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"I'm not going anywhere," he rumbled in that same gritty tone I didn't recognize.It was filled with something I hadn't heard from him before - but I wasn't sure what it was. Need? Desperation? Hunger? A predatory edge that made my heart race.I stared up at him with wide eyes, my pulse pounding out of control from our intimate proximity and the way he was looking at me like he wanted to devour me whole.Every nerve ending in my body was electrified by his touch, his scent, the smoldering intensity burning in his eyes."W-What are you doing?" I stammered, my voice trembling as I feebly tried to pull away. But his grip only tightened further, holding me pressed against the scorching heat of his hard body.His full lips curved into a faint, humorless smile. "What I've always wanted to do," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly.I froze, my entire body stiffening as his words sank in. But I didn't dare move away, I didn't want to. Not anymore. Not when he was looking at me like that, to
JASONJason blinked slowly, the fog in his brain finally starting to clear.His muscles were still twitching from the intense aftermath of his release last night.For a few seconds, he laid there confused, not quite sure where the hell he was or what had happened.The room around him seemed kind of unfamiliar but the warm body lying next to him definitely was.He turned his head and felt his stomach drop through the floor when he saw Maisie's innocent face sprawled out on the pillow beside him.His eyes trailed down, taking in the soft curve of her bare shoulder, the faint reddish marks on her neck that matched the burning feeling on his own lips.Shit. Maisie.His heart stopped for a second before thundering in his chest as the full reality slammed into him like a freight train.Last night was like a blur – there were several bottles of whiskey involved.The thought of her finally becoming a legal adult had been plaguing him for weeks, making him wrestle with feelings he knew he shou
MaisieIt had been two weeks since Jason came into my room and made love to me that night. But no matter how hard I tried to forget, my mind kept drifting back to it.The bed was cold and empty beside me when I woke up the next morning. Jason was already long gone, like he had never been there at all. Like it had all just been an incredibly realistic dream.My mind kept flashing images of how he took me, touched me and claimed me in a way no one had ever done before.Yes, I swore to stop loving him and forget every feeling he ever stirred inside me, but that night changed everything.His hungry kisses, his passionate touches, the way his body moved inside mine… it was like he had claimed not just my body but my soul all over again.I tried to shake it off. To remind myself how he disappeared just as quickly as he came after taking what he wanted. Yet the memory refused to leave, and I couldn’t let go no matter how hard I tried.“Surely he’d come back again. Right? It was bound to happ
MAISIE"This is the last time I'd cry over Jason Harding!"I took my stuff and left the signed divorce papers, the cheque along with the house ownership documents for that sorry sack of crap.I didn't want a single damn thing that would remind me of his miserable existence, not even a freaking paperclip. "What brought us together in the first place was just a meaningless signature scribbled on some stupid white paper, and that same flimsy piece of paper is what tore us apart in the end." I spat.He was never really my husband after all and I was never truly his wife.Eight long months later, I gave birth to our child - the child that worthless piece of shit ex-husband didn't even know about and never would if I had my way.I'd already completed two years of college before the divorce, but after getting those papers, I took a break from school and cut off every single person - my family, especially Jason.As far as I was concerned, there was no reason at all to tell that asshole about t
MAISIEI glanced over to find Don had his headphones on, listening to his music playlist with his eyes closed while swinging his little legs that surprisingly reached the floor of the car seat as he bobbed his head slightly to the beat.It had been three months since our move, and he was still struggling to adjust to his new school. He hadn't wanted to leave his old school friends in the first place, but after my promotion and our relocation, we didn't have much choice."Don didn't have a choice though, this place has way better resources and opportunities for kids like him," I reminded myself silently.I made a mental note to really talk to him about whatever he was dealing with after we got home and settled in. His teacher had called yesterday about him being unusually quiet during classes, and I couldn't keep putting off this conversation.I pulled into the driveway of our new home—more spacious than our old apartment just as my phone started ringing with a call from work, the displ
MAISIEI suddenly felt like the worst mother in the entire world for constantly putting work before my own child's needs and emotional well-being.I sighed. "Aw honey, I thought if I worked myself to the bone and gave you everything you could ever ask for materially, you'd be happy and have the perfect life. But I guess I was just being naive and selfish by assuming fancy things could make up for a lack of quality time together."Don watched me silently with those big dark eyes as I continued to pour my heart out. "You were right earlier - I've been an absolutely terrible mother lately, putting my job first when you should always be my top priority." I felt tears welling up as the guilt washed over me.I raised my pinky finger and made a vow to my son. "But I promise you, from now on I'll cut way back on work and spend way more quality time with you. Just you and me, doing the things that matter. We'll do anything you want, bud. Pinky promise."The dimpled smile that broke across his f
