30. Jasper

30. Jasper
The car entered the gate of his house, yep...his house has gates, and the driveway is paved until he parked the car at the spacious parking area meters away from the intimidating column of the mansion he called earlier as his childhood home.

"This is not a house, dude, are you in deep with the mafia?" he laughed at my questions, and instead of answering me he cupped my face and gives me a chaste kiss, his eyes were still full of laughter.

"Wake up princess, we're at grandma's," Jasper whispered softly as he tried to wake her up. I was still stunned by his little act earlier, he took Tara but put her in my arms when she reaches out for me. The hot daddy then took our bags and put them at the entrance, under the grand column, and seconds later we were greeted by his butler.

"Jameson, how are you old man?" he greeted the said older man in a servant suit then Jasper warmly introduced us to Jameson and the man informed me that he's the head butler.

Right, a mansion and a butler. I was feeling uncomfortable already, but the butler's friendly smile calmed me down a bit.

"Any friend of young master Mitchell is a guest in this house, and I'll have Peggy to assist with you the lovely daughter, Tara."

I was still shocked with the butler calling him young master when the same old man wants the take Tara away from my arms. But then she was clinging on to me, wrapping her chubby legs around my torso, clearly still confused with the situation.

"It's okay baby," I whispered rubbing her back softly, "I think she's still sleepy, it's okay, maybe later?" I told Jameson, the butler while casting my eyes to Jasper. I was not ready to let other people take Tara away, it was her first time there and I think Jasper need to consider her feelings.

"Ben," Tara whined, laying her head to my chest and Jasper sighed making me arch my brow. I know he has never been this distant to his kid before, this was the first and it makes me wonder.

What the hell is going on? I thought to myself, while Jasper casually took off his coat and told me to do the same and give mine and Tara's to Jameson. I didn't say anything but did as he tells me to do.

An older woman, dressed in a very chic and modest designer dress greeted Jasper. She was poised, her hair was styled beautifully with several grey streaks over her dark brown strands. "Jasper honey, it's about time." She hugged him and waited to be introduced to us.

"Mom, this is Benjamin, he's my boyfriend. Jameson, he'll be staying in my room, and I expect Tara to stay near while I sort out dad's office issues." His voice was clipped and distant and I stayed quiet and thought I'd ask him later.

"Boyfriend, right." She smiled which then makes me a bit awkward. I know it's not the homophobia since she was sending me the vibe as if she's one of those distant rich folks who couldn't care less about their guests, as if we're just passing through and it actually made me more worried.

"Jameson, will you please direct Benjamin and Tara to their rooms? and asked Peggy to welcome Tara, I'm sure Benjamin would like to..."

Why do they insist this Peggy woman to get Tara away from us? 

"I'm sorry to interrupt," his mom looked taken back by my abruptness, "...but I'll be taking care of Tara, I mean she's not familiar with Peggy, and I wouldn't want her to be upset." I looked at Jasper waiting for his agreement.

"Right, we'll get back to that later, and yeah sure, you can help with Tara but I'd rather she's introduced to Peggy soonest. She will be taken care of by Peggy in no time anyway...Jasper, don't you agree?" she tilted her head to emphasize her words and Jasper didn't say anything, he just nodded.

Weird. But she's his child and so ultimately it's his decision, right? I should stay away from this.

My thoughts still linger when his mom put her arm on Jasper's and Jameson ushered me to where Tara and I will be staying. That second I started to smell the stinking shoe. It was going to rain, I can feel it in my bones. Freaking stinking shoes, lots of them.

"This is young master Mitchell's room," Jameson opened the door to Jasper's room first. It was a beautiful grand bedroom, king-sized four-poster wooden framed bed, one love seat with a matching wood-style bookcase, and a side table by each side. The windows leading to his private balcony were draped by a floor-to-ceiling heavy-looking curtain and the crystal chandelier in the middle of his bedroom scream out wealth. I can't fit my Jasper into this room, but before I could think further Jameson ushered me to the room across Jasper's.

