I Want All of You

Episode Six

T/W: Elements of death and violence in this episode

Jason's POV

“Tell me, who are you working for? Who sent you to me?” I asked again, my patience getting thinner.

“I can't tell you that information, kill me now because you aren't going to get anything from me!!!”

On hearing that, I punched him with full force that sent him falling sideways on the chair he was tied up with. We had been going on and on for some minutes and he still refused to tell me who hired him. It was getting tiring, knowing that I was being watched and knowing that my enemies had planted spies in my team. This was one of my most trusted bodyguards, I didn't expect him to be the one to leak out the information on my whereabouts and tip off media houses.

I sighed knowing that I wouldn't be able to get anything from him.

“I guess it's goodbye to you then.” I pulled the trigger of my gun and I shot him right on the head.

“You and you” I pointed my fingers to two of my men, “clean up that mess.”

Just then, Stella, who was beside me this whole time, received a call on her phone. Looking at the expression on her face, I could tell there was an issue.

“Sir, we have a big problem.”

I sighed, “not again. Tell me, who messed up this time?”

“It’s Anastasia…”

“Anastasia?! What happened to Anastasia?” I said, becoming tense.

“She escaped from the bodyguard, sir.”

“What?”

I immediately pushed Stella out of the way and headed to my car.

“What are you up to now Anastasia…” I said tensely as I drove my car at full speed.

On arriving at the restaurant, I saw the bodyguard looking scared and worried, rightfully so because I'm about to fire his ass.

“S-sir, I'm so-sorry, I didn't—”

But before he could finish, I punched him right on his face.

“I just gave you one job!!! One simple task—to take Anastasia safely to the airport and keep a close eye on her until I get there!”

He fell on his knees immediately and started pleading. “I'm really sorry Mr. Sterling. She was in pain, crying and telling me that she needed to use the restroom, there was no way I could have continued driving the car without attending to her sir. I didn't know she had an ulterior motive, I apologize for my carelessness.”

I looked at him and felt a tinge of understanding. Maybe Anastasia was just too good of a cunning actress afterall.

I pushed open the restroom door and scanned everywhere. I spotted a push-open window and figured she might have escaped through that route. Immediately, I ran outside of the restaurant and went to the back. She didn't take any car so she couldn't have gone too far. I spotted her pink strap heels scattered on the floor and picked them up.

“What an awful taste in shoes” I muttered shortly and continued my search.

She had her footprints on the floor so I followed that closely. Just then I heard the sound of a voice calling “taxi.”

“Anastasia.”

I increased my speed and started running. And just before she could step into the taxi, I grabbed her from behind and held on to her tightly.

“Where do you think you are going, little miss?” I said softly into her ears, her body tensed up.

She stayed still for sometime as if she felt comfort in my arms but suddenly pushed me away.

“Leave me alone Jason! I need to go be with my dad!”

I scoffed, “Jason?”

“Yes, Jason, I'm now old enough to refer to you by your first name only.”

I looked at her in bewilderment as she continued speaking.

“I no longer need to follow your orders Jason, I'm a full grown adult now and I am capable of making my own decisions.” Anastasia continued, her voice firm.

“Okay you know what? You are free to call me whatever. But, you are coming to New York with me, right now.”

And with that, I carried her over my shoulders just like I had done earlier today in defiance of her protests and screams.

This is for your own good Anastasia, you aren't safe here anymore.

Suddenly, the atmosphere turned darker and the clouds began to gather.

“Oh s**t, it's about to pour down heavy.” I said, with Anastasia over my shoulders. She seemed to have calmed down a bit so it was probably time for me to put her down and get her to walk with me.

It soon started raining heavily and I just knew we would only move faster if we were both on our feet.

“Anastasia, if I put you down so you can walk, you promise to behave?” I screamed so she could hear my voice over the heavy rain.

“What?” She asked, not hearing what I had said the first time.

“I said, if I put you down, you promise to behave?!”

“Yes I will”

“Sure?”

“Yes I'm sure, so put me down!”

And with that, I dropped Anastasia gently on the wet ground, right in front of me.

“Now, we have to—” before I could finish talking, she kicked me on my belly and started running in the other direction.

“Ah” I growled.

I recovered myself immediately and started running after her. Luckily, I was a fast runner so I was able to catch up with her.

But instead of grabbing her from behind and just forcing her to come with me, I said, “Anastasia, you have to come with me. It's for your good. Here in Canada…it isn't safe anymore. Please, you have to understand that I would never mean to do anything to hurt you.”

“But you're about to hurt me Jason! By taking me away from my father when he is in a critical condition.”

She then turned and looked at me, she was drenched in water and I fought so hard to not look down at her because her shirt was white and see through.

“And what do you mean by Canada isn't safe anymore. Is it because of what happened to James, my father's assistant?”

Still looking above her head, I replied, “yes, that and some other things I can't tell you now.”

“You see? That is the exact reason I don't want to go with you! Everybody keeps hiding things from me, everybody keeps treating me like I'm a freaking child, but I'm not!” Anastasia shouted.

“There are some things you shouldn't know for now, and it's not in my place to tell you anything. So please, come with me.”

“You can't even look into my eyes and talk to me, am I that insignificant? You keep looking above my head, look at me Jason.” Anastasia said and moved closer to me.

I swallowed hard because she had just kept me in a difficult position. But instead of looking at her, I grabbed her hand and said, “let’s go.”

But she forcefully pulled her hand away and screamed, “look at me Jason, or I am not going anywhere with you.”

I sighed in defeat and closed my eyes. Then I opened it slowly and looked down at her. Just like I had expected, her shirt was transparent and stuck to her body. I could see clearly her round boobs and her n*****s protruded amazingly. It was getting hot, despite the fact that it was windy and pouring down heavily.

I have to keep calm. I said in my head as I continued to stare at her. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever set my eyes on, strands of her black hair stuck on her face and I couldn't help but admire the fullness of her lips.

“Do you promise to tell me everything if I follow you to New York?” She said, interrupting my thoughts.

“Uh yes, I mean, I'm not sure I can tell you everything. There are some things that your father must tell you himself.” I replied, trying to sound like I hadn't lusted over her some seconds ago.

She looked at me more closely this time like she was doubting what I had just said.

“Tell me Jason, do you want me?”

I stood there, frozen and shocked by the question she asked. Did she notice the way I was staring at her? Where did she get that idea from?