MAISIEI took one last long drag off the slender cigarette, savoring the harsh smoke filling my lungs before crushing the butt under my knee-high leather boot. Smoking's a filthy habit, I know, but it helps take the edge off after long days like this.Before heading back inside, I spritzed myself with a light fragrance to mask any lingering smoke smell—Don's asthma is something I take very seriously. Once inside, I flopped down on the living room couch and pulled out my laptop to power through those property listings that needed reviewing before tomorrow morning's meeting with the new clients. Don was already asleep, and I felt a pang of guilt knowing I'd need to break my promise temporarily for this one big work event.The next day, I rushed to drop Don off at school before booking it downtown to the office. Despite promising myself I'd cut back on overtime this month, I ended up spending the entire day buried under mountains of paperwork, contracts and prepping for our company's big
MAISIE'Shit, have I said something highly inappropriate he took offense to?'After a beat of tense silence that felt like it stretched on forever, Klay finally answered in a clipped tone, "I expect you to be present for the entire duration of the event tomorrow night. From start to finish. No exceptions."His expression was hard, leaving no room for argument. "Was that understood?"I felt myself shrink a little under his intense gaze. Swallowing hard, I nodded meekly and mumbled, "Yes, I understood, Mr. Woods."The elevator came to a stop with a soft ding and the doors slid open.Not wanting to piss him off any more than I already had, I gave him a polite little nod and hurried out ahead of him without another word.Once I was finally outside and safely alone in my car, I let out a deep, frustrated sigh. Running a hand through my hair, I tried to make sense of what the hell had just happened.Klay's insistence that I stay for the whole party weighed on me as I pulled out of the parkin
MAISIE"I’ve learned to control myself even more when you're with me," Jason murmured, turning his chair to face the computer.His fingers resumed their effortless dance across the keyboard, yet his thoughts were nowhere near the screen. "It feels like my soul is constantly on the verge of escaping, rushing toward you. No matter how much I look at you, it never feels like enough. I memorize the way you move, the way you sit in stillness. Every little detail of you pulls me in, and my heart beats in sync with your smile."He exhaled softly. "I love you so deeply, so fiercely, that I have to hold myself back. Because if I don’t… I might lose myself entirely."If I had to name what we shared, I'd call it a safe relationship. I'd found myself in the hands of a man who saw beyond my physical form, who cherished the essence of who I was.In this era dominated by cravings and instant gratification, the worst thing that could happen would be surrendering to those shallow expectations and beco
MAISIEJason propped his chin in one hand while his fingers danced across the keyboard."Outrageously beautiful!" He glanced at me from the corner of his eye.I placed my foot on one arm of his chair and pulled my hair back with deliberate slowness. The silky strands slipped through my fingers as I held his gaze."Doesn't my outrageous beauty make you feel anything?" My voice came out huskier than intended, betraying my nervousness."Something like what?" He threw his weight on the back of his chair and placed his warm hand on my leg.His touch sent electricity through my skin, making it difficult to maintain my composure.I bit my lower lip, hesitating for several seconds while gathering my courage. The office suddenly felt too warm, too intimate."Jason... do I not excite you?" The words tumbled out before I could reconsider.His eyebrows rose slightly as he began stroking my leg with gentle, circular motions.My heart hammered against my ribs, and confusion clouded my thoughts."Do
MAISIE"What about Don?" Jason quirked an eyebrow, sliding his hands into his pockets elegantly.The realization hit me. Don! How could I forget?I slumped back into my seat dramatically, resting my forehead on the cool surface of the table."I really wanted to go with you," I mumbled, frustration evident in my voice. Something inside me yearned to be near him, like a magnetic pull I couldn't explain or resist.Miriam's gentle hand patted my head. "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you get what you want?"I lifted my head, confusion written across my face. "What do you mean?""The audio equipment is rented for today only," Miriam explained, leaning closer with a conspiratorial gleam. "I need to return everything before ten tonight. I'll tell Don he needs to help me because Nathan has a headache. We'll take our time, maybe drive around a bit before I drop him off. You just need to be back before we return.""I don't have a headache!" Nathan protested.Miriam shot him a wa
