Chapter Twenty-two

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Jennifer felt very proud when Jason came hard inside of her, but if she only knew...

Even when he was having another woman bending over in front of him,he couldn't help but wish if was that spitfire, he even imagined her long dark chocolate hair twisted between his fingers instead of the blonde locks of Jennifer, the sharp feminine voice of hers calling out his name as he claimed her full lips... God those red stained lips that would bring the most powerful man to his knees in front of her, and man he could never forgot the way he came undone, after several waves of pleasure, wishing it was the flushed toned body of his Italian goddess, riding him to his climax.

He came home late that night with horny thoughts playing in his mind, the world was spinning around him as he took the long flight of stairs to reach his room, as if he just finished a whole bottle of red wine on his own.

For some reason, he felt pure happiness, a feeling he was wishing to find someday again.

Mixed with it, there was another emotion besides happiness, a feeling he wasn't sure he recognize or had any experience with, but he could care less, since it's making him live high up in the clouds.

Has he gone mad now? Was he turning softie?

His acting like a girl in her period after watching some cheesy movies.

A girl in her period he chuckled at his own joke as he laid on his bed, nude as the day he was born, and with that stupid grin on his face he drifted into a deep, comfortable sleep, he sought that whole week.

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Her mind didn't stop working as she twisted and turned in her bed to find a comfortable position, but she couldn't seem to find it no matter how many times she fought with her bedsheets.

Was she willing to go into a war with her father right now?

Does she has what it takes to go through this war and come out unharmed?

Well, she wasn't really sure about that now.

But of course it wasn't just the adrenaline talking when Gabriella stood up to her father, she really was sick, of him being so suffocating, she's still young, she needs to experience life on her own and fill her lungs with fresh air, not being stalked by him everywhere she goes.

She needs him to trust her, and give her the reins so she could lead her own way into her own life, she wasn't sure what was the right way to show him that he can't control her,but she knows a way that would lead her to her victory.

She leaned over on her elbow to reach  her phone on the night stand and unlocked it.
After going through the last dialed numbers, she eyed Jason's number as she brought her hand to her forehead.

Guess she is going through a war, and she's gonna make sure she'd be the knight, leading Jason like a horse into this cursed battle, and not the other way round.

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After his strong morning coffee, Sebastian headed to his office, Spencer was going to arrive any second, of course after paying his way out of the mess he was in, but when he heard that he got his ass beaten by Wick, he could not help but feel thankful that someone had the time to punish him for his stupidities, although he was not sure that was the right reason behind Wick's actions.

Spencer probably provoked him, he is known in the mansion for doing such things, and Wick being a hot tempered guy, he lost it.

He slides into his leather black chair, and rested his head on the back of it as he brought his fingers to massage his temples, Sebastian was still having a killing headache from last night and he obviously knew why.
His daughter could be a true pain in the ass sometimes, she would jump at every opportunity to challenge him and prove her point, but he must admit that it used to impress him when she was a kid, but not anymore since it is going be the cause of the destruction of his entire family.

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