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JASPER: Who Are You?
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I watch as the manager squirms away hurriedly, whimpering and sniffling at the sharp cut I've just inflicted on his neck. I drew it to scratch the itch, to see my knife painted red.Honestly... I expect Jasper to yelp or stare at me in shock, but instead, he gazes at me in awe.I calmly shove my knife into my pocket and take a deep breath. "You never fail to get under people's skin, do you?""That fucker isn't a person, just a pervert." He turns away, sitting back on the barstool. "If you're expecting a thank you, you're not going to get it."I nod slowly and sit next to him. "Has he ever tried to touch you?"Jasper frowns. "Two more shots, Mary," he tells the bartender sternly. Mary eyes me warily, then avoids me like a poisonous plague.My lips twitch as I pull out my phone from my pocket. I glance at the screen to see a text from Damon.[Grim reaper: I'm heading back to Russia. It's up to you and Asael to get rid of the pestering gang. The other members will take care of the cleanu
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I walk down the stairs at midnight, rubbing my sleepy eyes. I still can't understand why I've been so hungry today. Maybe it's because I know Asael isn't here to finish all the food in the fridge; he's been staying at his penthouse a lot lately.As I enter the kitchen, a soft clatter and rustle gushes, and I immediately pull out my knife from my pocket."Who's there?!" My eyes darts to the fridge, and Jasper slowly emerges from hiding, raising his hands and holding the wrapped leftover lasagna from this morning."Do you always carry that knife with you?" He asks, his eyes dulling slightly.I groan, running my fingers through my hair, and shove my knife back into my pocket. "I get cranky when I don't get enough sleep."Plus, I left my gun upstairs—beneath my pillow."You're here 'cause you're hungry, right?" Jasper's eyebrows shoot up, his innocent expression a thinly veiled ruse. "It's midnight."I scowl. "Shut up and heat up the lasagna."In utter frustration, I fling myself out of t
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A sore scream rips from my throat as Rhys's brutal grip sets my being ablaze. The moment he releases my hair, I collapse onto my knees, the cold floor a world away from the inferno raging within me."Bloody hell!" A choked cough escapes my throat as I gasp for air, my lungs burning.Rhys... Rhys is insane.I dare to meet his eyes, their intensity making my blood run cold. His jaw is clenched, his face twisted in a snarl, as if he's savoring my fear. I feel like he's toying with me, weighing his options, and the thought sends a shiver down my spine.He's a far cry from the high school senior who delighted in dumping smoothies on me and sending me on wild goose chases. This is the real him – powerful, commanding, and utterly captivating. And I'm shamelessly turned on."Still staring?" he asks, his voice low and husky, his jaw flexing in a way that makes my heart stutter.I feel a blush rise to my cheeks as I realize I've been transfixed by his face for far too long. My eyes drift down,
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I wrap my towel around my head and step out of the room, my stomach growling with hunger. The irresistible aroma of freshly baked waffles wafts through the air, making my mouth water. Deep, rumbling chuckles follow, and I smile, anticipating a warm breakfast.As I make my way downstairs, the sound of gunfire and shouting echoes from the sitting room. I peer inside to find Ethan and a stranger with messy, dirty-blonde hair and piercing green eyes engrossed in a heated video game battle.As I enter the room, they both turn to face me. The stranger's expression is a mix of confusion and curiosity, while Ethan's eyes sparkle with amusement."Hello there, Jasper," he says, waving at me.I feel a nervous flutter in my chest, and my voice cracks as I reply, "H... hi."I approach the table, where a mouth watering spread of waffles, bacon, eggs, and toast is laid out. The delicious scent I'd been following has finally led me to its source.Ethan's grin widens as he asks, "Are you living here n
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Clicking the lighter in my grip, a spark erupts, spreading a brief, soft warmth on my face. The flame's gentle dance hypnotizes me, but my mind remains a jumble of voices. The chaos of whispers and screams in my head... a relentless, maddening chorus... threatens to consume me. It's a familiar, suffocating feeling. I focus on the sound of the lighter, the soft whoosh of the flame, and the gentle hum of the music drifting up from downstairs. My eyes trails out the window, to the night sky where the stars twinkle like diamonds scattered across the velvet expanse. Hesitantly... I search for a glimpse of Rhys, but the darkness reveals nothing. That fucker dropped me off at rehearsals this morning and hasn't shown his face since. The mansion now feels empty and oppressive. Only Luciano, Ethan, and the dirty blonde guy, whose name is Mason Augustus, inhabit its sprawling halls. It's clear they're not losing sleep over Rhys and Asael's whereabouts. I, on the other hand, am wor
