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Chapter 24

Sorrys & Eye Rolling

Jade

Walking into the warehouse, I’m immediately hit with the sense of guilt and memories from last year. Opening the door, I see Jamie on his knees with his arms stretched out above him and his wrists cuffed with chains. He has his head lowered, and I don't know if he's awake. I slam the door behind me and his face shoots up to mine as our eyes collide. His eyes widen at my presence, then cast down with sadness. I approach him, but he doesn’t look up at me.

“Do you know why you’re here?” I say, and he looks up at me with tears streaming down his face.

“Princess, I’m so fucking sorry. That wasn’t me,” he says, wincing.

“So you understand why I had to do this, right?” I say, and he nods.

“I’ve always told you to take the monster down, and I was so fucking proud of you for fighting back, but fuck, Jade. I was screaming inside my own body for you,” he rasps, and I quirk a brow.

“Make me understand, Jamie, because I’m fucking terrified. You raped me last night. I told you to stop, and you didn’t,” I spit as he hangs his head.

“I know, Princess. I know. For the first time, the monster let me watch what he was doing. Locked me in the cage that is my mind while he took over, allowing me to see everything so vividly,” he admits, which has my eyes widening at his confession.

“What do you mean? I thought the voices just egg you on, but they were gone when you killed The Carver,” I state, and he shakes his head.

“You’re right that's exactly what usually happens but there’s something I’ve been keeping from all of you and I don’t know how to explain it myself, and I was trying to get control of it but last night the monster reared his ugly head and showed his face, hurting you in the process, and I never wanted that to happen. I died a little inside watching him hurt you the way he did and the words he said.” He sighs. Bending down, I cup his face, forcing him to look up at me.

“I’m fucking terrified, Jamie. Not only for myself, but for our kids. Why didn’t you tell me? I thought we trusted one another,” I shout, and he frowns.

“I wanted to figure it out by myself. I didn’t want to involve anyone else until I knew I needed help. The blackouts have been making me feel things I don’t normally feel. I see snippets of scenes I don’t remember and I’m not sure who I’m seeing but when I wake up from them. I feel guilty, like I’ve done something I can’t remember that I won’t be able to come back from, but last night was different,” he explains, and I bring my lips to his, kissing him softly.

“I need you to come back to me, Jamie. The man I saw last night can never come out again. I’ve accepted you and everything you are, but that monster scares me to the core and he cannot live in our home,” I warn, and he nods. Standing, I walk over to the wall and take down the chains, slowly relieving his arms. He removes the cuffs from around his wrists, throwing the heavy metal to the ground, causing them to echo around the empty room. He winces as he rubs the shoulder where Ryder shot him, and looks over at me.

“Can I please hug you?” he pleads, and I nod. He rushes into my space, falling to his knees, wrapping his arms around my waist, lifting my deep purple sundress and pressing his lips to my bump. “I’m so fucking sorry, Princess. I’m so fucking sorry. Please forgive me. Know I’d never hurt you.” He sobs, kissing my stomach and up my body, over my chest and neck, cupping my face. “I love you, Jade.” He breathes, resting his forehead against mine. “Please don’t leave me. I won’t survive it,” he says as tears pour down his face. “I’ll never forgive myself for what The Monster did to you. Never,” he rasps, kissing my cheeks, holding me tightly.

“Jamie, I understand. I just… I don’t know how to feel right now. There’s so much going on, and you losing control is not what any of us needs,” I say, and he nods, pressing his lips softly against mine. I pull his bloody shirt towards me, needing to feel him against me. Despite last night’s events, I can’t help but yearn for his touch, for his love. Looking up at him, our eyes collide as he searches mine, for I don’t know what. “I’m not leaving you, Jamie, but if you are struggling, you need to tell us. Even if it’s not me. Tell Spade or Ry. Let us help you,” I beg of him, and he smiles, nodding in agreement.

“My promise is to you. I’ll never be my father. I don’t want to be that monster.” He confesses, and I reach up on my tippy toes, kissing him. He growls, deepening the kiss as his hands slide down my waist, cupping my ass.

“You are not Dalton,” I spit, pulling him closer to me as his eyes cast down. “Look at me, Jameson,” I command, and his eyes fly back up to mine. “Are you listening to me? You are not Dalton! You will never be fucking Dalton. What you are is a beautiful man and husband, and most of all, an amazing dad. The monster inside doesn’t define you, Jamie. Unfortunately, we are all products of our parents' neglect, but we are stronger than them. Do you hear me?” I say through gritted teeth, and he smiles, showcasing that dimple I love so much.

“I hear you, Princess,” he answers, licking his lips. “But what I want to hear more of is the sounds coming from those sexy fucking lips with my name attached to it.” He growls, walking us backwards, pressing my back against the cold concrete.

“You know what I want, Jamie?” I ask, as his eyes light up with excitement.

“Anything, Princess. Tell me and it’s yours,” he says, waiting for me to reply. I smirk before licking my lips, bringing his to mine. I bite his bottom lip, causing him to growl, and I giggle.

“I want to mold your big cock, then peg you with it. Ya know, as punishment,” I whisper and he pulls back, searching my eyes, but I raise a brow, waiting for the answer.

“Maybe one day, but today ain’t that day, Baby. I’ve got some making up to do,” he confesses, and I grin.

“And why should I let you do anything to me, Caveman?” I say, biting my bottom lip.

