Jason’s POV
I feel my bones break into place, and sweat drop from my forehead. It has been weeks since I have been out of that dark place and I could not be any happier. Imagine having no control of your body, you hear the outside world but all you see is darkness. Imagine feeling helpless in every situation your external body faces – I had never truly been helpless before and it truly has been hell. However, the time I spent in my own head, my “demon” had been the only person I could talk to, to prevent me from going absolutely crazy.
I used to think that Xavier was a demon that had poss
Rose’s POVBefore I exit my house, I dramatically turn around and pout. I see Fluffy laying on the floor which his head on his paw – his begging me to stay but I cannot. I give him one last wave before closing the door. I would not lie; my life has become more bearable with Fluffy in it. When I arrive at school, everything seems normal at first until I notice a commotion on the football field. There is a huge circle formed around two individuals who are barbarically fighting. I really do not understand how people can stand around so much violence and be entertained by it. I watch has people laugh, an
“Ladies first” Jason opens the door to the library for me. I give him a smile before entering. He has been surprisingly sweet – from opening doors, to buying me snacks in the cafeteria. However, these simple acts are not enough to earn one’s trust. School had officially ended two minutes ago and so here we are at the school library trying to find a book on the myth Jason suggested. I was pretty surprised that he actually attempted to be a part of this assignment instead of slacking off and letting me do all the work. He would not tell me about the myth so that we could spend more “bonding time” together looking up its information. We walk up to Miss Baker’s front desk and wait for her to assist us. When she does come around, she seems seemingly shocked when she notices Jason.
School has just finished , and damn what a long day it has been. My legs are in excruciating pain with every step that I take – I remind myself to do some form of fitness so that if I were to be chased by a car again I would not feel as much pain as I feel today. Jason has not attended school today but he has sent me a message stating that I should wait for him by the parking lot and he will pick me up. I stand in the blistering cold , vowing to slap Jason upside the head for taking so long. I watch as the school’s parking lot slowly begins to empty , until there was only one last car.Suddenly a bright red mustang with tinted windows pull in into the parking lot , revving and coming to a stop next me. I ready myself to start sprinting again , when Jason rolls down the window – and I visibly relax. He looks to me with a lot of questions brewing in mind which show through his eyes. I get into his car and carefully close the door , I try my hardest to keep my hands to myse
JASON’S POV“One vanilla ice cream cup” I ask the teller , who is trying endless to flirt with me. Over the years , I have picked up on this time of behavior – every girl would undo their top button and seemly push out their chest when talking to me. I will not lie , I actually took this as an invitation. Their actions lured me , thinking that once I had slept with them I would be their better half – they obviously thought wrong. I always had the upper hand. I am a daddy dom and that side of me can be scary especially when I threaten. To be honest , I would have had this whore pressed against the wall ravishing her body if it was not for my princess. I feel a small tug on my shirt and my attention drawn to Rose - she is so small compared to me. She stares at her fingertips, seeming very nervous.“Yes princess?” I ask bending my knees a bit to fall to her height.“Can – can I have a che
JASON’S POVI watch as Rose happily licks the cherry free of ice cream. I groan as I imagine her doing that to my, now, hard member. She stops what she is doing and stares at me with wondering eyes. Her innocence is shocking – I truly believe that she has no clue as to how sexy and hot her action is. I offer her a small smile, indicating that it is nothing and she returns a big toothy smile. She begins her sexy torture again, which I try so hard not to look at as it bothers me sexually. I look out the window and take in the evening atmosphere. The day slowly turned into a stormy evening. The angry sky is filled with dark clouds which soon will rain down its wrath upon us. I mentally
ROSE’S POV“So…. You are telling me that you are going to be home alone with a budgeted amount of money and a house with no security, for the next THREE WEEKS?!” Jason asks, leaning against my door – his two fingers massages his temples while his thumb provides support . His eyes are closed and I notice that he is trying so hard not to explode. Honestly, I do not see what the big deal is about: I am staying home for a long period of time, alone, budgeted amount of money, no security – I do not see a problem.“We – well , I do have a vicious new guard dog” I s
JASON’S POVHave you ever looked at something or someone before and feel absolute peace? Have you ever looked at them and felt your lips curl into a smile, as your heart explodes with all kinds of emotions? As I look at my sleeping beauty – at my innocent little angel – I feel all that and more. Fluffy lays snuggled on her chest as both their noses , cutely boop eachother as they sleep. It had been a mission to get these two to sleep – a girl and her puppy goes together like peaches and cream. Her laughter filled the car , as the little trouble makers were getting up to no good. I catch myself smiling at the memory. I had my eyes on the road , and Rose s
ROSE’S POVRiding….All I hear is the thunderous pounding of hooves digging into the Earths rich soil. I hear the neighs of two…no, four running horses. The ground shakes as they sprint through the wide open country field. The ashy clouds form a blanket over the sun – it’s light shut out , our sight made weak.
