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Impo, her expectatly on the days that end with y. he was so full of life, her laughter was infections. There is one moment that don’t
regret pulling that trigger and killing her.
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tsas tall show my cheeks. It's al moments like these, when everything bes too much that | yearn for the mombiness at the
drugs.
Jasper returns to the living room, and | quickly clean my face, not wanting him to askabout Camila or what happened that
night.
“Are you hungry? Or thirsty?” he asks as he goes over to the open kitchen.
reply as | usually do, “No.”
He opens the fridge and rummages through it. “Are you ever hungry?”
This t| take a few moments before | reply, “Not for food.”
Jasper looks atbefore taking out the remainder of the cake Mose made yesterday. Surprisingly, it is fondant cake. Mose brought
it, saying he was trying to make it at work, but the decoration turned out wrong, and he didn’t want throw it out as it was for a
birthday and thought that | might like it. “How about something sweet then?”
How about drugs, | want to say, but knowing Jasper’s opinion on my addiction, | decide against it. Instead, | ask, “Do 1 have to
eat?”
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Jasper sighs, then puts the cake on the table and cuts a slice. “You are as stubborn as Speckles.”
“She is not stubborn, she only misses her filly,” | try once again to make him understand what is wrong with the mare, but just like
Ansel, Jasper dismisses me. | don’t even know why | bother when men never takeseriously.
Jasper walks over to me, the plate with a slice of cake and a glass of water in his hands, and sits next toon the couch. After
putting the plate and the glass on the table, he gently scoopsup in his arms and putson his lap.
Awoken from her nap by Jasper movingfrom my spot on the couch, Miss Teapot lets out a noise of annoyance before
disappearing into the bedroom, making Jasper laugh.
A moment later, Jasper turns his attention to me.
Cupping my left cheek, he says, “I never thought | would love having a woman in my house so much.” Brushing his mouth against
mine, he adds, “I will never let you go, Little Love. Your place is here, with me. If my blood-brothers don’t want you, even better
because | get to enjoy you all by myself.”
His words mean nothing to me. | have heard them before from the man | thought was my soulmate, my everything. yet he turned
his back onwhen | needed him the most, shattering my hopes and dreams in the process. | will never again trust a man with
my heart. Loving someone is not worth the pain and the heartbreak.
The moment Jasper gets tired of me, he will discardas well, but until then, | will pretend | trust what he tells me.
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“Yes, Master,” | whisper.
A grunt of approval leaves him before his lips capture mine in a soft kiss. | reciprocate only because it pleases him. His left hand
finds the buttons of my shirt, and he pops open a few, his fingers slipping beneath the thin fabric. His touch is gentle, but | brace
myself in case he starts to twist my nipples painfully. They are still sore from when Ruchen and Tyson tortured me.
Jasper pulls back his head. “Do your ti t s still hurt?” he asks as he pushes down the shoulders of my shirt.
“No,” I lic.
His eyes take in the bruises covering my skin. “A new rule you must follow: Never lie to me, else | will paint your little as s bright
red. Do you understand, Little Love?”
| don’t like this rule; it makestoo vulnerable, but if | don’t follow it and he realizes | am not being entirely truthful, he will
punish me. “Yes, Master.”
“Good. Now, again. Do your ti t s still hurt?” he asks again.
| think for a few seconds about how to reply, as | am conflicted between the need to please him and the urgency to tell him the
truth. “Not as much as yesterday,” | finally say.
Quicking an eyebrow, he says, “Olivia?”
My shoulders drop, and | brace myself for a blow as | say, “Yes, they still hurt.”
Not only does Jasper not hit me, but what he tellsnext leavesstunned. “I'm sorry.”
| blink several times, trying to figure out the ‘I'm sorry’ thing, whatever it means.
Jasper keeps talking. “I should have never let Rueben and Tyson torture you.” Kissing sbruises from my chest, he murmurs
against my skin, “Rueben is on the verge of madness, and | promised myself to save him no matter the cost. Even sacrificing you if
that meant he would be saved. Seeing what they did to you fillswith regret for not acting earlier. Do you think you can ive
me?”
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His words makepanic. What do | reply?
“Yes,” | say, because what else am | supposed to tell him?
Looking into my eyes, he says, “I know you don’t mean it, but lettry to win your trust. It will be a long process, as you have
been hurt badly in the past, but | know what | want, and | want you, Olivia.”
“Yes,” | breathe, but | don’t mean it.
Jasper knows | am not being truthful. “One day, that yes wille from your heart.”
It won't because all men are good at lying and toying with women's feelings, but | am past that point, | don’t trust a word that
doesn’t enjoy sex? A woman who dreads being touched and who can’t even have children.
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Jasper gently sucks my nipples before his lips trail up my neck until they reach my mouth, and he kissessoftly, his left hand
caresses the underside of my breast, goosebumps appear all over my skin. | am not cold, yet a shiver runs down my spine.
Strange. | don’t remember my body reacting like this to a man’s touch. Then again, no man had touchedin kindness like Jasper.
“Is your pus sy still sore?” he asks against my lips.
| want to say no, but remembering his rule, | say, “Yes.”
He smiles. “Good girl for tellingthe truth.” Givingone last peek, he reaches for the plate on the coffee table. “After you eat,
it is tfor your medicine. Mose will listen to your lungs when he returns home, and Maddox will drop by tomorrow for another
check-up. | want to be sure your ribs and toes are healing properly.”
He brings the fork to my mouth, and before | can eat, the door bursts open, and Ansel enters carrying a visibly
wounded Rueben.
“He was shot in his neck,” Ansel says before both of them fall to the floor.
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