Anastasia Cullen (Jasper Hales mate...) II

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I tilt my head back and let the bitter liquid run down my throat, causing it to feel dry. I slam the small glass down onto the table and cheered with all the guys that were currently surrounding me.

Some of them were old, some look like they were my age, and others seem to be mid 20's.

The only ones that actually interested me were the ones in their mid 20's, considering they knew how to smooth talk you.

The old guys were complete creeps and just plain out ugly, while the young group of guys were so desperate and touchy.

Don't even ask me how Rosalie and Alice snuck me in here. I don't even know how long they've had that fake I.D stashed away for.

"Come on, let's dance." Dantè, a guy that is by far the most good looking in this whole club, said with his hand out.

I smile and slip my hand into his, letting him guide me to the middle of the dance floor.

His hands placed themselves on my hips as we started to move our bodies to the rhythm of the song.

I run my finger through my hair and close my eyes, enjoying the time I'm having with Dantè just dancing.

I turn around and push my behind onto his groin, moving my hips and going down to the floor causing my dress to rise up.

I bit my lip when I came back up and felt that he was hard.

I'll be honest, I'm kinda regretting coming here. I don't want to cheat on Jasper, and I won't. I came here to make him believe that I won't be waiting around for him and that he can't just have me when he wants to.

Dantè's hands slowly went up from my hips to where my rib cage is before cupping my breasts, causing me to gasp.

I couldn't even say anything before I heard a loud growl and Dantè was off me. I quickly turn around and see Dantè on the floor 10 feet from me, his head was bleeding.

My eyes widened and I was about to run over to him when I felt cold arms wrapping around me and pulling me to a hard stone like chest.

I instantly knew who it was.

Jasper.

"How dare he touch what is mine!" He growled lowly in my ear, everyone either staring at us or panicking over Dantè. "You are one naughty girl, aren't you? Letting people stare at what's mine, touch what's mine."

He held me tighter, the hair on my neck raising and my knees going weak.

"J- Jasper-"

"Shhhh." He cut me off. "Let's go."

He picks me up bridal style and starts walking out of the club. Before I know it, we are in his car.

His hands were clutching the steering wheel as he started speeding away from the night club and to the Cullen residence.

The whole ride there was silent, I didn't dare to utter a word as he never spared a glance at me. His grip on the wheel was so tight, I was surprised it didn't snap. I was having deja vu. Where did this happen again? Oh yeah, the road trip back from the shops.

When we arrived, he parked the car in the garage and got out quickly, going to my side and slamming the door open before unblocking my seatbelt and picking me up bridal style again.

He carried me upstairs to our room and threw me on the bed. I gasped and sat up, leaning on my elbows.

"What was that for?" I whined with a pout.