Rose’s Pov Hurriedly , I push my clothes into my duffle bag – the same duffle bag that I used when I was asked to stay at this mansion. Thoughts of that day , makes my tears flow even harder. My hair drops over my shoulders , getting in the way of my movement – while wiping my tears , strands of them are getting stuck to my face which just amps my frustration and anger. I run my hand through my hair , and it gets stuck on the hair piece which was given to me. Angrily , I tear the hair piece away from my hair which hurts – however , the physical pain I feel is not as bad as how emotionally hurt I am. When the hair piece is away , I tie my hair with a hair tie . “Why would he want you…” I whisper to myself , while packing all of my own things. I do not take away the things Jason had bought for me – I came to this house with my things and I will leave with it. After packing my duffle bag , I quickly throw over my black hoody over th
Rose’s Pov It’s been exactly five days since I had that encounter with Alex…I still can not seem to brush off that fear that he installed in me – his darkness has been imprinted into my soul. I know for sure that I will not forget the way I felt , for a long long time. I quickly close my eyes shut , cringing when I think about the blood and the ghostly scream that I heard voice out from my mouth. I remember how his head motionlessly turned to the side – a big red leaking hole on his forehead. Chucks off his broken skin was still attached to his head – I currently feel the bile rise in my throat. I shallow it back down , disgustingly trying to prevent from vomiting all over this gorgeous dress. “You look absolutely beautiful!!” I hear Gigi exclaim from behind me. I silently thank her in my head for bringing me out of that recorded nightmare in my head. Shaking my head slightly , dusting the memory away I open my eyes. My eyes lay on a f
“Baby…Baby! Calm down…” I say in a strict yet caring tone of voice. Rose is latching onto , her entire body frame is shivering from fear. She is cradled on my lap in the back of the Jared’s jeep. Her eyes leaking with fearful tears – her lips moving slightly murmuring broken sentences which I can not understand. She pushes her face into my chest as if trying to hide away – but not from me…from someone in particular. I try to pull her away gently away from my chest , but this makes her lowly screech and lunge her head to my chest again. It as if she finds comfort being this close to me. Instead of pulling her away , I change my tact tics and try rubbing her back in a soothing manner. This seems to work as I feel her back muscles begin to loosen up a bit. She relaxes in my arms ,however she is still a crying mess. I can not blame her – I curse under my breath. How could I have let her go out knowing the circumstances and danger she is in. How
Rose’s Pov “Alex….” I breath out . I watch his eyes light up with mischief. I slowly lower my spoon back onto the plate that lay on the table – the once peaceful atmosphere is now filled with dread and fear. He does not say anything to me first , he just watches me intensely while projecting a whole lot of bad vibes. “What a surprise….she still knows me…” he says in a jolly mood , but I know for certain he is not as jolly as he seems to be. He leans forward towards me , his arms resting on the table. I am grateful for the table in between us that acts as a barrier. “…Its been a while since I last saw you my love…if I remember correctly…” his eyes look to the far upper left as if he is deeply thinking. “…the last time I had saw you , you were avoiding me like the plague…” I feel my breath get caught in my throat , and I am sure that my face gives me away. He is speaking about the time I had run away from him.