MAISIEThe atmosphere between the two tables instantly chilled.Klay stood up, his posture rigid with barely contained anger."Follow me!" he commanded Dame:But Dame merely smiled provocatively. "Why?"Her defiance visibly increased his anger. He fixed her with a penetrating stare and said through clenched teeth, "Why?...""Should I care about your anger?" she challenged, lifting her chin.I swallowed nervously, watching the tension escalate between them. I'd never seen this side of their relationship before."Shut your fucking mouth and stand up fast!" Klay growled. His usual composure was completely shattered.Dame matched his intensity with a withering glare. "Stop cursing! You're not the only one who can do that, you ugly motherfucker!"Professor Hunt placed a calming hand on her shoulder. "Wait, Dame... calm down."Klay's gaze zeroed in on the professor's hand like a laser sight. "Get your hand off her!"I looked at Miriam nervously, and she returned the same anxious glance.The
MAISIEI stopped at the door of Nathan's office when I got there. I peered in and saw Jason deeply absorbed in going over some papers, his face furrowed.I knocked softly on the doorframe and adopted a playfully formal tone. "Will you let me in, Principal Harding?" I teased, referencing his serious demeanor.He looked up with his expression immediately softening into a smile. "Come in."I stepped inside before closing the door behind me with a gentle click.Making my way across the room, I settled into the chair across from him while he returned his attention to the papers in his hands."I got you a surprise!" I announced, holding up the plate with a flourish."Surprise, is it a piece of cake?" he replied without looking up, though I could detect a hint of amusement in his voice.I raised my index finger dramatically as if making an important point. "Wrong, it's not just any cake... it's chocolate cake!"His eyes remained fixed on the documents before him. "No, thank you."Disappointm
MAISIEJason stopped briefly to get a bottle of wine on the way to Nathan's place. I was astonished by the label when he came back to the car and gave it to me."You didn't have to!" I exclaimed, examining the expensive bottle."It's not in my nature to arrive empty-handed, butterfly."When we arrived at Nathan's place, I carefully balanced both gifts in my arms as we got out of the car. Even from outside, I could hear Miriam's voice through speakers singing the birthday song.She had mentioned planning something special, but knowing Miriam, I expected something much wilder than whatever was happening here.We made our way directly to the back garden, where the celebration was taking place. As soon as Miriam spotted us, she set down her microphone on the table where Nathan sat and jogged over to greet us.She looked stunning in a modern black dress that showed off her legs with her hair pulled back in a ponytail.The garden around us was beautifully decorated in white, creating an atm
MAISIEJason didn't follow—perhaps he knew better than to try.I tried to concentrate on wrapping Nathan's present that had finally arrived, but my hands were shaking too much to fold neatly or tie the right ribbons.The sound of an ambulance arriving next door kept drawing my attention away from my task. The sirens wailed, cutting through the evening quiet like a harsh reminder of what had just transpired.I'm not saying Jared didn't deserve consequences for his actions. He had caused immeasurable pain with his interference in our lives yet did he deserve to be injured badly enough to need emergency medical attention?The question troubled me, even as I struggled with ribbon and tape that refused to cooperate with my shaking fingers."Stop giving people second chances they don't deserve, Maisie. It's maturity to accept that no good can come from some people!" Jason's words echoed in my mind.Perhaps he was right. Perhaps no good could ever come from Jared. However, the violence I'd w
MAISIEMy heart pounded against my ribs as I followed them. I knew what was coming: violence, pain, and more fuel for the cycle of hatred that seemed inescapable between these brothers.I hurried down the path to Jason's house, my footsteps quick but hesitant. The front door stood open, swinging slightly in the evening breeze, and I could hear crashes coming from inside. Furniture being overturned, glass breaking.I paused at the threshold with my hand gripping the doorframe. Did I really want to witness this?A particularly loud shatter from the living room made my decision for me. I stepped inside, drawn by concern despite my better judgment.The scene that greeted me was chaos. Jason stood in the center of his once-pristine living room, unwinding his silk tie from around his bloodied knuckles. His breathing was measured but heavy, like a predator conserving energy between attacks.The white shirt beneath his suit jacket was now spattered with crimson droplets."All my troubles bega
MAISIE....I arrived home early that afternoon, exhausted but relieved.Klay had left immediately after our morning meeting concluded, which allowed me to finish my remaining tasks quickly and head out before the usual rush hour traffic. After the tension-filled evening at the party last night, I desperately needed this small reprieve.The house felt unusually quiet as I settled on the sofa at half past five. I glanced at the clock again, anxiously waiting for the delivery of Nathan's birthday gift so I could start wrapping it before tonight's celebration.I picked up my phone and called Miriam to update her about Klay's attendance."He's definitely coming to the party tonight," I told her, twirling a strand of hair around my finger nervously. After last night's encounter with Jason, I was grateful to have something else to focus on—Nathan's birthday would be the perfect distraction."Perfect timing," Miriam replied with excitement. "Don is helping me prepare a special surprise for N