My eyes open with difficulty, although I seem to be lying on clouds, with a delicious warmth enveloping my body. I blink a few times, trying to adjust my eyes to the comfortable darkness of the room. Then I noticed that this isn't my ceiling.
This is not my room.
I look down at my body and notice as well that there's also a muscular arm around my waist… my naked waist.
I am naked.
Oh my Gosh.
The memories come flooding back, how Jasper's kiss was able to give me goosebumps and bring unknown sensations, how his delicious scent seemed and still seems to be impregnated into my skin. His touch, his lips sliding up my neck, reaching my breasts, which he kissed with the same desire as my lips, and left me completely aroused… ready to receive him right there, in the limousine.
But soon I was in his house, on his lap, while he climbed the stairs and kissed me.
The next moment, I was already on his bed, watching the way he unbuttoned his shirt and revealed his defined six-pack abs… And he leaned over me, kissing my neck as he took off my dress. I bit my lips as his hands went to my panties, that he pulled it tight, making it slip easily between my legs. Before he leaned over me, Jasper pulled off his own pants, revealing his hard-on.
And, well…
They say that the first-time hurts… That doesn't apply to me.
Being taken by Jasper was the best feeling of my life. The feeling of being filled by him brought me immediate pleasure, and he savored all my moans as he took me gently. I don't know if he realized that I was a virgin, but I remember him saying in a husky voice, between his own moans, “You're so tight, Scarlett…”
I felt pleasure hearing my name coming out of his lips so passionately and lustfully. In his kisses, his touch, and most of all, in how he filled me completely. The climax came so many times that I lost count, just as I know he also reached the apex more than twice. Maybe the fire burning in our bodies was too intense for both of us to end the touch. Or we simply didn't want to interrupt this moment that was meant to last only one night.
Yes, this is only a one-night stand.
Now that I have opened my eyes and find myself in the silence of the early morning, I don't feel the fire burning inside me, neither of anger nor of lust… only regret eating me up.
I look away, finding Jasper's sleeping face, which appears to be in a deep sleep. His eyelashes are long, and his lips perfectly drawn. And for a moment I felt sorry to let go of his touch, of his embrace that's so warm.
But we're just strangers, and nothing more.
Slowly, I release myself from his grip, hoping to the heavens that Jasper doesn't wake up. Please, please don't wake up.
I pick up my clothes from the floor and get dressed quickly, trying to keep as still as possible. Then, before I left that huge room, I looked over my eyes, feeling a slight pain in my chest for leaving him like this.
Should I leave a note?
No… It's better if we go our separate ways. In any case, we won't see each other again.
And so, I leave… With the sun already starting to rise on the horizon, get through the huge windows of that big house.
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I yawn, walking to school with slow steps. My whole body hurts, and my head aches even more. Fortunately, I had time to return to the dormitory and get ready quickly before the first class started.
I sip my hot coffee, already catching sight of the big oak tree in front of the building. And I hear the bell ring, pointing that class is about to begin. So, I pour it all out in one gulp, almost burning my throat.
Damn.
I quicken my pace, almost running. Fortunately, I managed to get inside and catch the almost empty halls… And as I enter the class, I find that all the students are seated, but the teacher has not yet arrived.
I pass through the back, getting a confused look from Lily, my best friend — and only friend, to be honest. She has a confused look on her face, probably wondering what happened to make me late, since it doesn't happen, well… never.
I give a shy smile and sit in the back, trying not to be noticed.
And as I sit down, the teacher enters the class with a cheerful expression… An expression that doesn't match my day, or my mood at all…
Then I finally point out that, following the teacher, there's a tall, strong young man… a familiar face.
Extremely familiar.
Who just a few hours ago, I saw naked.
“Good morning, class! We have a new student… Would you like to introduce yourself?” The teacher turns to the boy, and I immediately wilt in my chair, feeling my heart pound heavily in my chest.
“My name is Jasper Roosevelt… Nice to meet you.”
I hear the murmurs from the girls in my classroom, and honestly, I can understand. Jasper is… just hot.
