As soon as I saw what my flashlight had landed on, I felt sick to my stomach. Literally. I felt my heart pounding my hands began to shake.

"What the actual fuck." I heard Jay say behind me. I didn't turn around.

There were pictures of girls. All different girls doing different things-- a brunette on a bicycle, two girls standing in front of a window. And then there was me.

In most it was just me doing normal, everyday things. There was a picture of me playing with Buddy outside, one of me in the pool. My eyes then landed on the photos of me in the shower. You couldn't see anything, thankfully. I was relieved that no intimate photos of me were here, until I saw what Jay was holding. It was a photo of me changing.

"Give me that!" I snatched it out of his hand. I wasn't annoyed with Jay or anything. Just seeing all of this made me nauseous and I began to wonder what else Jacob was capable of. And the fact that Jay just saw that of me.

"As hard as that made me, I cannot believe this sick fuck." His full lips were parted in shock, and there was an expression of disgust and anger on his face. His thick brows were furrowed.

"Jay, can we please get out of here," I whispered, my voice shaky. "We need to figure out a way to leave without getting caught."

"Fuck that! This-"

"Shh!" I grabbed his arms in alarm. "There's still someone here, did you forget?"

"I don't give a rat's ass who the fuck is here it's probably Jacob and-"

I cut him off once again. "Jay!" I said, my voice an angry whisper. "We broke into a house. We'd get in so much trouble if we got caught! Let's just take these and get out of here."

"We're not the ones who are fucking peeping Toms. If it's his parents we show them how fucked their kid is. And if it's Jacob, that bastard, I swear."

"Jay? Alina?" I immediately whipped around. Jacob adjusted his glasses as his eyes widened in shock once he registered what was going on. "Wha-what are you doing here?"

"Oh you little-" Jay lunged at him, knocking him onto the floor.

"Jay!" I screamed. "Get off!" With all the strength I could muster, I grabbed his arms and tried pulling him off. He was caught off guard by my attempt at restraining him so I was able to do so.

"Jay, don't." I said.

He turned around and looked at me, fists clenched. He was radiating anger, I could feel it. But he ignored, and instead looked to Jacob, who lay in a confused and injured heap on the floor.

"What is all of this shit?! Huh?!"

"I-I don't know." Jacob began to sit up, and adjusted his glasses.

"We're going to the police you psycopath."

"You're the ones who broke into my house." Jacob said. I was taken aback by his sudden boldness.

"So? You're the one who'll get in trouble." Jay refuted. I stood silent behind him, not having said a single word this whole time. Instead, I chewed my lip and watched this whole thing unfold.

"Actually, we-we b-both will." Jacob said. I sensed the fear behind his statements but what he was saying was right.

I decided now was the time to speak up. "Jay. He's right. Of course he'll get in trouble. But so will we."

I then turned to Jacob. "Can you please promise to destroy everything and stop taking pictures of me, and those other girls?"

"No, Alina. Shut up. He's not going to please promise us anything. Get rid of all that shit or I will break your nose."

Jacob stood up. "Okay! Okay, I will." He raised his hands up and began to walk to the room. He gathered every photo and put it in a zip lock he had lying aorund.

"We're not idiots. Where are all of your SIM cards?"

"Relax!" Jacob said, pulling them out of a drawer. "I-I realize I need to stop this. I'm done. Here's everything."

Jay took what Jacob handed him and stuffed it in his pockets. "If i find out that this isn't everything-" he seethed.

"I promise it's everything. I'm done. Just please don't tell my p-parents. Or the police."

I looked at the worry in his eyes. The empath within me softened and I wondered why he was more worried about his parents than the police. But then sense overtook me and I realized I was feeling sympathy for someone who'd taken dozens of pictures of me without my knowledge or discretion.

Jay removed his hands from his pockets and began to walk over to Jacob.

Please no.

I saw him reach forwards and I winced, until I saw him grab Jacob's camera and throw it on the ground. I gasped audibly, without meaning to, and I swear I saw a smirk appear on Jay's face for a brief, almost instantaneous moment.

Before Jacob could say anything, Jay grabbed my hand. "Come on, Alina." With that, he pulled me back up the stairs. I dared to take one look behind me and saw Jacob picking up all of the pieces with shaky fingers.

I could not be more grateful to see the sunshine after being in that dark and scary basement for so long. I was glad ot be out of there, out of that gut-wrenching situation. Havig done this didn't change the past or make the guilt about breaking in subside, but I at least knew Jacob wouldn't be taking any more photos of me.

I got into the passenger seat and only felt like I was able to breathe once we were at least three streets away from that house.

After the long silence, Jay turned to me. We both needed to recollect our thoughts and process everything.

He reached out his right hand and placed it over my own, which was laid on my thigh. "Are you okay?" He asked, genuine concern in his eyes and furrowed brows.

I nodded. "Yeah. I'm okay."

"Good." He bit his lips and brought his eyes to the road. "I cannot believe that psycho was in my house for so long. Alone with you." He turned to me once more.

