He’s packing our bags or better yet my bags WHAT!!!

Francisco what are you doing I thought you said we would talk. The look of hate in his eyes right now, No Jasper we will but I just can’t look at you any longer, this is the city of FUCKING love and you throw it away just like that. To just fuck that guy ‘Devin’ , I thought you were better than that and what happened to “Never hiding things from each other”.

I flinch at every word because he is right I did break our rule. What is wrong with me, he interrupts my thoughts, “You have a flight back to the US. , back home in an hour. I have to stay here for a few days to tie up loose ends here then we'll talk when I come back.”

He looks away from me during this conversation, I feel so disgusted with myself right now, his last couple of words were you now have 45 minutes to get to the airport, leave now!

Okay, I say so softly I don’t even think he heard me. I grab my bags and leave the hotel room, there is a car waiting for me and we leave to go to the airport. I show up at his private jet and I give one last look at the city of love, or so they say.

I get inside the plane and it is empty, he isn’t here with me and it is all my fault. I go into the bedroom and cry my eyes out, a few minutes later I hear a knock on the door. I get up and open the door, it is a flight attendant and she asked if I would like a drink and I say yes, please. I sit up in the bed and wait for her knock again, when she does she gives me a napkin along with the drink of whiskey I asked for.

I want to forget this day never happened, why did I have to fuck everything up. I take a sip, that is strong, I ask her for another even though it burns when it goes down, maybe I deserve the pain.

She cuts me off by the fourth drink. I whine why is she doing this, she is basically my employee I could fire her ass, but not even a minute later I fall onto the bed and take a nap.

She comes in and tells me, Good you are off your phone so I was on my phone when?, but I don't ask her that. “You reek of alcohol, now get off your behind take a quick shower then change so you can leave this plane and handle whatever shit you and Mr. Francisco have.”

I roll my eyes but do as she says and I feel better after a hot shower, once I’m dressed I leave out of the bedroom and get ready to leave the jet and a car is waiting for me. I thank the staff for a nice safe flight and get into the car to go ‘home’, I wonder if Cisco will kick me out after we ‘talk’. Is it bad that I don’t want him to come home, not yet anyway.

The car drops me off and someone grabs my bags to put in our room. ‘Our’ I wonder how long that will take, I collapse onto the bed I’m really going to miss him. My mind is racing too much to take another nap, but after the 1st one I’m too scared to.

I hear shouts coming from the kitchen in our house and I go to check it out. It’s Francisco and Devin fighting what the fuck! “You guys stop, stop fighting”. That is when they turn towards me and drop their hands, they both try to give me some bullshit excuse of why they were arguing. I tell them to split up and I will talk to them separately.

I talk to Devin in the dining room and he has just a stone cold look on his face, it’s kind of scary. Devin I say, his face softens and he gets up to touch me, No, if you touch me I will lose myself and I won’t have that anymore. He smirks, it’s not funny you realize you ruined my entire relationship, I will never forgive you for this you know. Well i’m sorry, no it won’t cut it for me Dev no I mean Devin fuck!, sometimes I think you may be the Devil with how you make me feel it's so fucking sinful.

He grabs my chin… No no don’t touch me I said He has a smile on his face you have no idea how much of a Devil I am he says. I frown and I say, "Don't touch me" with anger in my eyes I back away from him and leave to go talk to Francisco.

He is in his office fuming, Hi. What the fuck Jasper, Hi. is all you got for me you fucking took his side he is the one who is the evil one.

He is raising his voice yelling at me so I do the same thing I yell back well I didn’t attack him, you did. And WHAM! Francisco punched me, he actually punched me, OH MY GOD I thought he… why di… he can’t ju…. I cry betrayal laced on my face. I run out of his office to see if Devin is still here, he is thank God.

He sees me crying and opens his arms, he said he slapped you, I shake my head he didn’t he punched me. WHAT! I kill him, no Devin don’t touch him let’s just leave, can you take me home with you.

He has a glimmer and his eyes and nods sincerely, come with me honey. I don’t even remember getting to his house but suddenly I’m there and his home doesn’t seem inviting in the slightest, but I feel safe in his arms so I don’t pay attention to anything else even as he brings me to his room.

In my peripheral vision I can see the staff scurrying away from us, have they seen him with a guy before. I also notice how many bodyguards he has, not even Francisco has this many and he is a billionaire. It is so weird, it’s like he is trying to cover everything from me, I’m so confused I will have to ask him about it tomorrow.

We stay in his room even though I say we can leave out to eat he says No in his authoritative voice and I try to keep a straight face but I can’t, he is just so cute. Well cute actually isn’t the right word devilishly handsome with his natural 5 o’clock shadow and his eyes, oh his eyes they are almost black and staring into them is like staring into a faraway pit of secrets.

I had mind blowing sex with the guy. Sex with Francisco was amazing but with this devilish man it was new and exciting, I initiated it. I told him to touch me he pulled me into his arms, no I mean make me feel really good. Didn't have to tell him twice, he kissed me and placed me on the bed on my back.

