Golden Passion (Jasper Jordan X Reader 1920s AU)

Chapter 3

     From that night forward, your life had completely changed. For about a month, you struggled with the idea of cheating. However, the idea gave you the most amazing sensation. One look at Jasper and you went weak in the knees. After all, a month of nothing but a peck on the cheek, and hugs will do that to a girl. You were in desperate need of a lover. But glances at one another from afar with the man wasn't going to be enough.

     After that passionate kiss in the hallway, there was no going back. He would leave you flowers all over the house. Not a bouquet, or anything fancy. A simple rose, or lily on a flat surface. Or he would simply bring it with him when he served you your afternoon drink.

     "Mrs." You heard him call from across the room. You looked up from your desk, in your own office. It was less of an office and more of your own isolated room. You spent a large amount of your day there, writing to your friends and family. Or thank you notes to your new 'friends' your husband surrounded you with. The girls came over at least once a week. And you started to warm up to them. They were funny at the least, they bickered like sisters. You felt apart of a small family with them.

     "Come in, Jasper." You answered, watching him enter with the tray. He walked straight across the marble floor, and to your desk. Where he set down the glass and a small tray of fruit. After which, he laid down a red rose. Your heart skipped a beat, and you smiled. Trying to keep yourself from blushing too hard. You looked up at him, as he gave you the sweetest and the gentlest smile that was ever given to you. You wanted nothing more than to kiss him. Wanted nothing more than to have him in your arms. Yet, the little bit of a conscious you still had kept you from doing so. The drawn-out eye contact ended when Jasper bowed his head and left the room. You watched his tail coat sway behind him as he walked.

     That night, the girls and their husbands returned once your husband returned from his day's work. Again, you and the girls were left alone in the parlor. Normally, Jasper would have waited on you ladies. But tonight, he waited on the men. Harper, took care of you that night. Normally a maid would never. But your other butlers were busy at the moment.

     "So, Y/N, tell us..." Oleta started, with her third drink of the night in her hand. It had quickly become apparent that she was partial to alcohol. "Have you taken a lover yet? Or are you still holding out for no one but your foolish husband?" The girls giggled, as did you.

     "Well...I wouldn't call him a lover just yet but...I'm afraid I do have my eye on someone." You confess. All the girl's eye lit up with surprise and curiosity.

     "Who?"

     "Who! Yes, who?"

     "Do tell. We can keep your secret!"

     "We've kept all of ours for so long," Oleta commented as the rest of them begged. You shook your head with a smile, playing coy. Dia looked away for a moment, and then snapped her fingers in the air. She pointed to you as she shouted.

     "It's that butler boy! Isn't it?" She practically shouted! The room filled with gasps and excited chatting among them.

     "What gave you that idea?" You were shocked she knew.

     "The way you make eyes at him. You better be careful if you plan to continue. Acting suspicious will give it away." Dia warned.

     "Uh! He's simply adorable Y/N! You must tell us every detail when you seal the deal." Alice exclaimed.

     "Well, I'm not sure if I can go through with it. I always promised myself I'd be the best wife I could be and-" You were cut off.

     "This has nothing to do with being a good wife! As long as you keep the house from burning down, and you look the part. You are being a good wife. Your role is to play the part. You don't have to BE the part." Clarke reassured.