Grace P.O.V
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I turned my head to Jason's direction where he was standing. "Where am I ?" I rub my temples which were hurting.
He smiled at me, "Paris I think, or maybe Europe." I looked at him as if he was alien but all he did was laugh. "Ohhh you must be wondering where you are, well we are in my house. Don't worry, nobody will be able to find you 'cause this house and all my other ones are un-trackable."
I sighed Knowing he was telling the truth by the way in his tone. "Fine, can I have a shower since I haven't changed an showered in a while." He nodded then pointed to another door where I guess was the bathroom. I walked in and into the shower and turned on the water, the warm water ran down my body calming and relaxing me after what has happen. After some time I turn off the water taps and wrapped a black towel around me. I stepped outside of the bathroom only in a towel.
"You should dress like that all the time." I heard Jason say behind me. I turn around as fast as humanly possible and saw him smirking at me. I frown at him as he starts to walk over to me and wrap his hands around my wast.
"If you frown any more you will get a frown line." That comment made me frown even more which made him laugh. "I don't like it when your frowning." Jason said leaning down to my ear. He grazed the nob of my ear which made me close my eyes. He then started training kisses down my neck leaving hotness behind making me want more. But then he got to a spot on my neck which made me moan in pleasure which I could feel his smile at this. But suddenly he moved away from my neck which made me want his firery hot kisses on my lips.
"Your clothes are on the bed, we will finish this later." Was all he said before he left go of my wast and left the room leaving me wide eyed watching the door. What the hell was that before ? Why was I acting like that?
I shrugged off the thought and walk to where he said the clothes were. I put on the clothes and look at myself in front of the mirror. I was wearing a short black shirt which showed my flat stomach, I had black skinny jeans on showing off my long skinny legs. I found black pumps next to the mirror and put them on. I looked like rebel, my golden colour hair was in a high pony tail and walked out feeling nervous but proud of how I was looking. As I stepped down the stairs - my pumps making it on obvious I was here - I saw Jason sitting on the cough in front of a massive TV, no one else around.
Jason feeling my presents turned around and saw me, the side of his lips sliding into a smile.
He tapped the seat beside him and I hesitated but sat next to him not to closely. He stared at me like I was a diamond, something very valuable. His eyes were filled with wonder and amazement.
He smiled, "That's a good girl, listening to me." His arm went around me, I turned my head away from him feeling awkward here. "Don't look away from me!" He growled at me angrily. He waited for a few moments but noticing I won't do what he said he brought it hand under my chin and turned my head around to his direction. "You need to learn to listen to me Grace." He said firmly. I nodded which made him smile happy with himself. "Good, now we need to talk."
"Well thanks caption Obvious." I mutter under my breath.
"You must have started your 'powers' by now, has anything strange happen?" He asked raising a eyebrow waiting for my answer.
What should I say? I don't even know this guy, yet he kidnaps me. Makes out with me. And now he think I should tell him stuff, well I don't think so. Jason must of've notice my silents because I heard him take a deep breath in while I stared at my hands. I felt Jason's warm finger on my chin again as he turns my head agin but when I meet his eyes his lips crash onto mine sending shocks through my body. Without me knowing my lips move with his pushing into them. He then starts pushing me down so I'm lying on my back and he's on he. Our lips move in unison, his tongue exploring my mouth hungrily. Jason pulls back and starts kissing down my neck making a moan escape my lips. One of his hands were cupping my bottom where the other hand was up my black shirt slipping under my bra playing with my breast which was making me moan even more.
But suddenly his warm touch moved away from me, he stopped kissing my neck and his hands were on both side of me.
"Now let me ask you again, has anything weird happen to you?" He asked while I was breathing heavily. His mouth went back to my neck I moaned.
"Y-yes ! I-I have been hearing peoples thoughts." I say between moans as he reaches my sweet spot making me moan loudly.
"How have you been controlling it?" He asked, I was couldn't really hear him from him kissing me but I still could. "I ignored them."
Jason pulled away from me and sat where he was before kissing me. "If that's the only way to get you to talk I think I might have a lot of've fun with you."
I looked at him dazed not understanding what just happen, my mind said no but my body said yes everytime he touched me which made me ignore my brain and melt into his touch. "Wha-what just happen?" I asked confused scratching my head in confusion.
He smiled at me, "It's part of what you are Grace, everyone has a soul mate but your not like everyone else. You have powers that nobody will understand but I do." He looked right at me and for a few moments we stared into each other's eyes, but I looked away. I could feel Jason move closer to me. "Grace, you have powers. There is going to be a war and your on my side. Why you feel so weird when I touch you is because your mine and mine only, but you get to choose who you are going to be with. Good or evil." He pulled my head so I was looking at him, "Those people you were with are evil, they want to take over and ruin my plans to make the world a better place. I need you and your powers to help me win this war."

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