Chapter:-40

There are many things Jasmine likes about Alex. For instance, she likes his beauty and the near-absolute power he can wield. She likes how he looks at her when he thinks she isn't paying attention—all adoration and raw hunger. She likes the idea of them passing through time ageless together, of being each other's safe guard against a descent into madness and loss—of caring too much for anyone.

Most of all, she likes how well he knows her. How Alex can see through her deceptions and artfully toy with her Jasmine still likes to play coy, as if she hadn't already asked Alex a thousand times over for orgasms or offered herself up willingly. Jasmine never makes him beg—like he often did—but she respects Alex and even loves him in a way. Certainly not as much as he loves herself, and she revels in the disparity. She's always preferred to be loved over her lover.

She has never been more beautiful than she is now—naked and standing before him. It didn't take long to learn that she could outw