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Jasper is smiling and laughing as he gets off his bike and removes his helmet. He's accompanied by two girls on their own bikes, and it's clear that those two girls are together.They keep holding each other, and the tall one seems madly possessive. She bears a resemblance to Jasper, but with a more rugged edge.It's been five days since Jasper left the mansion, and I've been watching him like a hawk. Or rather, like a stalker.I've been messing up our relationship, and it's clear that he's moved on. He attends classes regularly, living his life without me, and he looks genuinely happy.Well.. Asael and Ethan told me that Jasper saw me kissing Patricia, and that he cried.I hurt him, and it's not sitting well with me.Am I an asshole? Yeah, I guess I am.Should I apologize? Probably.But I'm frozen, unable to take that step. Why? Because he looks so happy, so carefree without me around.He heads into the auditorium to his violin practice with the girls, and I find myself scrolling thr
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Ethan turns to Asael, concern etched on his face. "What's going on? Why's he crying?" "I don't... Know." Asael's expression mirrors Ethan's worry as they both look at me.I'm still trembling, struggling to find the words to explain the anguish that's suffocating me. But I'm at a loss. I don't know how to process this level of hurt.Asael's frown deepens, his eyes narrowing as he glares at the kitchen door. "Is it Rhys?" he growls. "Fuck!" Ethan looks like he's been caught red-handed, his guilt written all over his face."I saw Patricia going there earlier... I didn't think..." He trails off, but I'm already gone.I tear myself away from Asael, wiping my face with my hands and sniffing violently. I storm out of the house, hopping on my bike and speeding out of the compound without a word.I'm done with all this bullshit.~After practice, I linger in the instruments room, meticulously cleaning my violin. It's a ritual I cherish, a calming routine that helps me unwind before storing
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Going after straight guys has never been my thing. I mean, I admire them, but it's always just admiration. That is, until Rhys Volkov came along. The asshole's got a talent for making me weak in the knees with those sweet, cum-worthy sounds, his skillful denial, and those magical hands... Fuck, just thinking about him is making me drool.I'm lying on the table, my faint scars a reminder of the injuries I sustained two weeks ago. The bandages are long gone, and I'm feeling a little more like myself. Rhys is cooking up breakfast, his movements smooth as he flips the beacon and removes the muffins from the oven."You're going to fall off, Jasper," he murmurs, his eyes flicking towards me.I grin, feeling a rush of pride. "I won't. And even if I do, you'll catch me."Rhys' lips twitch. "Maybe, I will.""Tsk!" I roll my eyes at him.For the past two weeks, Rhys and I have been inseparable. He's been my caretaker, nurse, and personal chef. I mean, I've grown so used to his help that I f
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Should I tell him?No..."Jas..." My lips curve upward, and I feel a warmth spread through my face. I place my hand on his head, ruffling his hair, and his frown vanishes, replaced by a dazed and flushed expression."You don't have to worry about anything," I say, trying to reassure him. "All you have to focus on is recovering.""I am going to recover," Jasper's eyes narrow, and he cocks his head to the side. "But you..." He takes a deep breath, and I feel a shiver run down my spine. "What if you're in grave danger?"My lips press into a thin line. "Shush, winner,"He frowns. "Seriously? You want me to ignore this?"Now I'm feeling irritated. But before I can even control my thoughts, I'm crashing my lips against his, the frustration melting away into want."Oh.." He wraps his arms around my neck, pulling me closer, parting his lips to allow my tongue to slip into his mouth. The taste is intoxicating, like a rich, velvety wine that leaves me breathless. I deepen the kiss, feeling his
