Chapter 150


    150. Olivia


    It’s been about an hour since Jasper went to the barn to take care of the horses and Juniper-my


    cheeks still turn red when I remember all the moments when I thought she was a woman-and 1 find


    myself looking forward to him entering the house. It is because I need to go to the bathroom, and he


    strictly forbid me to get off the couch un returns. So here I am, sitting on the couch with Miss Teapot,


    watching a movie and waiting.


    My feet are propped up on the coffee table, a pillow under them. Despite my protests, Jasper is


    carrying me all over the ce, not wanting me to harm myself even more. My little visit to the barn put


    more pressure on my toes and resulted in them swelling even more, which alerted Jasper, who called


    in Mose to take a look at them. When they learned that i snuck out of the house, they not only strictly


    forbade me to walk until I healed, but they were upset with me, which makes no sense to me why they


    pretend to care. In a world full of people, I am alone. No one ever cares about me, no one ever sees


    me, hears me, or feels my pain. I am like 52 Blue, the loneliest whale in the ocean, his songs never


    heard by other whales.


    Then why does Jasper pretend to hear me?


    I nce out the window next to the front door, hoping to catch a glimpse of him, but all I can see is a


    few snow f l a k es falling from the sky.


    My eyes return to the TV, but I barely pay any attention to what I am watching. My body still craves


    drugs and alcohol, but when Jasper is around, he usually distracts me. Miss Teapot’s purrs are another


    source of distraction, but Jasper is slowly growing on me. I should not allow him affect me so much, not


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    when I know Jason will soone after me, but I didn’t realize how much I missed genuine human


    touch until him. He is different from the men I am forced to f u c k, he doesn’t expect anything in return


    for nursing me to health, and I don’t know what to make of it. I am constantly on edge, knowing that


    sooner orter, he will show me his true colors. I hope Jason finds me before that happens because


    the memories of Jasper being kind to me are something I want to cherish forever. Apart from Cam,


    he is the only


    one to treat me with kindness from the moment he met me.


    The scene of a woman giving birth appears on TV.


    I start to feel sick, bile rising to my throat, and I fumble with the remote, trying to turn off the TV when


    Jasper finally enters. My body rxes, and I change the channel to another program.


    Jasper takes off his coat and hangs it on the coat rack before smiling.


    “I see that you followed my orders. Good girl,” he praises me, thenes to me and gives me a kiss


    on the top of my head.


    His words should not affect me because Carlos and Jason always told me I was a stu p i d who r e who


    was too dumb to do anything right, but they do. Being called “good girl’ makes me…think that maybe I


    am not as dumb as I have been told since I was little.


    “Thank you, Master,” I say.


    Jasper tilts my head up, making me look at him. “You don’t have to call me ‘Master’ all the time.”


    My brows draw together. “My other Master would get angry if I called him anything else,” I say, referring


    to Carlos since Jason only liked to be called that by his women.


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    Running his thumb over my bottom lip, he adds, “I am nothing like him. You can call me whatever


    makes youfortable. His gaze goes to my chest as he keeps talking, “But when I destroy that pus


    sy of yours, you will call me Sir. I will not only destroy your p u s s y, but every inch of your body.”


    Destroy that p u s s y of yours.


    I was right, jasper will also hurt me. I don’t even want to think about how much it will hurt when he tears


    open my a s s with his huge d i c k. The only time I had to f u c k a guy as big as Jasper, a doctor had


    to see me because I wouldn’t stop bleeding. He ultimately prescribed me painkillers, assuring me I


    would feel better in several days. Since then, a n a l has been more painful, leaving me in tears every


    time a guy takes his time to finish.


    Unaware of my internal anguish, he dips his head and murmurs against my lips, “I am going to take a


    quick shower, then I am going to take a look at your wounds. Wait for me here,” before giving a quick


    kiss.


    After petting Miss Teapot a few times, Jasper disappears into our bedroom.


    I try watching TV again, but since I am no longer allowed to take drugs, my mind is clear, and so many


    thoughts run through it. I think of the sex tapes I agreed to make, and a wave of nausea hits me when I


    realize I have to f u c k Rueben and Tyson. They will probably kill me before they use my body to take


    down my father. If not for Jasper, I would have died that night in the forest.


    My gaze goes to the window. It stopped snowing. Pity. Cam loved it when it snowed. She used to


    drag me outside and have me make snow angels with her before we had a huge snowball fight.


    My heart throbs painfully.