All Chapters of Safe Word: Rosé: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Narrator-Friday evening came, the eve of the catalogue shoot. Cara logged off her laptop and exited her office thirty minutes before needing to report for dinner. She knocked on Jason's door, and as usual waited for his permission before entering his space.Cara walked to the chair and sat down. She was now used to Jason not looking at her when she entered the space. She was also used to him pretending that nothing happened between them, which is why she wasn't surprised when he made no comment on his behavior towards her the night before."Have you confirmed everything for tomorrow morning?" Jason asked, typing away on his laptop.Cara crossed her legs and leaned back in her chair."Yes. The caterers will arrive at 6:00 AM, and Christos's team, including makeup will arrive at 7:30 AM. Miriam promised that the outfits will be delivered exactly at 8:00 AM on the dot. The entertainers will have breakfast on the set starting at 8:30 AM." Cara gave a detailed report.Jason nodded, but did

Narrator- The weeks following the photoshoot were uneventful. Cara returned to her routine of playing secretary, and Jason treated her as nothing more than a shadow who can talk. Neither the outspoken beauty, nor the jealous Dom chose to speak of their last close encounter. Jason returned to the club often, even though he never used an entertainer to accompany him in the playrooms, nor did her ever force Cara to join him again. He found that after their last discussion, he began to obsess a little too much about Cara. He hated that the only time he witnessed her smile was when she was with Cindy and Vincent, far away from him. He hated that whenever she looked at him, her eyes were always hard and judgmental. And he hated that he wanted nothing more than to invest time to mold and shape her into his ideal woman. This wish to even reach a common ground with Cara is what scared Jason the most, and urged him to distance himself from her. Cara was right, eventually she would leave, a

Jason- "Alright, thank you Declan." I expressed, then turned off the phone while heading to my room. I closed the door behind me, and instantly removed my tie and my shirt. I walked around my bed, and opened the first drawer in my nightstand. I pulled out the white envelope, which now bore a wrinkled corners and sweaty fingerprints, as a result of being opened over and over again the past few months. I pulled out the contents of the envelope and leaned back on the head of my bed. My eyes scanned the pieces of paper in my hand until I had read each word verbatim. Then I closed my eyes and sighed. Cara was gone, and I had no idea what to do. I spent the past few months building he perfect defense against her. I told myself I wouldn't get affected by her spunk and fire. Except I was fooling myself. Like a pyromaniac, I was drawn in by the explosion of emotions and personality which she housed behind that pretty face and sharp, tasty tongue. Like a glutton, I was addicted to her taste

Narrator- Cara dropped the photos back on the table in anguish then stood and walked up to Jason. He took a step forward and met her halfway. Cara drew in a deep breath and fisted her fingers. Jason looked down at her scowl and kept his face neutral, but his eyes hardened by the second. Their chests pumped simultaneously with heavy and excited pants. Jason watched closely as Cara's eyes filled with angry tears, and she wiped them away with the back of her hand before they spilled. Then she looked at Jason again and her heart ached in her chest. He had admitted to wanting her, but still, her heart hurt. "Why did it take you so damn long?" Cara demanded. Jason stuffed his hands in his pockets and lowered his face as close as possible to Cara's. "I wanted to give you a chance to really think on whether or not you'd walk away from me again." Jason said lowly. His tone had bumps piling over Cara's skin, and she wondered why Jason couldn't just be the regular man who simply hugged her

*WARNING: This Chapter contains material that some may find sensitive/ offensive. Read at your own discretion.* Narrator- "Did you miss me?" His voice said casually. Cara drew in a breath and opened her eyes, but her vision was blocked by a satin cloth. Her body was seated on a wooden chair, with her hands bound behind her back. Her ankles were each bound to a leg chair, away from each other, causing her thighs to spread apart and her body to be exposed to the cool wind which blew over her sensitive skin. Cara gulped. She did miss him, his voice, his touch, his lips... "Well did you?" He said, then his hands landed on her shoulders. Cara gulped, the lining of her spine tingling with goosebumps. His hand palmed its way over her shoulder, then the border of her neck, until he caressed the length of her vocal cord. Cara gulped again, she licked her lips and released a shuddering breath. His thumb traced her bottom lip, and he lowered his mouth to her left ear. He kissed the skin o