Julian’s voice crackled through the speaker. “You said Liam might be in trouble. What the hell does that mean, Jasper?”Jasper sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. “It means exactly what you think it does. father’s not just pulling strings anymore,.he’s tightening them. He's going to make me pay for what I did at the dinner.”“Speak clearly. No riddles.”“He’s using Liam to control me, don't you get, he might just as well be using Liam to control us.”“Jasper.” Julian’s voice dropped to a dangerous low. “So what you are trying to tell me is that father is threatening Liam? Or something.”“Not directly. But he made sure I knew what would happen if I didn’t fall in line. And Vivian just confirmed it.”“fuck man. How far does this go?”“All the way up,” Jasper muttered. “Vivian said if I don’t play along, everything dad built collapses, I really don't care about that but Liam gets caught in the fallout. I don't know anymore Julian, to Liam we betrayed him, I haven't forgiven yo
“You look like you tried to drown yourself in whiskey and failed miserably,” Vivian said, arms crossed, gaze sweeping over the empty bottles and shattered glass like she was personally offended.“I didn’t realize you're starting to play your role as my fiancee” Jasper muttered, rubbing his temples.“Yeah whatever you didn't come home last night and this morning there was a call back home, you missed two brand shoots, and ignore my ten calls–oh wait, you did all that.”“Can we not do this now?, I'm not in a good mood Vivian.”“No, we’re going to do this right now, atleast you are not asking for sex and fucking me right in the asshole” Vivian snapped, heels clicking across the wooden floor as she grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniel’s on the counter and dumped it in the sink.“Hey!” Jasper lurched forward. “That’s–.”“Poison,” she cut in. “The same poison that’s making you act like a damn lovesick idiot.”He scoffed and slumped back on the couch. “You came all the way here to give me a lec
The music was too loud.Jasper sat in the darkest corner of the club, shoulders hunched over the bar, fingers wrapped tightly around his third glass of whiskey. Or maybe it was the fourth—he’d stopped counting two shots ago.“Another,” he muttered, barely glancing at the bartender.The man hesitated. “You sure?”Jasper chuckled dryly. “You think I’m here for the ambience?”The bartender gave him a look but poured another anyway.Jasper took the drink, downed it in one go, then stared at the blurry reflection of himself in the back wall mirror. Hair messy. Eyes tired. Soul exhausted.He’d stormed out of the apartment days ago, slamming the door on Liam, on Vivian, on all of it. Since then, the days had blended into one long hangover.He unlocked his phone, thumb hovering over his contacts. Muscle memory pulled up Liam.He stared at the name for a long time. That familiar ache settled in his chest again. The one that only got louder when he tried to ignore it.He hated this. Hated how L
And then, without another word, Mr Davenport grabbed her by the waist and pushed her against the desk Scattering papers as he did. His mouth crashed down on hers as if forcing his way into her mouth.Vivian gasped, her palms pushing against his chest, but he didn’t budge. The kiss deepened, raw and violent.He yanked her panties apart of leaving her bare ass to his sight, . She whimpered in disgust as his lips moved to her neck, teeth scraping against skin.“You do whatever I ask bitch without saying no” he growled against her ear. “and this is what I need now..”She groaned, her resolve crumbling. “I hate you.”“the best feeling ever,” he said, and her eyes flashed. But then he kissed her again, and she stopped fighting it.Vivian’s fingers tangled in his hair, tugging hard enough to hurt. He hissed but didn’t pull back. Instead, he pushed her down until she was leaning on the desk, papers crunching beneath her.This wasn’t gentle. This wasn’t even remotely tender. It was anger and
“Jasper, Vivian,” his father suddenly said, cutting into Jasper’s thoughts. “I have a little surprise for you both.”Jasper looked up, dread curling in his stomach. He didn’t like the sound of that.His father snapped his fingers, and a moment later, a photographer appeared, camera in hand. “Smile for the camera, kids,” he instructed, pointing the lens at Jasper and Vivian.Jasper forced a smile, feeling like he was going to be sick. This was getting out of hand.“Perfect!” his father exclaimed. “That will go perfectly in the engagement announcement.”Jasper’s head snapped up. “Engagement announcement?” he repeated, his voice shaking with anger. “Dad, we’re not even engaged!”His father waved him off. “Details, details. You will be soon enough.”Jasper pushed his chair back violently, standing up. "This is ridiculous!" he shouted. "I'm not going to sit here and pretend that I'm in love with someone I barely know!""Jasper!" his father barked. "Sit down right now!"But Jasper was beyon
Drew gripped Liam’s hips, holding him steady as he thrust in deeper, inch by torturous inch. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he gritted out.Liam whimpered, his body arching back against Drew’s. “More,” he demanded. “I need more.”Drew obliged, snapping his hips forward to bury himself completely inside Liam. Liam cried out, the sound echoing off the walls as Drew set a relentless pace, pounding into him with deep, powerful thrusts.“Yes, yes, YES!” Liam chanted, meeting Drew thrust for thrust. He could feel the tension building, coiling tight in his belly.Drew reached around, wrapping a hand around Liam’s cock. He stroked him in time with his thrusts, each touch sending sparks of pleasure through Liam’s body.Drew fucked him through his orgasm, prolonging the waves of pleasure that wracked Liam’s body. Finally, with a guttural groan, Drew came too, filling Liam with his release.They stayed like that for a long moment, both breathing heavily. Finally, Drew pulled out, and Liam turned to face