STOLEN

Chapter 34

*Author's note*

Before getting into this chapter I wanna thank you guys for all the love and support my story has been getting! There's so much more to come so BE READY!
Anyhow please enjoy this chapter! Do you feel the tension building? I sure do ;)
Until Friday! - ily

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Jason's POV:

I scrunched my nose a little at the feeling of something tickling under my nose. It must've come from my sweater. "Why can't I just come or something?" Chelsea sighed deeply from the bed where she sat upon while I got dressed.

Andrew, Tyler and I was headed out to speak with Mark to work out a plan on how to get Lorenzo out of our hair. We had been contemplating on including Damian, but only because of his reckless, sick mind. We weren't sure yet though, we hadn't exactly come to an agreement. "That's out of question." My voice argued while making my way towards her.

Her head hung low and heavy between her shoulders. She never liked being left home alone, and I would've left Tyler here for her to play with but- fuck. Wrong choice of words - I would've left Tyler here for her to talk to, but I needed both of them there today.

My business wasn't a one man show after all, but sometimes I damn right wish it were.

Her face was lifted by my fingers as I placed them underneath her chin, forcing her to look at me. I had grown particularly fond of having her look at me lately. It did things to me. Unexplainable things.

It was simply impossible for me not to lick my lips at the sight of her. Sure it was a "problem" for me that she was a virgin. I was not at all pleased with that. But also, assuredly, I had come to find her innocence was quite the turn on for me, however, not a physical one as it seemed. There was something in me that simply was attracted to the fact that I would be the first to touch her. No one, but me.

"You're staying here. I'll be back soon." It was clear that Chelsea was not pleased with my decision as she let her gaze fall from mine. Whether or not she knew how much it annoyed me, I had no knowledge of, but it did annoy me. It frustrated me slightly. Gripping her chin between my thumb and index-finger, I forced her to look at me again, "look at me." And she followed command.

"Good girl." I spoke and returned to my dresser to finish getting dressed. It was a need for me to look on top of my game, especially now that there was trouble. "We'll be back before ten alright?"

"Ten?! Jason that's in seven hours?!" Chelsea complained, discontent covering her voice completely.

Not wanting to hear anymore of it, at a quick pace I made my way to her, lifted her face once more and planted a soft kiss upon her lips. Now that should keep her quiet.

A quiet hum left her left as I disconnected our lips as if she didn't want it to end. "Miss me, okay babe?" She smiled shyly at my nickname for her. It was only recently that I began calling her 'babe', but she didn't seem bothered by it nonetheless.

Now, seeing that I was already a tad bit late, it was necessary for me to get going, so I simply sent her a small wink before I left out the door with a smirk on my face.

"Took you long enough," Tyler teased, leaning against the car with that typical smirk on his face that annoyed the shit out of me.

"Shut up Tyler." I spat already annoyed by his mocking attitude and hopped in the driver's seat if the car, with Andrew sat beside me. You see Tyler had a newfound hobby that basically consisted of taunting me whenever it came to Chelsea. So to say, I sort of lost my cool when it came to her. I was supposed to be neglecting my attraction towards her when Tyler and Andrew were near. A task that only grew more difficult.