He took off our clothes so quickly I didn't notice until I felt two of his fingers entering me, oh my God Dev. He says you can scream as loud as you want my room is soundproof. With that he goes back to work on my hole adding two more fingers oh my God, OH MY GOD DEVIN I'm going to come, not yet he says and I whimper and beg him to let me cum. He licks my ass hole as he is finger fucks me and I come hard I shout his name. He removes his fingers and I look down and his eyes aren't brown but black, did I say you can come he asks, no but your fingers felt so good in my ass. Well you know I have to punish you right, I nod my head.

He leans down and kisses me and I moan into it then I feel something push into me and it is huge. He gives me a few seconds to adjust to his huge member then without my permission he pulls out and slams back into me. Oh fuck, he does this over and over again and when I'm going to come he changes positions. He gets off the bed and pulls my legs until the edge of the bed and puts both of my legs over his shoulders and he enters his cock in and rocks his hips in and out, Devin please harder. Just like that I moan and I arched my back oh God it feels so good, Yes Yes Yes Devin, please let me cum. No, not yet and if you do, I will have to spank you. My butt tightens on his cock at the thought of him spanking me and he moans, God Jasper you are so fucking tight on my huge cock, ohhhhhh Godddddd. Devin please, he says let me come into this beautiful ass of yours. He goes deeper and faster then he comes into the condom and he tells me I can come, and oh man I can't even speak after that orgasm rips through me. He puts my legs back down and he disposes of the condom and when he comes back he cleans us up then he kisses me and tells me that was the best sex he has had, he tells me sex with him was the best I would have, that wasn’t a question it was a statement, I am so drained I just nod and fall asleep right then. I won't remember what I said in the morning.)

You hear how messed up that is, why would I ever leave Francisco? And how in the world would Devin know where I live, I never told him? And another thing when did he get rich? I always have seen him in casual attire. Is he in some illegal dangerous stuff or is he like a really rich businessman but, then why so many bodyguards? I’m so confused that is why I’m not going back to bed. I can’t have any more crazy dreams like that.

I go downstairs and bring some snacks down into the movie theater in our house. I watch a comedy movie but I stop laughing when I go to turn to talk to him about a certain part, and he isn’t there next to me. It is all my fault is the mantra that floats around in my mind throughout the whole day, I don’t want to watch this movie anymore I turn it off and go back upstairs.

I call up my Audrey and ask if she wants to hang out she said sure and she will be over soon. I’m waiting for her not even 15 minutes later. She has this worried look on her face, I'm fine, instead of asking she puts her hands on her hips “Tell me what happened right now, or I’ll bring your mom over here”, my eyes widen “Fine, I will tell you”. We sit down in the kitchen island and I begin my tale.

I tell her how everything went great until the cooking class started and I had this drop dead gorgeous partner. I told her how he followed me in the bathroom and I gave him a blow job.

I also told her that I had dinner with him and Cisco, her eyes widen “Did he find out? How the hell did he find out? How big was this guy are we talki….” I’m not going to tell you what his size it is, no matter how big it is.” She smirks at my little slip up, I told her he left and punched Devin.

When I got to the hotel he packed and told me to leave because he couldn’t look at me. I cry after this part, and I tell her he hasn’t come back even though he said he would, I don’t know if I’m happy he is gone or sad that he isn’t here.

I don’t know and I hate myself for it and I hate myself for hurting Francisco, he has done so much for me why did I do this. I cry in her arms, “Shhhh, honey I got you now let it out”. She massages my scalp and soon I fell asleep.

A few days later

It has been almost 3 weeks and Francisco still hasn’t come back, I have been going to work to try to push those feelings away, but I still cry myself to sleep every night. I miss him so much, is he even coming home? I thought we were supposed to be talking and hopefully getting back to normal.

I hop in the shower hoping it will get better, I come out of the shower and make sure I look presentable. I’m only going to be staying home because it is my day off. I throw on some joggers and one of his t-shirts.

I make myself some breakfast making sure not to make it for two, I have dealt with the fact that he isn’t going to come back.

I eat my breakfast and I’m so lonely I hate it. I put my plate in the sink and go to head up to my room, when I’m not even 2 steps up, I hear the door open. Is it him? I go down the stairs and around the corner I see him in the front door putting his suitcases down, It’s him Francisco he came back.

He still seems pissed and I don’t blame him, I start to say, “Cisco I wan…..” I never got to finish because he pushes past me and goes about halfway up the stairs and says with an icy cold voice “You Have No Right To Call Me That”. Cis-I thought we were supposed to talk when you came back. His voice is a little softer and in his eyes I see a mix of anger, guilt, and is that pity, damn. “Jasper we will talk tomorrow, it has been a long plane ride and I just want to go to my bedroom and sleep.”

What am I supposed to do, well i’m glad I kept that suitcase of clothes and bathroom necessities. I drag myself to my ‘New’ bedroom for now. I sit on the couch and watch a lot of movies till it is almost nighttime. I used movies to push away the thoughts of what is going to happen tomorrow. It is literally killing me to know he is right next door and I can’t touch him.