"What the fuck are you doing there?!"Jason yelled at her shivering form on the ledge. She stood on the ledge, her back plastered against the wall with her arms right by her sides flat aganist the wall as well.

"Don't shout, oh please don't shout" her voice quivering with fear. ​​

"How did you even, were you trying to escape?" Jason asked.

"Well smart pants what do you think?"

"Sass? Well it looks like you just fine where you are" he huffed turning to walk away.

"Wait! Please wait! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" she cried. "Please help, please I can't move."

Jason sighed, combing through his hair violently. "Look you have to come to me, the ledge won't support both our weights so you have to move back."

"I-I can't, I can't." she shook her head.

"Look... uh what's your name?" he asked.

"Jessie." She blurted out, "What's funny?" she whined when she saw him laugh and shake his head.

"So this is what it takes for you to tell me your name?" He says.

Jessie bit her lips and closed her eyes, "Please get me off of here."

"I can't do that Jess" he stated bluntly.

Jessie's eyes flew open and she craned her neck further to look at him in a way that will not cause an inch of her back to move from the wall. "So you're just going to let me die?" she screamed.

"Well, first of all you deserve what you got. What did you think was going to happen, you stepped out of the railing of a 50 foot balcony. You had the guts to escape from me and you're not even remorseful for what you did, besides if I even wanted to save you, you have to walk to me. So why should I save you?" he asked raising his brows.

Jessie burnt with fury, no she was at fault for trying to get her life back? What kind of person would she be if she didn't even try to escape? Now she had to beg for her life from a man that bought her like an object for who knows what?

She glared at him and he winked back, ugh! she was so mad but she was also so scared. And fear won over the rage in this case. So she bargained.

"Look, I'm sure you spent quite an amount purchasing me, I want to believe it was more than a million dollars. Because I would feel pretty worthless if it wasn't, so are you just going to let me die? I'm no business woman but that is not a good deal." she said.

Jason gave her a suspicious look. "You're right I did spend a lot of money, but you are not worth it. Rude, proud, so full of yourself and not to mention naive. Oh wait did I mention annoying?" he asked, pacing the perimeter of the balcony.

"You're not going to get me off of here are you?" She asked her voice small and defeated.

"I already told you how to get off, you've gotta move Jessie."

"But I can't, I wish I could but I can't!" she said her voice staring to shake. Jason could tell how scared she was, granted she was a strange woman. It surprised him that she wasn't already crying, she was clearly terrified, her body was shaking, her lips were quivering and tears filled her eyes. But she refused to give in and cry. If she was crying Jason would have come out of the safety of the railing to get her. He couldn't stand to see a woman cry, but he also hated it.

But Jessie, she wouldn't cry, she wouldn't even beg. But looking in her eyes he saw the truth, behind the facade he saw her. So he walked back into the house admist her numerous protests not to. He grabbed a few of his ties and tied them together to make a rope.

"Hey Jessie, look I'll throw this to you. I want you to grab it and hold tight. Walk to me using the rope as a safety net, if you fall I'll catch you." he said as he came back out.

"Are you sure? It doesn't seem safe" she said.

Jason sighed again, staring daggers at her. Jessie nodded, he doesn't like being questioned, noted. "Fine throw it" she said.

Jason threw the makeshift rope to her and after the third try she grabbed it. "Okay now, Walk to me Jess."

"You'll catch me right?" she asked.

"Yes I will."

"You sure you'll catch me?" she asked again.

"Yes! Walk" he ordered.

"You promise?"

"Jessie just walk you'll be fine." he said.

"Promise me, promise you won't drop me" she insisted.

Jason bit the inside of his mouth in frustration. Maybe he should just leave her here, "I promise." He spat, and she nodded.

"Here I go" she muttered.

It took a while but she started to move, slowly. Dragging herself across the wall, never breaking eye contact with Jason. When she finally got close enough he grabbed her arms and pulled her to him. Holding her waist he hauled her over the railing and she fell on him as he landed on the floor.

The laid like that for a while staring at each other, Jessie bit her lips to stop them from quivering gazing down on him. Slowly, slowly she inched closer, his black eyes pulling her in. She had never met anyone with black eyes, you could get lost, and she saw a million emotion within them. They alluring thing about his eyes was they revealed everything, she couldn't tell exactly what he was feeling, he revealed too much. But what she was sure off, was his desire, the way his hand crept lower and she was sure she felt it to as she made no move to stop him. With his other hand Jason plucked her lip from between her teeth and ran his thumb across the wet length of her bottom lip. Jessie's breath hitched in her mouth as she ran her hands from his shoulder till they framed his face. His skin was smooth and soft beneath her touch and she was spellbound.

Jason lifted his head to meet her halfway, the wait was killing him. He was more than eager to meet her plush, plump pink lips that she just had to lick. It drove him crazy, his arms snaked through her hair as he pulled her closer to him, closing the distance between their lips. And in the last moment Jessie turned her face to the side and his lips came in contact with her cheeks.

Jason sighed, his head falling back to the floor. "This seems to be a preferred position for you" He muttered.

"I don't understand, what do you mean?" Jessie asked.

"This is not the first time you laying on me like this, I should really punish you for this."

"Punish me? You pulled me onto you, how is this my fault?" She pouted.

"Oh? Then did I force you to attempt suicide and change you mind halfway?"

She rolled her eyes, "that was not a suicide attempt, trust me if I wanted to end my life, you would have come back to a corpse. And don't flatter yourself, I was running away from you."

He gave her a sinister smile. "Just the confession I was waiting for."