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JasonThe press had called it a masterclass in crisis management, hailed me as the king of comebacks, or whatever else, but I called it taking back what was mine.By Tuesday, Sterling stock had bounced back twelve percent. The headlines were practically glowing, running photos of Jasmine and me outside the restaurant and at the Sterling event, dancing, all smiles. Okay, maybe I had manipulated that photograph and paid the news outlet that ran the story to publish it, but what did it matter? The reports had titles like A New Chapter for Sterling, A Phoenix Rising from the Ashes, and The Sterling-Vance Alliance Restored.I had gone back to the Sterling mansion for the sole reason of gloating. At breakfast that morning, Eleanor actually smiled at me. It wasn’t the cruel smile she always had; it was the one where her eyes looked glossy, and she almost managed to look kind. It was the smile she had only reserved for Victoria all these years, the smile I’d have done anything to get in the p

SebastianI stood in that spot for a while, my chest heaving, staring at the empty space where Jasmine had been standing just seconds ago. Her face was burned into my mind: the tears, the trembling voice, the sheer terror in her hazel eyes when she told me about him.He tried to force himself on me.My jaw clenched as rage surged through my veins. I turned around and re-entered my suite, my hands balling into tight fists at my sides. I charged toward the armchair in the room like a man possessed and kicked it hard, sending it crashing against the desk.I had spent a week and two days drowning in my own pain and anger, nursing a broken heart because she hadn't come to me first. It had been torture, waking up in a bed that wasn’t mine, without her next to me.I was always so close to picking up the phone to call her, but my wounded pride wouldn’t let me. The thought of her sidelining me and going straight to him, with no thought of me, broke my heart into pieces.But now, when Jason bac

Jason"How could you be so fucking stupid, Victoria?!" I roared, my voice sounding hoarse as I paced the length of the living room, kicking a piece of shattered glass out of my path. "You threw away my only trump card! My only leverage!"Victoria was cowering away from me, her hands trembling as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Jason, please—""Shut up! Don't 'Jason, please' me!" I spat, pointing a finger directly in her face. "You ruined everything! Do you have any idea what I had to do to get that video? What it cost me? I had Sebastian right where I wanted him. I had Jasmine trapped! And you just handed them the win on a silver platter!""I did it for us!" she sobbed, clutching her coat tightly around herself. "I did it so you'd stop destroying yourself over her!""There is no us!" I screamed, towering over her until she shrank back even further. "I don't want anything to do with you, Victoria! I never did! You think I wanted any of this? You’re the one who came on to me when we we

JasonI stood in the kitchen of my penthouse, listening to the soothing hum of coffee brewing on the counter. Morning light shone through the floor-to-ceiling glass, casting a warm glow in the living room.I had cleaned out the house and had it professionally cleaned. I had taken out every trace of that night, the broken table and all. I glanced at the living room, where the new table was sitting, my mind automatically throwing me back to that moment with Victoria. I had never spoken to her like that. I never had a reason to, and she was right. I used to do anything to get her to forgive me when we had an argument. But with what happened the last time she was here, I doubted she would want to look at my face, let alone forgive me.And then, like clockwork, another memory forced its way in. Jasmine.I turned my gaze toward the bubbling cup of coffee. Jasmine had a way she made her coffee. I didn’t quite learn how, and she never did teach me either. Or maybe she did, and maybe I was too

JasmineA soft R&B song was playing in the living room of Sebastian's mansion. Laura was fussing around me, adjusting the neckline of my oversized white wool sweater for what felt like the hundredth time. She stepped back, tilting her head as she looked at me, squinting her eyes. Her hands were positioned like she was peering at me through the lens of a camera.“Perfection," she murmured, smiling. "Jasmine, you look stunning, but simple and effortless. Exactly what I wanted for this photoshoot!”I looked at my reflection in the mirror set up on the side table. My hair fell in soft waves, and my makeup was so light it barely felt like I had any on. We had gone simple with the jewelry, too. Laura had insisted this was the right vibe to go with for an official announcement of our relationship. Though I highly doubted an announcement was needed, since everyone had already gotten on the wild ride of this relationship from the beginning.The doors opened, and Sebastian walked into the livin