I look away, feeling my face burn.
“You can sit anywhere you want, Jasper.” The teacher says, pointing to the rest of the room.
Jasper gets off the platform and walks to the back of the room, exactly in my direction. There are some empty chairs in the front, on the other side, in the middle… Why is he coming all the way here?
“Can I sit here?” I hear Jasper's melodic voice sound close, very close to me.
I raise my eyes, noticing that he’s leaning toward me, pulling out the chair that is exactly next to me. And not only that... He’s smiling.
“Yes, of course….” I say awkwardly, turning my face away. I try not to notice that several people are staring at us, especially the girls who don't look so happy with Jasper choosing to sit next to me, of all places.
And soon, he’s pulling his chair slightly closer to mine. Our arms are a few inches apart, which surprises me and makes me feel a bit uneasy; I didn't know that the seats in this place were so close together. With a quick glance, I realize that part of that is because Jasper is actually pretty big, and doesn't look like a student at all.
I swallow hard, trying to focus on the teacher's words and ignore that Jasper is looking right at me. And by the smile on his lips, I know that he’s enjoying my anxiety.
I can’t believe my one-night-stand is a new student in my class!
He won’t let anyone know about our relationship… right?
My nerves are on edge. Maybe it's my open nervousness, but the smell of Jasper is keeping me from concentrating on class. The teacher's words seem so distant. In fact, it's as if everyone around us isn't here, just me and Jasper, with his outstanding presence that makes my skin crawl.More than that, I can feel Jasper's eyes on me… the way his warmth is so close reminds me of the passionate way he held me, how his firm hands could be soft and make me gasp.I bite my lips, bothered by these thoughts.What is wrong with me?“Trouble concentrating?” I hear Jasper's voice sound low and teasing.“Don't talk to me.” I reply harshly, trying to look at the teacher explaining and gesturing at the subject that, honestly, isn't difficult for me, not even a bit. But at that moment, it's as if he's speaking a completely unknown and ancient language.I hear whispering and look at a group of students who are talking quietly among themselves and looking at us. My heart beats rapidly because I also no
I blink a few times, seeing how Jasper is casually holding the perfume bottle so close to my face. At that distance, I can even notice how the veins and nerves bulge in his hands, extending down his arm, until they disappear into the long sleeve of his shirt, that's raised up to his forearm.My heart is beating so fast that I cannot understand exactly what would happen if the glass hit me — or realize that Jasper is slowly lowering his hand and examining my face, bringing his other hand up to my face, as if making sure that I'm really okay. He doesn't exactly touch me, just a lock of my red hair. Then he flashes me a calm, serene smile. Yet, somehow… I can tell that he's angry. It's a feeling, an omen feeling that assaults my chest and makes it tighten. Yes, I know he's angry… Infuriated.This makes my throat suddenly dry.Only then I notice that Lily was screaming. She runs toward me and holds me by the arms, saying desperately, “Oh, m
I look around in a startle, fearing that someone has heard the explicit and loud — really loud — words Jasper used to refer to last night. I'm so frightened that my heart is beating frantically in my chest, threatening to rip it open and jump out. “H- Hey, shut up!” I grit my teeth, pointing my finger in his direction. “Aren't you ashamed to say… those things?” “Those things were truths, and you did all of them…. I must say, you did them so well that it's etched in my mind.” “Then make an effort to forget them.” I'm harsh, and I know my tone has caused him a certain amount of displeasure, but I don't care. All I want, what I really hope for the most, is to forget what happened yesterday… Forget seeing Bryan with Alice, and the fact that I lost my virginity with a complete stranger. At least, I wish it was really just a stranger, instead of the new student who just transferred into my class. Argh! How unlucky can one person be? “Forget?” He laughs low and leans toward me, causing