"I know. I'm glad it's over with." I let out a shaky sigh. "Thank you for taking charge down there. I was too scared to help and-"

"Hey." He said softly. "Don't worry about it. The thought of him doing that to you made my blood boil. I was seeing red and I don't know what I would have done had you not been the voice of reason back there."

I managed a small smile and leaned into Jay. We got into fights, bickered often, and hated each other at times. But I knew he would always defend me, no matter what.

The rest of the ride was silent, but in a comfortable way. When we arrived at home, nobody was there.

I know it wasn't their fault, but neither one of Jay's parents was home often. He was home alone all the time, besides staff. He had nobody to watch over him, provide him company, be a good and frequent presence.

Jay snapped me out of my thoughts when he announced our arrival.

"I realized, thank you." I teased.

I saw Jay preparing to fire back at me but instead he smiled down at me. "I'll let you have that one, Alina."

We headed inside and I made sure the door was locked three times.

"Relax, Alina. Nothing's going to happen to you here."

I bit my lip and nodded. Jay headed over to the fireplace and began throwing everything in. I was relieved that all of that was gone, and that Jacob would no longer be coming here.

"Can I keep this one?" I looked up at Jay, who was holding up the photo of me changing. There was a devilish smirk on his face but I knew he knew I would say no.

I hoped he didn't see the blush on my face as I quickly snatched the photo out of his hand and tossed it in the fireplace.

"That's the last of it." Jay said, watching the remaining photos burn until there was nothing left but ashes.

He turned to me. "Are you hungry?"

I shook my head. "I don't have an appetite."

Jay nodded. "Same." I saw hiw his dark hair fell over his eyes and I resisted the urge to brush it back.

"Do you want to go upstairs? We can relax in my room. I know you've had a rough day."

"That sounds great." I admitted. We headed up the stairs and into Jay's room. He hopped on the bed and patted the spot next to him, a gentle smile on his face.

He was making me forget all about the Jacob situation. I laid down next to him and felt him pull me in. One hand held my waist while the other reached for the remote.

"Any movie preferences?" Jay said, looking down at me.

"Nope. You pick."

"Why are you always so difficult." He sighed, shaking his head.

"What? I-"

"I'm teasing, Alina."

I rolled my eyes and nuzzled up closer to him. He smelled really good. His signature scent was faint but recongizable and I loved it.

He ended up picking a movie I'd never seen. We watched in silence, until a sex scene came on. The man was peeling the clothes off the woman and both kissed each other passionately. Then they began rocking the bed.

I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks. I'd seen my fair share of intimate scenes in films but never next to a Jay Von Baron, who I realized was now staring at me.

His eyes were dark and his red lips were wet after he ran his tongue over them.

Before I knew it, his lips were on mine, and I was deepening the kiss.

I saw the look in his eyes divert to lust once I pulled away from the soft kiss. He then gently cupped my jaw and brought me closer to him.

His tongue ran over my lips. I parted my mouth and we deepened the kiss. I began to rock my hips on top of him. I felt him harden and his hands gripped my waist tighter.

"Fuck." Jay moaned into the kiss. He then gently flipped me over and hovered over me. I saw the muscles in his arms grow taught as he held himself up over me, gazing into my eyes.

"You're so beautiful."

Like always, I was unable to control the blush that made its way onto my face.

He then bent down and started softly kissing my lips. He then made his way onto my jaw, then neck. He hit a spot right below my ear and I sucked in a breath. His kisses felt amazing.

Jay began playing with the hem of my shirt. I felt his cool fingers on my bare stomach as he began to pull it up, then over my head. I was left in just a bra. I know Jay has seen me in underwear already, but it was dark and we were rushed. It was nothing like this.

He then began kissing my neck, sucking ocassionally, which made me gasp in both surprise and pleasure.

"Are you okay with all of this?" He suddenly said.

I nodded.

"Okay, good."

He then moved his hands across my chest to my back, where his fingers expertly unclasped my bra. I held my breath as he slowly pulled it off.

"Fuck, your body is incredible." He said, biting his lip and palming himself through his shorts. The sight of his lustful eyes, covered by dark the dark hair that fell over them and his swollen lips made me forget all about being so exposed to him. Until his eyes met mine.

I then felt the urge to cover up.

"Don't." Jay said. "Not for me." He took my hands and moved them off. I felt his breath against my neck as he continued moving downwards.

As foreign as this all was, it felt amazing. Jay was experienced but he also knew how to make a girl feel good.

I felt his mouth on my nipple and I audibly moaned. I saw him smirk as he moved further down, leaving a trail of kisses on my tanned stomach.

"I know I said I wasn't hungry, but-"

My mouth fell open. Was he implying what I thought he was?

"Do you want me to?" He looked up at me.

I took a deep breath, then nodded.

The smirk on his face grew. "Want me to what?"

"Jay," I breathed. "Please."

He shook his head playfully and grasped the top of my flowy shorts and pulled them down my legs. He then hooked his fingers on the edge of my underwear. In this moment I wish I'd worn something sexier.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good. You had a rough day." He said, his voice a husky whisper.

He slowly pulled my underwear down my legs, taking his time as if to torture me. He then moved to between my legs, gently pushing them apart.

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