“If you make that lip bleed, you know I won’t be able to control myself,” he growls, as I slowly sink my tooth into the soft flesh. “Princess,” he warns, and I giggle as he runs the tip of his tongue over the blood pooling against my skin. “Mmm, Princess, he says, lifting me by the backs of my thighs as I wrap my legs around his waist.

“Give me that lip, baby. Did I ever tell you how much I crave you? How you’re the air I breathe? There is no me without you, Princess. There never was,” he declares, slamming his lips against mine. I moan as his hands crawl up my body, pinching my nipples, forcing my back to arch. “I love that I can make you cum by playing with these perfect little nipples,” he groans, pressing his hard cock against my center.

Closing my eyes, I lay my head back against the cold concrete wall as he bites down on my neck. A flash of bright light from outside flows over my vision, but his hand finds my needy clit, distracting me, making me moan from his onslaught. “You wet for me, Princess?” he gripes, pulling my clit and nipple simultaneously, making me clench my cunt around nothing.

“Jamie,” I pant. “Please, fuck me,” I beg, as he uses his skilled fingers to bring me to the brink. His finger skims down, circling my core, driving me mad as I chase his hands to where I want them to be. Rolling my hips, I try to fuck his finger as he sinks just the tip in causing me to cry out. “This is torture,” I whine, panting the more he gives me just the tip, only to pull away and pinch my clit. “Fuck, stop edging me. You prick!” I yell, opening my eyes to see a figure standing against the far back wall.

“You fucking love it.” He growls as he takes out his cock, slapping my clit, causing me to jump as I try to figure out who that is in the distance. He pulls on my clit again, then thrusts up into me, and my eyes roll.

“Yes, yes.” I moan, sinking my teeth into his neck as he thrusts into me. My eyes never leave the man in the shadows as he watches us. “Fuck, Jamie. Harder.” I whimper as he grabs my ass cheeks, spreading them as he slams deeper into me. I pull his hair as I moan out his name, tightening around his cock.

“So. Fucking. Tight. Baby. Fuckkkkkk.” He grunts as we both pant in pleasure. The man in the shadow steps just out of the darkness, and I smirk. Jamie’s grip on my ass tightens as his fingers toy with my tight hole, making me want to be filled airtight. I roll my hips and bounce my ass, causing Jamie to growl deep in his chest. “Fuck, Jade. You feel so fucking good wrapped around me.” He moans, picking up the pace, reaching between our bodies and pinching my clit. I scream my release as my body shudders in his arms as white light blinds my vision from how hard my orgasm hits. Tightening around him, he flicks my clit hard and fast, causing me to gush, and with a roar, he fills my tight pussy with his seed. “Princess.” leaves his lips as the man in the shadows winks at me before taking a step towards the door.

“Hey, Zayn,” Jamie says as my eyes widen. How the fuck?

“Yea, Boss?” he says with a smug look on his face.

“Did you enjoy the show?” Jamie asks, and I bite my lip. Zayn smiles, licking his lips.

“Naa. It was subpar,” he lies, and I narrow my eyes at him.

“Well, go fetch me a shirt, then take this one home,” he orders, and I pull back, looking at Jamie.

“You got it, Boss,” Zayn says, exiting the warehouse. Raising a brow, Jamie pulls out and places me down on my feet.

“How the fuck did you know he was watching?” I ask, and he laughs.

“The same way you knew and didn’t stop it.” He grins, and I roll my eyes.

“You know I love an audience, and it’s not like he saw anything from all the way over there.” I retort, trying to justify that I let my new guard see me cum.

“As long as he doesn’t touch you. I won’t be forced to kill him and make you watch,” he warns, and I roll my eyes again.

“Yea, yea, Caveman. Why is he taking me home and not you?” I ask as we walk through the empty warehouse.

“Because I have to go to the office to sign some paperwork and make sure things are being handled. So, you can take that sexy ass home to the others while I go to work,” he answers, and I nod.

“Fine, I’ll call Spade if I decide I want to stop along the way,” I say as he grabs my hand, bringing it to his lips.

“If you want Zayn to take you shopping, just say the word, love.” He smiles, making my insides flutter.

“I do. Oh, and I have a doctor’s Appointment tomorrow. Just wanted to remind you,” I say, and he nods.

“Have you guys come up with a name yet?” he asks, opening the door and stepping to the side to let me out first.

“Yes, Prince. We decided on the way to Ireland,” I say, and he smiles.

“I like that a lot,” he says as Zayn approaches with a shirt. As much as I love an audience, I’m extremely embarrassed. I was actually hoping it was Spade, but it wasn’t.

“Princess. Behave. I love you. See you at home.” He winks, pressing his lips to my forehead, and turns to Zayn.

“Whatever she wants, you make it happen. Except sticking your dick in her. If she asks for that, access denied,” he says, and I roll my eyes. Jamie gets into my G-Wagon and takes off towards the city, and I look over at Zayn.

“Don’t give me that look,” I snarl, climbing into the passenger side of his black Audi RS7.

“That’s five times today, Brat,” he says, and I laugh.

“You’re really keeping count of my eye rolls, huh?” I say, shaking my head as he starts the car, putting it in gear, taking off onto the highway.

“Something like that,” he smirks, shifting gears. “What does the Brat want to do for the rest of the afternoon?” he asks ,and my eyes light up.

“Anything?” I say, raising a brow.

“Boss's orders to keep the Brat pleased. You tell me what you want and I’ll make it happen,” he says, and an idea pops into my head.

“Spin around, get on the highway and head north.” I order, and he nods.

This shall be an interesting little trip. Let’s see if he can hang.