King of the O ( A King Von Story ) 🕊🤍 (Editing)

Chapter 73 (Somethings not right)

Jasmine's POV → Von's POV)

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Jasmine's POV

"How much money do you need, baby?" Von asked as I stood in front of the mirror, pulling my hair into a ponytail.

I had traded my dress for high-waisted jeans and a crop top. I thought about switching to sneakers, but kept the heels on.

Von stood behind me, his eyes trailing over my reflection.

"I don't need any money," I muttered, rolling my eyes.

He sucked his teeth and tossed his hair back. "What's the attitude for?"

I rolled my eyes again. "What attitude?" I snapped, sharper than I meant to be.

I knew I was being dramatic. My anxiety was through the roof—and even if it wasn't all his fault, I couldn't stop myself.

Von exhaled sharply and threw a stack of money on the bed. "I don't have time for your shit right now, gang," he muttered, walking out.

"Von—" I called after him, but he was already gone.

I let out a heavy sigh and flopped onto the bed, eyes closed tight.

We still had an hour before leaving for shopping.

I heard the door open and close again, but didn't move. I assumed Von forgot something.

The bed shifted beside me.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I'm just under a lot of stress right now... even on vacation."

Then a rough hand wrapped around my throat.

My eyes flew open.

It wasn't Von.

It was Duke.

His eyes were cold, dark, and locked on mine.

"I like us in this position," he murmured, his other hand sliding down my stomach.

A sick feeling twisted deep in my gut.

"You feel so fucking good," he muttered. "I know he hasn't been fucking you right."

I tried to sit up, but his grip tightened. My breath hitched as I clawed at his wrist.

He smirked. "Don't fight it. I know you want me too."

Then, just as quickly as he appeared, he let go.

I fell off the bed, gasping for air, watching him walk out like nothing happened.

I pressed a shaking hand over my mouth, trying to muffle the sobs.

What the fuck just happened?

When did he get this obsessed with me?

A small voice at the door made my heart stop.

"Mommy?"

I turned fast, wiping my face as Liberty stepped into the room.

"You okay?" she asked, eyes full of concern.

I forced a nod, afraid my voice would betray me.

She studied me, hesitant. "Did Daddy hurt your feelings?"

I shook my head again, swallowing hard.

She looked down. "I told him not to let anyone in."

My stomach dropped.

I rushed into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face.

A knock at the door made me jump.

"Jas... just tell me what I did wrong."

Von's voice. The one I always ran to.

I couldn't speak. I couldn't even think.

I opened the door and collapsed into his arms.

He pulled me in close, holding me like he knew I was falling apart.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

That was all I could manage.

"Don't apologize, baby. You didn't do anything wrong," he whispered, kissing my hair. "It's been all me."

I don't know if I was just emotionally drained or if Von was being unusually tender—but maybe it was both.

He led me back to the bed, and for a second, I hesitated.

Duke had just been here.

Von pulled me close, lips brushing my forehead, fingers drawing slow circles on my back.

I tried to relax. But my mind was spinning.

Just tell him.

But this was his childhood best friend.

He'd never believe me.

Von's voice broke my thoughts. "Let me help you relax."

I nodded hesitantly.

He slid off my jeans. His mouth trailed lower.

I gripped the sheets. My body reacted—but my mind stayed frozen.

"I know it wasn't that bad, Jas," he said, watching me.

I shook my head.

"So tell me what the fuck is wrong," he snapped.

I flinched.

I can't.

He studied me. Waiting.

When I said nothing, he exhaled harshly.

"Enjoy your fucking day," he muttered before storming out.

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Von's POV

I slammed the door behind me and nearly ran into Nicki.

"Is Jas ready?" she asked.

"I guess," I muttered. "I don't have time for her bullshit right now."

Nicki frowned, tugging at my arm. "What happened?"

"I don't know," I said, frustration boiling. "If I knew, I wouldn't be saying this shit."

Nicki looked troubled. "Yeah... she's been jittery lately."

I nodded. "Ever since the trip."

Nicki gave me a look—like something just clicked.

"Like she did after that last incident," she murmured.

A chill crept down my spine.

"You ready, gang?" Duke's voice called from down the hall.

Jas stepped out at the same time, eyes locked on the floor.

I glanced between her and Duke.

Something's off.

I stepped toward Duke. "What the fuck did you do, gang?"

He barely blinked. "There you go tripping again over your bitch."

Nicki gasped.

"Jasmine!" she cried.

I turned. Jas was gripping her chest, struggling to breathe.

Nicki rushed to her.

And in that moment, I didn't see anything else—

Only red.

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