Jagger POVSitting here as they eat and talk while Calliope laughs feels like fucking torture, and I am not fucking masochist. This is fucking torture, and my body is so tense I feel like exploding right here right now. I know I shouldn’t have followed her into the bathroom, and I definitely shouldn’t have touched her. She felt so fucking good that immediately my body reacted to it.I can feel her scent on my hand. The way she feels, the softness of her skin, her warmth, everything will be kept in my memory forever. She is the closest I have ever had to caring about someone since Bella. I know having Cornelius around her is making it worse. It’s making it even more personal because of our history. “Jagger, please, listen to me,” Bella pleads as she walks past Dash, ignoring his warnings to leave her alone. “Why didn’t you tell me you have a boyfriend?” I finally ask the question that has been living rent-free inside my head. “We had an argument, and we were on a break,” she says, a
Callie POVTonight, I feel like I have entered the twilight zone. Everything was super weird, especially when Jagger approached me. The way he looked at me and behaved was really weird. The way he touched me and how my entire body woke to his touch was absolutely insane. I have never felt anything like that before. No other man has ever touched me the way he did. Taking a deep breath, I turn the TV off as I lay down on my bed. I don’t know if I will be able to forget everything that happened tonight, but I hope that if I still remember it in ten years' time, I won’t feel the same way I am feeling now. Sleep takes its sweet ass time to get to me, but when it does, I am taken to the land of dreams, where Jagger is the main character. I open my eyes, jumping as I feel my heart beating like there’s no tomorrow. I look around the room, trying to find the source of the noise, but my brain is not functioning properly yet. I take several breaths as I look around the room, and then I hear t
Jagger POV“Fuck me, What the hell happened to you?” Dash asks as he moves my head side to side as I snarl at him. His fingers on my chin, treating me like a little kid, is pissing me right off. “Move your fucking hands,” I bark at him, and he raises both his hands in front of his chest in surrender. I shake my head as I turn my back and walk directly into Wyatt’s office without knocking. He is on the phone and raises one finger, indicating he won’t be long. “No, seriously, bro, what the fuck happened to your face?” Dash asks, and I take a deep breath. I know this is not a good thing for someone like me, but I can always say someone robbed me, and because I resisted, they jumped me. Or I can say three guys got paid to jump me. I can’t say it was just one because no one would believe that. At the end of the day, it was one guy who did this to me, but people don’t really know about my Funtime. Yes, it is fun for me, but at the moment, the after sucks. Hurts like a fucking bitch. Wyat
Callie POV“I swear only the two of you would make me wear something like this,” I protest as I look at myself in the mirror. It’s not that I don’t like what I am wearing; it’s just not me. It looks more like Rachel than me. “That dress looks amazing on you,” Carson says as he plops his feet on the chair in front of him. Carson is sitting on my bed, well, more like laying on my bed while Rachel applies bronzer to my forehead. I never wear this much makeup, but Rachel decided today was the day she was going to do it. “I know it does, but it’s very… revealing,” I say as I look at Carson through the mirror. He waves his hand, trying to shut me up. “Today is a very important day for my dad, so please do this for me; you know how stressed I have been because of this deal,” Rachel says, and I nod. Her father is landing some serious business deals today and I promised I would go with her to the party he is throwing. “I know,” I let out, and she smiles as she does the final touches, and I
Callie POVThe way his words affect my entire body is no joke. Everything in me asks for him to touch me, to kiss me, while my brain tries to fight the fog caused by his presence. I close my eyes, parting my lips slightly as I feel the brush of his fingers on my lips. Everything this man does makes me want to scream. I can feel my arousal taking over as all ration thoughts disappear into oblivion. I have never felt anything like this before. This type of lust is only known to me by the books I read and the films I watch. I have never felt anything like it before. I can feel my underwear soaking immediately with the anticipation of a kiss.Am I delusional to expect him to kiss me? To expect him to touch me and bend me over the railing and fuck me from behind? These are not the usual thoughts that come to my mind when I see a man when I am attracted to someone. Sex is never the most powerful thought, but with Jagger, it’s all I can think about. “Look at me, Calliope,” he whispers, his
Jagger POV“Is everything okay?” Dash asks as I empty the glass he just passed to my hand. I nod, signaling the barman to pour another one. I have my back turned to the event. I don’t want to be here, but unfortunately, I am the one overviewing Wyatt’s business transactions, so I am here doing a job. That’s how I need to see this. A job. “Okay, I know you’re not okay, but I am not going to press it,” Dash says, and I nod, thanking every fucking God in the sky he will let go for once. “But you know if you need to talk about it, you can talk to me, right?” He adds, and I shake my head. Spoke and thanked the Gods too soon.“What happened to not pressing it?” I ask as I turn to face him and his brows rise as he shakes his head. I looked around the room to find Calliope talking with her friend as she said. I have a file on him, and he comes from one of the richest families in New York. The guy swims in money, but he doesn’t really show it off. He likes sleeping around, and if he thinks h
Callie POVThe darkness brings back to memory all the horrible words Jagger said to me, plus all the nightmares I have ever had all at once. I can feel Carson’s hand on mine, but as people walk past us, they break our bond, and I lose his touch. It’s so dark I can’t even make out shapes. Another loud bang makes me recoil into a corner. I don’t really know where I am or what is going on, but all I know is that I am terrified of the dark. I don’t sleep in the dark. I hate the dark.When I was a kid, someone broke into our house, and it was very dark. I remember hearing my mom screaming and my dad shouting at the man. My dad took a terrible beating, and my mom was strapped to a chair. They made me watch as they hit my dad. All those memories come crashing down as I haven’t thought about it in years. I remember them calling us filth because my parents are not American. I remember them spitting at my mom’s face while she cried and called for my name to run. I wrapped my hand around my rig
Jagger POVCalliope falls asleep in the car, giving me time to think about what I am going to do. I can’t be seen anywhere with her, not even in my apartment in the city, and I definitely can’t take her to the safe house. My grip tightens on the steering wheel as I decide to take her to my cabin. Only Ghost and Dash know about the cabin. Not even Wyatt knows about it. I bought it a few years ago, and that’s where I come when I need to get off the grid and be alone. I never brought anyone to the cabin so bringing Calliope is new even for me. When I stop the car, she moves on her seat but keeps her eyes shut. I take a deep breath, get out of the car, and inhale the pine scent surrounding us. My entire body relaxes immediately as I open the door and step inside, turning the alarm off. It might be a cabin in the middle of nowhere, but it still needs security; the entire place is wired to the most sophisticated security system. Sometimes, hikers spot the house and try to get inside. So,