The Obsession

The Exchange

*Your POV*

I grabbed onto Jason's arm when I saw about I five strange men enter the house.

"I thought you said we were going somewhere." I whispered to him.

"We were, but things changed." He shrugged.

"And did I mention that you have to pretend not to know me?"

I really didn't know him, so that shouldn't be too hard.

"What's in this for me?" I asked.

"Nothing." He shrugged, being honest.

"Just act like you love me or something."

"Wh-" I said, about to object to his obsurd instructions.

"If that's too hard for you, then just follow my lead." He grumbled, rolling his eyes.

These turn of events were getting more and more ridiculous.

*Jason's POV*

I held on to Y/N's waist and began leading her to the living room.

She started elbowing me and trying to get me off him.

"Stop struggling." I hissed in her ear.

"Why are we doing this?" She demanded to know.

"Just listen to what I say." I muttered as we took a seat on the couch.

The five men around me seemed high, and four of them were smoking.

"Don't be fooled by their looks." I murmured.

"It doesn't matter how out of it these men are, they're still dangerous. In fact, they're probably more dangerous while high."

"So," Their leader, Dave spoke.

"Here's what we've got."

He snapped his fingers, and one of his men slammed a briefcase on the table.

"Russian imports..." I mumbled.

"They're two hundred fifty each. Have we got a trade?"

"Two hundred fifty each?" I exclaimed.

"That's outrageous! There are at least thirty bags of powered sh*t in there!"

"Hey, I went through hell to get these all the way from from Russia, it's two hundred fifty or nothing."

I didn't want to shoot anyone for Y/N's sake, but that price wouldn't work for me.

I whipped out a gun.

"Lower it to two hundred and you've got yourself a deal." I announced and placed my finger around the trigger.

"What are you doing?" Y/N asked me, completely afraid.

I hugged her closer to me.

"Don't worry babe, I know exactly what I'm doing." I smirked.

"You're not going to shoot them, are you?" She started to freak out.

"Calm down." I said, and glimpsed the fear in her eyes.

I sighed and tucked the gun back into my pocket.

"No, I won't shoot them."

"So are you gonna lower the price or what?" I questioned Dave.

"If you can't make a bargain, then I'll call this whole exchange off."

Dave scowled at the mention of a failed trade.

"Fine, I'll drop it to two hundred ten." He said.

"But next time you'll have to pay double the price."

"Alright then, good doing business with you." I nodded and slapped a stack of money on the table.

"Same to you." He replied, his smile returning at the sight of the cash.
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"Jason, I never want to do that again."

"It's okay, they're gone now." I tried to soothe her.

"And you still look hot in that dress."

She glanced down at her almost uncovered frame.

"About that...I'm going to change my outfit now." She said.

"Wait!" I called out to her. She raised an eyebrow at me.

"You look so good, you can't change yet."

I reached for her waist but she pushed me away.

"I'm going to go change now." She repeated.

I watched her walk away, not even trying to look away from her ass.

She was simply perfection.

I had to make her mine.

I had to make her want me back.

But hadn't I done that already?

Kidnapping her and bringing her closer to me didn't change much.

She still didn't pay much attention to me, and still didn't care for me.

Yet somehow I had to make her love me.

And one way or another, I would.

That's the end Part 8 :)
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