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“You wouldn’t discipline me,” I reply quietly as I look into his eyes, but a smile spread across his face as he moves until his lips are only millimetres from mine.
“Oh, I most certainly would, but I think you would respond better if it was Christian taking you over his knee.”
I gasp as Jason’s smile turns into a full smirk. His lips crash into mine as the tingling between my legs turns into an inferno. Jason’s arm moves from the side of me, and I feel him cup my sex and squeeze causing me to gasp against his mouth. He lifts, ending the kiss, grinning down at me.
“I thought as much,” he whispers before standing up and pulling me back into a seated position. “Now eat your toast, drink your coffee, and get washed and dressed. I’ll be back in twenty minutes to take you down to Christian who’s waiting to get a few things sorted,” he winks before leaving the room, and me to a million very explicit thoughts.
???
Twenty minutes later, on the dot, Jason walks into my room as I pull on my jumper. He looks at me for a second before walking over and tugging me to him by my jean belt loop.
“You’ve lost more weight than I realised. We need to rectify that,” he says before kissing me on the lips once and pulling me from the room. “Come on, Christian’s waiting in his office.”
I follow him silently gripping his hand as we head down the corridor. We pass a picture, and I freeze, pulling him to a stop.
“That’s me!”
Jason looks at the picture of me dancing in Swan Lake three years ago.
“That’s Maximus’s favourite. There’s pictures of you all around the house, didn’t you notice last night?” Jason asks. I look at him shaking my head.
“Why?” I ask amazed. My mother doesn’t even have pictures of me dancing.
“Why not? You’re beautiful, even more so when you dance.”
I look at him as he turns and starts walking down the corridor again, leading me past two more pictures of myself.
“We are very proud of you, Jazzy. We love watching you dance; we have never missed a single performance. Every night at least one of us will be there if not all four. We only make a point of meeting up with you on the last night as we know you will let your hair down and relax. But we watch every single one.”
I pull him to a stop, forcing him to look at me.
“Why didn’t I know that?” I ask. Jason smiles and cups my face.
“There’s a lot you don’t know, but you soon will,” he answers as he kisses me quickly before pushing open the door in front of us.
We walk in and I hear Christian’s voice from the side of the room. I find him standing in front of a large mahogany desk, a phone pressed to his ear. He looks up at us and signals for us to take a seat on the coach against the far wall. Above it is another large picture of me dancing. Jason sits on the sofa, and I go to sit next to him, wondering if Christian knows that something has started between us. Jason pulls me onto his lap at the last moment. I turn and stare at him wide-eyed but Jason winks as he kisses me quickly on the lips. I guess if he didn’t know he does now. I turn to see Christian looking at us, his face giving nothing away. Whoever’s on the phone seems to restart the conversation as he frowns and his jaw clenches.
“So you did listen to the voicemail I left you?” he asks as he pinches the bridge of his nose. “Let me get this straight, you knew of the situation and didn’t feel the need to check in on her? You left her to deal with her mother on her own?” Shit, he’s on the phone with Tommy. I feel my body tense, Jason notices as he tightens his hold on me, making me lean into him. He places a hand on my thigh and rubs the fabric with his thumb.
“Do you want to explain to me why Jasmine was paying you rent on a house we own and cover all bills for? … Oh, cut the bullshit, she told us everything. You will return every penny to her, understood?” I sit up and stare at him before turning to Jason who nods.
“As I said, there are a lot of things you don’t know, but soon will,” he says as he tucks a section of hair behind my ear.
“And the money that was meant to be for her school fee where’s that gone?”
I turn to look at Christian again, but he’s looking at the picture on his desk, which I realise is another picture of me. It’s one we took on a day out last year when it was just the two of us.
“But you haven’t been paying it have you? I phoned the school today and found out they haven’t received a single payment from you this year, and Jasmine has been giving what she could when she could as well as cleaning and teaching the kids to help pay her tuition fees.”
Fuck they do know everything now; I didn’t want them to know that part. Jason’s hand rubs up and down my back again as my heart starts to race.
“We are so proud of you for trying to do this on your own, don’t ever think we aren’t. But you should have come to us,” Jason whispers into my ear.
“Well, you were happy for her to be your problem when you were with Carol and receiving our money,” Christian states as he looks at me and Jason. I see Jason’s head move out of the corner of my eye but miss what he says. Christian nods and focuses on me as he answers his father.
“Well, she isn’t your problem anymore as we are taking over Jasmine’s care and anything she needs we will give her direct,” Christian snaps. I see Jason hold his hand out and Christian hands the phone over to him without saying a word to his father. Jason takes the phone and lifts it to his ear as his hand on my hip tightens protectively.
“It’s me,” he says as I watch his face change. “What Christian’s saying far too politely is that we will no longer need to transfer money to your sorry ass, you’re no longer our problem and in turn no longer have access to anything we own. If you don’t like it, you should have done as we asked, and not left Jasmine to deal with your wife on her own. Don’t bother trying to fight this, you won’t fucking win. Goodbye, Tommy.”