For a moment, I thought it was all just an illusion…. After all, it's impossible for humans to growl. Not like that, not with that intensity, as if there were a beast living beneath this skin and muscle, behind that angry countenance and those eyes that glow dangerously.There's no way that this is real…Yeah, there's no way any of it could be real.Yet… Bryan's fingers loosened their grip, and I was able to disentangle myself naturally as I fell back in my chair. And the expression on his face… Bryan is pale, so pale that he looks like a blizzard from a harsh winter day. His eyes are bulging, widened as if he doubts what he saw through it… as if he doubts his sanity as I do.Jasper's looks at me, and that's enough to wake me up… I finally got up from the chair, feeling a little more strength in my legs, and saw that, to my dismay, my movement had also awakened Bryan from his freeze. I’m attempting to leave, but Bryan reaches out to touch my arm again, but he stops midway, a few inche
Girlfriend? I feel my heart skip a beat and then flutter strongly against my chest. A strange feeling of happiness takes over me, and for a moment my lips open, tempted to accept his proposal, even if it's so sudden. But no words dare come out because I swallow them all. Jasper is what any girl would dream of. Tall, muscular, and incredibly handsome. Not only that, his kisses, his touch, his… Well, everything is absurdly perfect. Nothing's lacking, except for his flirty demeanor, which occasionally causes my annoyance to rise. Anyway, he knows how to make a girl blush and melt a heart. But… He's a constant reminder of Bryan's betrayal. A constant reminder of my broken heart. It has been only one day since my months-long relationship was shattered before my eyes. I'm not ready to start a new one, especially with someone I know nothing but the name. Besides… Alice's words are still hammering in my mind. I'm sick of dealing with playboys. That's why, even though my heart aches inexpl
ㅤ— JASPER ROOSEVELT (POV)ㅤWhen my father said that I should go to the Human Word to look for my mate, I confess that I couldn't hold my laugh. The idea seemed ridiculous. I honestly didn't worry about it, since I couldn't imagine the impact that my mate would have on my life… or the consequences of missing her. The effects didn't seem to be a problem until I started feeling them.During my wolf-shape, I noticed some instabilities that, gradually, were also affecting my human form. Small outbursts of anger and lack of control were something that was never really my character. I found out that if a wolf takes too long to find their mate, they will lose control. And to my bad luck, I haven't found mine in eighteen years.Since a wolf who can go crazy at any moment isn't suitable to be the heir to the pack, my father suggested this, which at first, I thought was absurd.But now… I'm really grateful that I listened to him.Especially when Scarlett looks so grumpy looking at her phone. E
My heart is about to fail, I know it. I know because, as I'm turning on my heels and walking quickly down the hallway, I have to swallow the crying and the words that I wish I could shout to the world. I had to swallow the hurt, the disappointment, and this jealousy that's eating me up inside…. A jealousy that shouldn't be here, shouldn't be… I shouldn't feel this, none of this! “Scarlett!” I hear Jasper call my name. Heavens, I'm already able to recognize his voice and each of his sounds even from a distance! But I don't dare look back or stop my quick steps… I don't dare because I know that, even as I swallow all of this, the tears are still threatening to rise to my eyes. I don't have anything to do with this. It doesn't matter if Jasper is with Alice, or with any other girl. It shouldn't matter… Then why am I running away like this? Why am I so, so sad? “Wait!” Suddenly, my wrist is held, and I feel my body freeze in place. I wish I had the strength to disengage myself fro
My lips twitch and for a moment I think about answering that yes, I'll watch this damn Basketball Competition, after all, it's a big event. But then… I remember that they're competing for Alice. I remember Jasper kissing her… And just like that, my courage just shatters.“No, I won't.” I reply quickly, turning my back on her. But I can feel Lily's eyes burning into my skin.“What?” Lily sighs deeply, “Scarlett, you know how important this event is, don't you?”Of course, I do, but…“Are you really not going to watch them? Bryan and Jasper are fighting over you in this competition, you know? Don't be heartless.” Lily says with a sly tone.“Stop saying things like that, Lily. This isn't about me.” I snort, feeling a chill in my stomach because again, the scene I saw between Alice and Jasper returns to my mind, bothering even in my dreams. It's funny how this made me more upset than when I saw Bryan with her at the club.“If it's not about you, who else?” She moves closer to me, placing