Chapter 9
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I was shocked when the siblings arrived late at night. Worry filled me as they searched for Jagger, who was completely drunk. I was even more surprised when he suddenly knelt before me and wrapped his arms around my legs. In his drunken state, he was saying all sorts of things, and I used that as an excuse when his brothers looked at us. They carried him to his room, and I followed them. They laid him on the bed while I started removing his shoes and suit jacket. I also took off his shirt and was startled when he grabbed my hand. I cupped his face, and he opened his eyes. I grabbed a glass of water and helped him drink.
“D-Don’t leave…” he whispered weakly.
I simply nodded and smiled at him.
“Yes, I’m right here, Jagger.”
I was taken aback again when he hugged me, but I let him. He buried his face in my neck, and I had to suppress a gasp. What was this man doing? He got himself drunk, and now he was acting like this in front of his brothers! What would they think about us? I gently pushed him away and laid him back on the bed.
“Sir, I’ll take care of him. Have you eaten? I can heat up some food for you,” I said to the three men who were seriously watching me.
“No, it’s okay. We can do it ourselves. Just take care of Jagger—he seems to need you,” Jordan said meaningfully.
I swallowed hard and glanced at Jagger, who appeared to be asleep.
“Good thing one of our friends called us and told us he was causing a scene at a club. Did something happen, Poppy, before you found him here?”
“Nothing, sir. We just talked,” I replied calmly.
He said nothing, and then Janus spoke up.
“Take care of him, and sorry that you had to see him like this.”
They turned toward the door and left.
I let out a deep sigh and turned back to Jagger. I didn’t know whether to be annoyed or feel sorry for him, especially after he knelt before me, pleading. Ugh! Why did he get drunk in the first place? I brushed his hair away from his face, taking in how incredibly handsome he was. There was no reason for him to do this to himself, but I also hated seeing him like this. What should I do?
I sighed and walked into the bathroom. I found a hand towel, soaked it in water, and grabbed a shirt from his closet, which was filled with expensive clothes. Just looking at them, I knew how vastly different our worlds were.
I returned to him and fully removed his shirt. I wasn’t embarrassed anymore since I had already seen his body before. I had touched, caressed, kissed, and even licked it. I wiped him down with the wet towel before putting the shirt on him. Then, I took off his slacks and socks completely, covering him with a blanket.
I stared at him again and decided to step out for a moment to get some medicine. But before I could, he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me down onto the bed. I nearly screamed as he locked me in his arms.
“Jagger!” I called his name, but he remained with his eyes closed. “Jagger, let me go!” I struggled, but his hold only tightened.
“You, babe, are taking advantage of me now that I’m drunk,” he murmured. “But it’s okay. You can do whatever you want with me.” His voice was groggy, and I wanted to pinch him!
“Excuse me?! You’re the one taking advantage of me! I thought you were drunk?”
His eyes opened, and he gave me a sweet smile.
“I am drunk, but as soon as I saw and smelled you, I felt fine. Just sleep here, babe. I promise we’ll only sleep—unless you want to do something else. I’m willing. I’m your slave now. I’ll do anything you want.”
“I want you to let go of me and stop calling me ‘babe.’ We already talked about this, Jagger. There’s no ‘us’ anymore.”
His expression immediately turned sad, but he didn’t let go of me. He didn’t say anything and just hugged me tighter.
“Let go! This is embarrassing in front of your brothers! They might think I’m seducing you. I don’t want to lose my job!”
“You won’t lose your job. As if I’d ever let you go. And don’t worry about my brothers—they already know.”
I froze at his words, my eyes widening as I looked at him.
“W-What do you mean?” I asked, confused.
“You’ll know soon enough. Let’s just stay like this, babe. I really miss you so much. Don’t you miss me at all? I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Can we just start over again?”
I gazed at him, tempted to give in at that moment, but I fought the urge with all my strength. I kept reminding myself of what my mother had told me, which helped me resist.
“You should take a shower to sober up,” I said, looking away.
“Okay.”
I screamed when he suddenly got up and carried me into the bathroom. He pushed me into the shower stall, stepped inside, and closed the door.
“Then let’s shower together,” he said, taking off his shirt.
I screamed again when he turned on the shower, drenching both of us in cold water before it gradually warmed up.
“You’re crazy!” I tried to step out, but he blocked my way.
“Jagger! I’m not enjoying this anymore!” I snapped angrily.
Before he could grab me again, the shower stall door suddenly opened, and someone smacked him hard on the back of the head. I turned to see Jordan’s serious face.
“Stop harassing her, you dumb@ss!” he said irritably.
He then looked at me, took my hand, and pulled me out of the shower. He grabbed a robe and draped it over my soaked body before apologizing for his brother’s behavior. He escorted me back to my room and told me to rest.
After thanking him and closing the door, I collapsed onto my bed, exhausted.
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