Jane's Surrender (Hard World Tour #2) Read Online Free Page A
Author: V. F. Mason
though a deeper meaning was behind her words, but I couldn't grasp it.
“ Let’s clean you up, and then you guys can go.”
I nodded and glanced at them one more time. Finally, I understood that I was part of a family who wasn't about to throw me away like unwanted trash.
5 months later at the summerhouse
I always loved to read books, but there never were enough for everyone in foster care. Then Carissa and Marcus allowed me to have whatever, so I used the opportunity to read all the classics, fantasy, and even some historicals.
When I found the family library, I looked through the shelves and found some weird books with a man and woman on the cover, in some kind of embrace, and looking through the book, I found some weird scenes.
Like sex scenes and kissing.
I’d never read this kind of book.
I put it back in its place because Carissa called us for dinner, but for the whole evening, I wanted to know what that book was all about.
Sneaking to the library in the house felt weird, but curiosity had gotten the better of me. I opened the door, made sure no one was in the hallway, and then tiptoed to the huge-ass room on the first floor. The summerhouse we stayed in was dark, and only moonlight was shining brightly through the curtains, allowing me to see the way. Finally, I reached the massive door, pushed it open as quietly as possible, went inside, and closed it behind me. I shivered slightly; it was cold here for some reason. I turned on my flashlight and looked around. Books were everywhere on shelves, like thousands of them, and the air had the familiar smells of old novels. Taking a few steps inside, I took the strange book and sat in the far corner. Even if someone had made their way to the library, they wouldn’t know I was there.
Once I was comfortable, my flashlight clenched in one hand, I opened the book.
That was the first time I discovered romance novels with dashing heroes and true love.
Heroes who loved their women and were ready to do anything for them.
Handsome, adventurous knights, pirates, and kings.
And those worlds were beautiful and made me dream that someday I would meet someone like those heroes. He would love me unconditionally, always be faithful, and for him, I would always come first. He would never, ever let go of me, and he would kiss me hard, making my knees shake.
That and music were my dreams from then on.
New York, New York
Jane, 18 years old
My fingers drummed impatiently on the dark wood of the oak table, while I tried to ignore the annoyance that was building up inside me. The girls weren’t here, and I was about to meet this new guy on my own. Jeremy apparently had a big plan to make us the biggest stars of our generation, and we were having a meeting here to decide if we wanted to have him on board. Not that we had much choice anyway, since no one in the industry could be bothered with us. My ass was numb from all the waiting. I stood up to grab some water from the tank that stood in the middle of the wide-spaced room, when a man walked inside. My breath hitched when my eyes landed on him.
He was magnificent.
My rapidly beating heart pounded beneath my breast. My palms were sweaty and my ears buzzed.
Just like the books described.
Tall, he towered over me, lending the air of a protective cocoon where I could hide. His half smile made him appear even more handsome, and his amber eyes sparkled with interest and kindness. His straight, honey-brown hair fell to his shoulders and appeared soft as silk; my hands itched to touch it. His milk-pale skin seemed almost glowing in the sun. His black suit hugged his wide shoulders and muscled arms, as well as his narrow hips and strong legs.
A hero.
My dashing knight in the finest armor.
Still smiling, he extended his hand to me, and all I could do was stare.
In that moment, I believed that dreams did come true.
“ Hey there. Nice to meet you.” Since I was still silent, he frowned and was about to take
“ Let’s clean you up, and then you guys can go.”
I nodded and glanced at them one more time. Finally, I understood that I was part of a family who wasn't about to throw me away like unwanted trash.
5 months later at the summerhouse
I always loved to read books, but there never were enough for everyone in foster care. Then Carissa and Marcus allowed me to have whatever, so I used the opportunity to read all the classics, fantasy, and even some historicals.
When I found the family library, I looked through the shelves and found some weird books with a man and woman on the cover, in some kind of embrace, and looking through the book, I found some weird scenes.
Like sex scenes and kissing.
I’d never read this kind of book.
I put it back in its place because Carissa called us for dinner, but for the whole evening, I wanted to know what that book was all about.
Sneaking to the library in the house felt weird, but curiosity had gotten the better of me. I opened the door, made sure no one was in the hallway, and then tiptoed to the huge-ass room on the first floor. The summerhouse we stayed in was dark, and only moonlight was shining brightly through the curtains, allowing me to see the way. Finally, I reached the massive door, pushed it open as quietly as possible, went inside, and closed it behind me. I shivered slightly; it was cold here for some reason. I turned on my flashlight and looked around. Books were everywhere on shelves, like thousands of them, and the air had the familiar smells of old novels. Taking a few steps inside, I took the strange book and sat in the far corner. Even if someone had made their way to the library, they wouldn’t know I was there.
Once I was comfortable, my flashlight clenched in one hand, I opened the book.
That was the first time I discovered romance novels with dashing heroes and true love.
Heroes who loved their women and were ready to do anything for them.
Handsome, adventurous knights, pirates, and kings.
And those worlds were beautiful and made me dream that someday I would meet someone like those heroes. He would love me unconditionally, always be faithful, and for him, I would always come first. He would never, ever let go of me, and he would kiss me hard, making my knees shake.
That and music were my dreams from then on.
New York, New York
Jane, 18 years old
My fingers drummed impatiently on the dark wood of the oak table, while I tried to ignore the annoyance that was building up inside me. The girls weren’t here, and I was about to meet this new guy on my own. Jeremy apparently had a big plan to make us the biggest stars of our generation, and we were having a meeting here to decide if we wanted to have him on board. Not that we had much choice anyway, since no one in the industry could be bothered with us. My ass was numb from all the waiting. I stood up to grab some water from the tank that stood in the middle of the wide-spaced room, when a man walked inside. My breath hitched when my eyes landed on him.
He was magnificent.
My rapidly beating heart pounded beneath my breast. My palms were sweaty and my ears buzzed.
Just like the books described.
Tall, he towered over me, lending the air of a protective cocoon where I could hide. His half smile made him appear even more handsome, and his amber eyes sparkled with interest and kindness. His straight, honey-brown hair fell to his shoulders and appeared soft as silk; my hands itched to touch it. His milk-pale skin seemed almost glowing in the sun. His black suit hugged his wide shoulders and muscled arms, as well as his narrow hips and strong legs.
A hero.
My dashing knight in the finest armor.
Still smiling, he extended his hand to me, and all I could do was stare.
In that moment, I believed that dreams did come true.
“ Hey there. Nice to meet you.” Since I was still silent, he frowned and was about to take
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