Jessie shook with emotions she couldn't describe, hurt, pain, anger, disappointment and regret. She shouldn't be feeling this. She shouldn't have to deal with this, not now. She had a life to get back to, and this was a distraction she did not need. But in the end she had only herself to blame. She knew it was bad, she knew she shouldn't have but at the end of the day she feel for him and madly to. And look at what it cost her. 

Still exhausted from the spasms he managed to pull from her, too angry at how easily her body responded to his touch, how wickedly he tortured her insides she struggled to keep standing. 

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Many people react with indifference when they experience a heartbreak that hit as hard as this. Their heart shuts down and then the fell lifeless, empty, nothing. Not Jessie, Jessie felt every damn thing. And yet her body still felt like an addict after the first dose. Wanting, longing and yet she wanted nothing to do with that man ever again. She didn't want to see him, she didn't want to think about him she didn't want to want him. But people do not get what they want do they? It was much too painful, much too painful.

Her phone rang and she turned around to see it laying on the floor, right by the edge of the balcony. 

When did it fall?

She walked over to the phone and picked it up. Blinking hard she struggled to control the tone of her voice before she answered. 

"Tony? Hi." 

"Jessie I have big news- wait what's wrong with you?" He asked.

"Me? Nothing. What is your news." 

But he wouldn't be deterred. "Jessie what is wrong?" He asked again. 

"Tony..." she shut her eyes as fresh new tears streamed down her cheeks. "Please, not now." 

"Jessie! Did something happen? Where are you? I'll come get you." He insisted. 

"I'm fine, I'm fine." She assured him. "I... just, I just want my life back." She cried.

And Tony stilled. "Jessie."

She sniffled. "Don't worry about me I'll be fine you'll see. Everything will go back to normal. Everything." 

"Jessie?" Someone called out her name and she frowned. 

Her eyes widened when she realized who it was, quickly wiping her eyes she sniffled and tried to act calm. "Tony I'll call you back." She said quickly, cutting the call.

"What are you doing here?" George asked.

Who was she Kidding? Who the hell was she not kidding! She could do this. "I just... came to get air." She smiled. Unable to see his face, the moonlight only exposed his legs and those very expensive Broggs. 

"Air? If you felt stuffy we could have left." He said walking towards her. 

"No... I'm not ready to leave, I just needed to be alone." She sighed, looking away as his handsome face came into view.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked, his tone sounding repentant. His face showed no such emotion, he was just being civil, he knew he did nothing wrong. Jessie struggled to wrap her head around this man but the only thing a brain came up with was run.

"No, I-" his eyes widened, he was waiting for an explanation. Jessie felt slightly panicked, it was not as if she could just tell him what happened. And even though she didn't owe him any explanations she needed to be on his good side until she found out where that auction house was. "Ran into Jason." 

She saw a glint in his eyes but like a million other things she had no idea what it was. "Did he bother you?" 

"Hmm?" This time it was her eyes that widened. "Uh... I guess you can say that... in a way." She added. 

"Did something happen?" 

"No!" She said almost too quickly but she covered it up with a sad smile. Thank goodness she was an actress. "No, it's just too painful for me to see him right now. After what happened yesterday." 

"That's it?" 

"Did you expect more?" 

He smiled. "Nevermind me, asking foolish questions. Are you okay?" 

"No."

"Do you want to leave?" He asked.

She nodded. "I would like that very much please."

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"Patricia?"

"What is his answer?" 

"What the hell do you mean?" Patricia's publicist, Mary asked.

"What is Tony answer? Because it doesn't seem to me like you have done shit. I got another text from him, a countdown. What the hell?" Patricia yelled.

"He what? Wait Patricia calm do-" 

"No Mary I should never have listened to you in the first place, it was my mistake I'll deal with this by myself!" She huffed and ended the call before Mary would say anything else. 

After she left the bathroom and that drama she went back out to meet no one but a waiter holding a note. 

Do whatever you want with the ring but it's no longer my engagement ring. This is over.

 Jason.

And now to make things worse, that drafted man sent her a count down. What? She had two weeks? He was the one that had two weeks. She was done being pushed around for crying out loud she was Patricia fucking Lee! Everyone, every single person would get what was coming to them.

Jason for disrespecting and disregarding her and that foolish secretary of his.

Tony for thinking he could dare blackmail her.

Her grandfather and uncle.

And lastly the source of all he problems, Jessie Marin. It was high time she ends this finally. 

Finally.

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"Are you sure you are okay?" George asked when the car came to a stop.

Jessie looked down and nodded. As she tried to open the door, his sudden arm on hers stopped her. 

"Wait." He said, she watched him in rapt attention, waiting. He reached out to touch her, and very lightly too. Cupping her cheek with one arm, he brushed a fallen eyelash away.

Jessie feared he would try to kiss her, and his approaching face did not help quell that fear. Ever slowly, ever torturous he approached. And had it been any other time she would have endured it. Allowed it but not tonight. The thought of any other lips on hers repulsed her and as he was about to make contact she turn away.

Biting her lip as she explained her predicament. "I'm sorry, I'm just not feeling very well. I-I should go." And with that she made a mad dash out of the car. Continuously cursing Jason underneath her breath.