Jasper Corruption Novels & Stories

Athena sneers, turning as if to stalk out of the room, “Do what you want, daughter of Hades. The book is already destroyed, and the story will now be forgotten… as it should be.” A grim fairytale best left forgotten. When Proserpina was sure that the goddess was already gone, she allowed the shadows to bring what was left of the book back to her, fingers ghosting over the pages. The story of corruption will now be no more… The book is burned. Athena is right. The book is already beyond saving. And yet–

“Now I remember. The crypto developer.” “Jasper was a bad guy, similar to Prince Valentine, after finding out Sadie wasn’t a Greer. He made amends, cut a deal with the FBI, and helped put his father in jail. Cenric gave him a chance, Linden saw potential in him and offered him a job, but when Mr. Linden, Jaymes, got into an accident, Jasper donated a piece of his liver. Then a distant cousin, the Russian pakhan, wants to recruit Jasper. To make a long story short. Linden risked everything to save him in Russia.” “You’re telling me the moral of the story is even bad guys can change, or they’re not completely evil?”

"With these records, you'd be able to send me to jail for at least two years. Damon, I know you need a way to release your anger, so I'm offering you a way to destroy me." Damon reached out and casually flipped through the stack of papers. The data was very detailed. Jasper had evidently hired a professional to do this. People who ran conglomerates like them would give millions in bribes to different departments every year. None of them were free of sin. When Jasper showed all his finance records to Damon, it was as if he was marking all his wounds and telling Damon to stab at those places. He must be out of his mind. "Jasper Schultz, you knew I wouldn't have the heart to send you to jail, r

Even if Jasper had hired a master thief, there was no way he could copy it. I had just relaxed a little when Grayson appeared in front of me again, his face deathly pale. A bad feeling surged up instantly. Then I heard him say, “Jasper just posted his original concept online. The data… is exactly the same as ours after the modification.” “That’s impossible!” I rushed forward and grabbed the phone. On the screen, Jasper said regretfully, “Actually, when I first reached this stage, I already felt it was enough. It was perfect. However, someone managed to steal the most critical component.

He would be nothing. No. Jasper felt his body be dragged through the corridors, his knees dragging, pulling on the skin of his legs, chafing them, rubbing them red and only inviting more and more injuries. He deserved this. he deserved it all. He deserved nothing less, after all. He was the original monster that had corrupted Emmet and would corrupt Lila as well, and no wonder that he had such an influence to do so, considering what he had done, in meddling and messing with their lives, transforming them from innocent civilians into becoming the people who would bring on massacres of humanity unknowingly.

“Why didn’t you prepare me for this?” “I wanted you to see the truth for yourself,” Thiago replied. “There’s no way to sugarcoat it. This is who they are. This is what they do.” I swallowed hard, trying to regain control of my emotions. The reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. The Zorich Group wasn’t just some powerful corporate entity. It was deeply entrenched in something far more depraved, far more corrupt than I had imagined. Jasper's eyes flickered open, and for the first time, he noticed us standing there. A slow, predatory smile crept across his face as he disentangled himself from the women surrounding him.

By the end, they pulled out and stood over me as I knelt between them, ruined, leaking cum from both holes, mascara streaked down my face, bunny tail discarded on the floor. “Open your mouth and look up, bunny,” Jax ordered. They stroked themselves over my upturned face. Then, almost simultaneously, they let go. Hot streams of piss hit my face, my tongue, my tits, soaking the sheer lingerie. They marked me thoroughly — golden showers drenching my hair, running down my body, pooling on the office floor. The ultimate degradation. I stayed there on my knees, trembling, covered in their cum and piss, utterly broken. Jax stroked my wet hair almost tenderly.

“What are you going to do about it? You don’t get to control me anymore. Because of your obsession with those people, I had to become someone I hate. I had to leave my wife. My child. What else do you want from me?” “For you?” Jessica laughed bitterly. “If you had married that girl, you would have had billions. Everything I did, I did for you!” “For me?” Jasper’s voice shook with disbelief. “Assaulting kids? Drugging them? Destroying their lives? You did all of that for me?” Her face paled. “I didn’t do anything. They chose their own paths!” “Bullshit!” Jasper roared. “An eleven-year-old does not understand life. A thirteen-year-old does not know what they are drinking. A seventeen-year-old

"I know, but if I didn't do it, I wouldn't get this." I removed the small device that was stuck to my chest. Jasper seemed confused at first, then realisation dawned on his face. "Cameron was the one to bug your system, and he is trying to use me to crash it in hopes of robbing you of your hard earned money." Jasper frowned, then laughed. "He does know that my money is in the bank, right?" I laughed as well. "He isn't too bright. But I don't know how to pull this off. I can't go through with this, but at the same time he won't trust me and I won't get anymore confessions out of him."

"Orion is currently feeding the fish." Jasper’s brows ticked up a fraction of an inch. "Efficient." "He confessed before the end," I added coldly. "He sold the codes because his pregnant wife was taken. Apparently, desperation makes cowards of us all." Jasper sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "And the explosion?" "His doing. Bought loyalty. Cheap, predictable bullshit." I took another hit of the scotch. "But there was... a complication." Jasper straightened up instantly, the casual demeanor vanishing. "Define complication, Aiden."