Chapter 64


    Chapter 64


    Sophia clenched her jaw. Jason’s revenge had gotten her father framed for “stealing research


    secrets.” Destroying that “evidence” was her father’s only shot at staying out of prison. Three years


    ago, Jason probably felt quilty for pinning the crime on him, but now he was using it manipte her.


    Fine. If keeping her father safe meant spreading her legs for some creep, so be it. Life was already


    a bitter pill, and her time was limited. This body was just a shell. As long as she could protect her


    loved ones, nothing else mattered


    Jason watched her anguish twist her features, a prickling ache spreading through his chest. He


    looked away, drawling. “What do you think it will take for me to let him go?” Before she could


    answer, heshed out with his leg, sending her sprawling


    “I’ll sleep with whoever you want!” Sophia choked out, her voice ragged. “I’ll do whatever you say


    from now on!”


    de? This woman.


    Jason squeezed his eyes shut, the veins on his forehead bulging. “Is that all she wants? To sleep


    with some random dude?


    she’s… she’s…”


    “Jason, my stomach hurts!” Ada whimpered from his arms.


    He took a deep breath, shoving down the inferno in his gut. Frustration gnawed at him as he tossed


    Ada into Aaron’s arms. “Get her to the hospital. Top doctors, best care for the baby.” If Ada lost the


    baby because of Sophia’s shenanigans, exining it to the Wilsons and Terence would be a


    nightmare. Now that her family fortune was gone, Sophia had no leverage. Killing Ada’s child could


    land her in jail.


    Aaron grimaced, taking the struggling woman. He tried his best to be invisible, but this kind of shit


    always found him. “Yes sir, on it.”


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    Ada’s eyes widened as she reached for Jason’s sleeve. “Jason, please take me. Something’s wrong


    with the baby. My stomach can you stay with me?” Ignoring her, Jason barked at Aaron, “Move it!”


    After Aaron and the whimpering Ada disappeared, Jason approached Sophia slowly. He crouched


    down, digging his fingers into her chin. Pain shot through her jaw. “Last time you ‘entertained


    George, you called Oliver and Luna, ruining the whole deal. Sophia, you think you’re some kind of


    dignified rebellious princess? If I have you entertain someone again, will you actually follow orders


    this time?”


    Tears welled in her eyes as she looked up, one hand clutching his coat, the other hand bracing her


    against the snow. “Dignified? There‘ nothing dignified about me. I’m just a worthless pawn now.


    Four years of your games, and I’m nothing but a wreck.” Her body bore the scars. a removed


    fallopian tube, a heart forever wounded, the memory of a lost pregnancy. The life she led, forced to


    sell herself, had left its mark on her soul. She felt broken, hollowed out.


    Her self–deprecation reignited Jason’s fury. He remembered the muffled sounds from the phone call


    days ago. He let go of her chin, his grip shifting to her cor, his eyes hardening. “Did that bastard


    touch you these past few days?” Sophia’s lips twitched, a flicker of hate shing in her eyes. “You


    already know the answer, don’t you? Why ask?”


    A cruel smile yed on his lips. He ripped her clothes in front of her, his gaze falling on the bruises


    and marks–silent proof of betrayal. “Sophia, you’re a real piece of work.” With a shove, he sent her


    sprawling. “Get up.”


    Sophia bit her lip, needing every ounce of courage to rise to her feet. His stare was brutal, like ice


    picks boring into her. It felt like it could see right through her, leaving her exposed and vulnerable.


    He took a couple of steps back, his voice a low growl. “Drop to your knees,”


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