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Staring at Jasper's unconscious form lying on my bed, my heart sinks. His sharp jawline, bruised but still breathtaking, and his full lips, cracked and dry, unsettles me to my core. The crisscrossing strips of gauze and jagged edges of surgical tape only add to the gravity of his condition.A wave of guilt washes over me, its familiar gnawing sensation eating away at my existence. Fear claws at my mind, making my blood rush into my ears.Goddammit!I'm trapped in this nightmare, and I'm the one who created it!I chased him away, and now he's lying broken and battered on my bed. Everything that happened to him is my fault.The Ravens... they had to pay. I tore them apart... they touched what's mine.Fuck! I remember their bodies crumpled beneath my feet, their blood soaking into my skin like a twisted baptism.I know I'm selfish. I drew him into a war he never saw coming. But he has to deal with it now because Jasper Morgan belongs to me."I'm sorry, Jas," My fingers brush against his
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"Look at those wiggling fingers. Ya think he's awake?" Comes a distant voice, muffled by the darkness that surrounds me."Hey! You awake?" Another voice comes, echoing with laughter.I try to respond, but my lungs feel like they're on fire. I inhale deeply, the air burning my throat, and exhale sharply.The sensation is agonizing, but it's enough to spark my senses back to life."Bloody hell.." I try to move, but the familiar sensation of being tied to a chair stops me cold.Panic sets in, and I scream at the top of my lungs. "You fuckers don't know how to tie a rope tight?!"I thrash about, the tight ropes binding my hands to the armrests cutting into my skin. "Fuck!""We have a sharp mouth here, Brody," A gruff voice with a thick Irish accent growls in displeasure."He was screaming earlier. He's such a pretty face. Why don't we take more fun in this before we cut him open?" Another voice chimes in, sending a raw chill down my spine.Oh shit! What have I gotten myself into? I rememb
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The seconds tick by with agonizing slowness as I wait ten minutes after Jasper's exit.My mind is screaming at me to act, to move, to do something.But I'm a bloody idiot! A moronic, brainless, self-sabotaging fool!I want to look at him, to drink in the sight of his beautiful face, to memorize every curve and contour. Again and again.I want to tell him what's going on with me, to confess my deepest fears and desires.I want to tell him I'm sorry, to beg for his forgiveness. On my fucking knees!I want to hug him and just... melt in his warmth.Oh my god!He deserves so much good, so much joy. And I really want to see joy linger in those beautiful sapphire eyes, to see him smile in a way that makes my heart skip a beat.I'm running back to the party. And as soon as I burst out of the building, desperate to catch up with Jasper, a quick grip on my arm brings me to a sudden stop. I spin around to face Asael, his eyes narrowed and his brow furrowed in concern."What's wrong?" My teeth c
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"N..No. I can't do this." I break away from the kiss, tearing myself away from him. "Goddammit!"My heart is racing so fast I have to press my hand to it. "You have to stop messing with me, Rhys. If you want me, tell me and I'll stay with you. If you don't want me, I'll leave."Rhys yanks me forward, pressing my body against his as he wraps his arms around my waist, gripping my sweater tightly. I can feel his intensity, his desire to rip it off."Rhys." My body trembles, and I can feel his heart pounding against his chest, like it's trying to break free.I look up at him, his hair obscuring his eyes, but I can see them darkening in the dim light."Rhys," I whisper, my breath catching in my throat. "What do you want from me?"He leans in, his face inches from mine, our lips almost touching. Our breath mingles, and I can feel his heart beating in time with mine."Rhys." Tears prick at the corners of my eyes. Bloody hell! I just want to hear him say the words I desperately need to hear.
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Riding my bike back home from violin practice, I'm met with a surprise. The mansion compound is packed with cars, and the sound of booming music, cheers, and screams fills the air. I park my bike, exhaustion washing over me as I remove my helmet. "I'm not in a party mood." It's Asael's birthday today, and I hadn't planned on returning to the mansion so late. My mind has been preoccupied with securing a solo spot. I'm so close! I make my way through the crowd, scanning the sea of faces for a glimpse of Rhys, but all I can see is Asael and Luciano dancing together, surrounded by cheering people. Luciano is laughing and spraying them money. I roll my eyes, a grumble escaping my lips. "Rich people." As I step up the stairs and into the hall, I find myself standing in front of Rhys' door. I stare hard at it, feeling the urge to open it, but it's probably locked – and he doesn't want to see me. Maybe he wants to. My phone buzzes in my pocket, breaking the spell. I pull it o