"As per master Mitchell's request, Tara's will stay here, give me an hour to get one of the maids to prepare her room." He nodded his head before he left me in her room.

"Oh, god Tara, what did I get myself into." I let Tara down when she wiggled out of my hands and I let her walk around another beautiful room.

I didn't see Jasper until Dinner time, he didn't even look at Tara and acted like a prick when he sends her away and told me to leave her with Peggy so we can have a nice quiet dinner. The said Peggy was a beautiful looking woman in a wrinkle-free clean black and white servant uniform. And I finally gave up when she looked friendly enough and managed to take away Tara with her soft words.

Dinner was an exhausting four-course meal where he seats in the head of the large dining table and his mom and me to his sides. The space between us was far enough that I couldn't reach his hand for comfort.

I didn't like it. Not even one bit.

When it was over I went straight looking for Tara and was heavily disappointed when I found them in the room across us. She was fed, bathe, and almost asleep when I reached Tara's beautiful little crib that wasn't there before. It smelled new, Jasper must've arranged it to be delivered, but I didn't see him checking out her room. I didn't see him at all, not from the moment we arrived at three in the afternoon until dinner time.

I don't like him here.

"Ben," Tara smiled sleepily and reached out her hand to grasp and hold onto my fingers. I took a seat next to hers when Peggy decided to leave us alone. I let Tara hold onto my fingers until she closes her eyes and falls asleep. Setting her baby monitor to the little table on her side, I put on the night lamp leave her room and went straight across the hall to our room then set the receiving side of Tara's baby monitor to my side table.

I must've fallen asleep when I felt Jasper behind me. I was still in my clothes with a book in my hand when he took it away from me and started kissing me.

"Jasper, what the hell?!" I exclaimed and pushed him away, but he grabbed my wrists roughly and ground himself to mine.

"I want you." His rough words made me melt and my reaction contradicts with my mind that said I should push him away, interrogate him, and ask him what the fuck is going on.

The cuffs were on my wrists after he hurriedly stripped me off my clothes. I didn't see it coming, I was bound and naked in record time. I looked at the digital clock perched on his side table and noticed that it was three in the morning. What the...

He looked hungry when he was sucking my neck, biting my nipples, grazing his stuble all over my body. And I moaned his name and struggle with the cuffs when he parted my legs and put my dick in his mouth, the noise that came out of my mouth betrayed my mind that was telling me to snap out of my drunken desire to let him fuck me. I felt like a plaything, but it was Jasper and I love him. I prefer he didn't ambush me, but I shuddered when I felt his throat contract to accommodate for my length.

I was feeling the latex breach within moments, the preparation wasn't the best, he was between my legs when he parted me wider with his knees. I was feeling the burn, but he poured more lube and take the pain away seconds later. My leg was to his chest, my other one neglected to his side. The man was still fully clothed with his hard dick visible as he pushes in and out of me.

Against my will, I burst when his thrusts were getting wilder, deeper, and harder. He groaned and burst seconds later. Then he uncuffed me, dumped the soiled condom, and headed to the bathroom. I heard the shower run while I was left still shocked with what had just happened.

I didn't notice my tears until I felt the sudden chill inside my chest. I quickly wiped them away when I heard the bathroom door open and Jasper was in his boxer shorts heading straight to bed.

"Sleep, we'll talk tomorrow."

He was cold and I could almost hear my heartbreak when my eyes started to sting. I decided to go to the bathroom and calm myself down. I was sore, and I gasped when I look myself in the mirror. I know he was rough, but the marks that used to make me happy when he lets out his darker lust for me were making me uncomfortable and honestly troubled. I put my hand to my mouth and try to drown the shock while calming myself down.

Jasper was already asleep when I reached the bed. I decided to put on my pajamas and go to Tara's, she stirred a bit and reaches out for me when she opens her eyes and saw me there. Her hands instinctively wrapped around my neck when I took her out of the crib and lay her next to me in the queen-size bed located next to her baby crib. Her warmth, her baby shampooed hair, her little fingers calmed me down and I finally falls asleep.

Stinking shoe.
This is not happening to me.
We were so happy.