Allure

THREE

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"What do you want? I haven't seen you in years, yet you have the nerve to bring me here after one night of being around you. Why in the hell did you bring me here ?" She pointed, bickering at me.

Her soothing voice played around with my thoughts, making me regret what I had said. Maybe she had no idea what was going on,

Fucking. Liar.

I sat back on my seat and chuckled once again to myself, she flickers her eyes up and down trying to deeply to understand my true concept here.

If only she knew.

"You want to play that game, well fine, we'll play it.Tell me why your father has been tracking my whole crew like if they are a bunch of animals ? Why had I found him sneaking around , making deals with my men ? And most importantly, why in the hell you thought you could ever fool me ?" I scoffed, feeling ashamed that she had anything to do with all of this. She's shut, like I thought she'd be. Tapping my fingers on my lap, signaling for her to sit and explain.

At first she hesitated, but she then proceeded to sit on my lap. I laid a hand on her thigh, making her mumble a bit of profanity's under her breath as she refused to look me in the eyes.

I leaned up, gripping her chin.

"You either tell me now what you have going on or your father gets his head blown off by the end of tonight." I whispered into her ear, her hands trembling as she bit her bottom lip.

SKYLER

Should I tell him?

Should I risk the whole plan ? Ruin everything ?

Maybe I should.

No! Answered my other thought.

"I have no idea where this is all coming from, nor do I care one bit." pushing myself off of him, rolling my eyes at his ridiculousness. He gritted his teeth and slowly licking the bottom of his lip. 

"You know what I am, don't you ?" He glared, amusement in his eyes. I turn away, closing my eyes, sighing deeply.

"Yes."

A second later a dashing sound came to my ears as I could then feel Jason's presence right in front of me. I feared he would hurt me for knowing what he was but once I felt his lips come in contact with mines my thoughts shattered.

The feeling of him taunting me wasn't there anymore.

Does he do this all the time ? No warning ? Just straight to it.

And just maybe, this time I was wrong. He wasn't the bad guy my father claimed he was.

I took a breath back into reality and push Jason back off me.

He picks me up and throws me on his well organized desk, which was now a complete mess. He roughly grips on my neck, suddenly applying pressure. I try to fight him off but he gets a hold of my hands. oh, multitasker.

I felt air violently rushing out of my lungs and my body drains. I try to tug my hands out of his but it's no use.

Was he ready to kill me?

Was I ready to die yet ?

And then his kiss puts me back into process.

 This wasn't going the way I planned.