Rose’s Pov Her words still ring in my head…Slut…Though she had not directly called me that , I still get what she tried to say. Sure…my clothes were a bit revealing but no guys are allowed on our level and even if Jason’s friends came over – he would of dressed me himself. My cheeks blush with the thought of him dressing me up in a cute little onesie. “Oomph” I sound out after bumping into someone who walks in front of me. I stumble backwards. A man in his mid 40’s angrily looks down to my height. His face is red from the anger that is trying to explode from him. “Watch where you are going you brat!!” he screams at me , I feel droplets of his saliva splatter against my face…Ewww! I whip the droplets away from my face with the long sleeves of my jersey. “So – sorry…I am -…” before I could finish my sentence I am interrupted by a strong muscular voice. “Is everything okay?” I turn to look at the man who speaks wit
Rose’s Pov I breathlessly lay my face in his neck , trying to compose myself to face him. My legs still shiver , my sex still throb from after having reaching my climax. I feel an intense feeling of being in cloud no.9. However , the more time passes by I realize that I am falling from that cloud. Reality begins to present itself once again , and I get anxious. What if Jason thinks that I am easy? What if he thinks that I have no dignity? My breathing becomes hoarse , my heart rate speeds up. Though sitting in this position makes me feel safe away from having to look into his eyes – I need to leave!! If I were to run out of his arms and out of this room , would he get mad? All I know is that staying here , is not a good idea. I try to slowly push him away – in fact I try to push myself off of him , however , I am trapped. His arms are holding me in a tight bear hug , he has no intention of letting me go. I start to push a
Rose’s Pov I feel the water droplets pour down hard against me – the heat from these tiny dew drop shaped water relieves my body from any aches. I sigh , completely getting lost in this heated paradise. My body rests against the ice tiles , my body is limb. My body refuses to hold itself up , my muscles are way to relaxed to support my body. The ice tiles give a cooling balance to the scorching water that falls from the shower head – a painful yet amazing combo. Soon though , the water starts to run cold – before I start to shiver, I close the taps and run for the comfort of a warm towel. After changing into this really warm sweater , I feel the need to let my legs be free. However , walking around the house with no pants is a big no no. I dig around in the closet , feeling like a princess – Jason looks like he had spent a fortune on my clothes. Note to self ; I need to thank Jason or maybe pay a bit towards what
Jason’s Pov The yearly peace ball is one week away , and I need to do my share in making sure that everything goes according to plan. I grunt and growl to myself while I reread the email sent from the ball’s planner. Jason… I would like to inform you that it is your duty as gang leader to host this coming Peace ball. I would also like to let you know that you can not deny this offer – which is actually a command. If you were to deny this command , the following would occur to you : All your contacts (Dirty cops , people on the inside at big places etc.) will refuse to listen to you or your order. Protection will be granted to them if you ever try to write them or their families off. Your respect amongst allies will be stripped away – willingly or not. All trading from other countries will be immediately stopped , an
Jason’s Pov I gently tuck my princess in her bed – her soft tiresome snores bring a small smile to my face. Ever since , I had returned to her room – she has not left my side. She begged me to stay with her , she stuck to me like glue. We had been goofying off for about two hours or so. We played games and told jokes – but what I really enjoyed the most was her giggles. They were just so filled with happiness – it made my heart swell with love and admiration towards her. “Mmmm…Daddy…sleepy…” She talks in her sleep. I chuckle and then draw Mr teddy near to her. Instantly , she pulls him in – snuggling her face into the back of his scalp. I can not help but aww at her , but also aim a whole lot of jealousy towards Mr Teddy – I wish I was in his position. I would of gladly held her tight and have a snooze with her , however , she has just started opening up to me and I do not want to move to quickly , to soon. My non-beating heart happily