Charlotte
Scared.
I never saw Jasper like this. It’d been a long time since we met but I knew what a good boy Jasper was. Not the man in front of me. Not the man pinning me on the wall.
Who was this man?
Why he was doing this to me?
He said he liked me but this was not the way of obtaining someone’s heart.
“J—Jasper?” He caressed my cheeks. My skin immediately burning. Not with excitement but with fear. I didn’t want to be touched by someone else other than Greyson. My man. My knight.
“Lola,” he whispered and moved closer. His nose on my neck, sniffing my scent. “You smell so sweet.” Oh, God, no!
“No!” I pushed him away. I didn’t know where I got the strength but I was thankful for that. Not just fear now, anger had begun to poison my mind. “Do you truly like me?”
“What—”
“If yo
