Novel & Cerita Jason Voorhees Under The Mask

No matter how hard he is to understand, his eyes give away the things he is trying to mask. "I'll pick you up at 6." He said getting up. "Be ready" "Sean.." I stopped him. "Yea?" "What do I wear?" "Something that suits my tux." He said, heading to the door. "Where are we going?" He flashed a grin. "That's for me to know and you to find out." ***

He comments. "No doubt. Now hurry up, good ones never wait." He gets under the blanket without wasting any further time. She was wearing one of his white t-shirts for the night. The neck of the shirt being slightly bigger than her fitting, revealed her cleavage more than little which allowed Jason to smirk proudly at the art pieces he painted on her skin.

He gave her the money, and their hands slightly touched,and Eric couldn't stop himself from groaning when he felt her touch. On the other hand, Vicky couldn't understand why she was feeling this way towards a total and mysterious stranger who was hidden behind a mask. As the rules of the club, all members of the club are to put a mask on their faces for security reasons. But the workers were not allowed to put on masks. She stared at this man standing before her and noticed he had beautiful sets of green alluring eyes, which she finds fascinating. Initially, she tried looking away but felt herself lost in his gaze.

Granted, she did fight back in self-defense yet she was more dangerous than he was. His face flashed on the screen. When Keisha was able to pull his mask, it showed the bottom of his face, showing his lips and nose. "If anyone can catch this man, I will give half a million to whoever can tip us off on who he is and where he is. I will not let this man– or anyone get away from hurting Keisha Lexington." Eros stared straight to the camera, almost as if he was looking through Daimon's soul.

His mask gleamed under the low light, reflecting screens of numbered faces. “Take off your mask,” I said softly. He turned, startled. “That’s against the rules.” “Just do it,” I insisted. He hesitated, then reached up slowly and removed it. My breath caught. He was… beautiful. Not in the polished way of the elites, but striking, dark hair, sharp jawline, eyes that looked almost too human for this place. He couldn’t have been more than mid-thirties. “You can cover your face again,” I said quickly, realizing I’d been staring.

I’m not going to hurt you. His words were bizarre, but I had no time to think them over. No matter what he said, I wasn’t about to trust him. Still, I nodded in agreement, signaling that I would comply. Once he seemed convinced I wouldn’t resist, he relaxed a little and guided me toward the bedroom. He must have known I was pregnant because he kept his hand protectively near my stomach, careful not to harm me. As we moved, the dim light of the moon filtered through the window, and I finally got a clearer look at him. He wore a black mask that covered his entire face, leaving only his eyes visible. In the darkness, I couldn’t tell who he was at all.

Eric leaned back slowly, eyes widening. “No way, man,” he said. “Maybe it’s just a coincidence.” “I thought so too,” I replied. “I left it alone. But like I said, I held her. I felt Jade’s body. And even though I haven’t held Akayda… it’s the same. Same height. Same weight. Same structure.” He exhaled hard. “Still, Jade was wearing a mask.” “Yes,” I said. “But we have footage where she wasn’t wearing one.”

he pointed out. " Very well said, I'll gladly take them off" he took of his hoodie revealing his dark purple hair with a highlight of brown, Tyler took a quick stare before proceeding to pull out his files from his bag. Jayson took off his face mask which he had around his nose and mouth, Tyler could see his plumping rosy lips and finally he took off his glasses. " There now no more secrets" he voiced. Tyler was a bit surprised the Mr Jayson was very young, he was expecting him to be at his late 40s just as Mr Eric.

He looked at Luca. "I will have to go there. Prepare a fake identify card for me, and get me a spray dye. I'm dying my hair gold. Go get me one of those fake ID I've used before. The one I used in Spain 'Philip Riles' Jason removed his tye, and tied a rope to his glass, he wore a black contact lens, and wore the medicated glass."

I really do have a terrible memory. But then, when the masked man took off his mask to kiss me, he looked really familiar. Well… it could just be a coincidence. He’s probably just someone popular. There are tons of celebrities here in L.A., so maybe I’ve seen pictures of him on social media before. It doesn’t have to mean anything. And certainly doesn’t mean he’s Jason's adoptive father. Then who is Xavier Cross? And why does the internet list him as Jason’s adoptive father?