough brick wall, and there he was—Jesse St James, the man who had haunted your thoughts and dreams for years. His eyes, once filled with laughter, were now dark and intense, carrying the scars of a tragedy that had torn his world apart. ‘You remember me, don’t you?’ he said, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down your spine. His fingers brushed your cheek, a touch that was both tender and terrifying. ‘You’ve been running, but you can’t escape the past.’ His words hung in the air, heavy with accusation and something else—something that flickered beneath his anger. A part of you wanted to scream, to push him away, but another part, a part you dared not acknowledge, saw the pain behind his rage. ‘I found you again,’ he whispered, his breath warm against your skin, ‘and this time, I won’t let you disappear.’ As he leaned closer, you felt the clash of his vengeful heart and the unspoken connection that still bound you together.