I woke up to unfamiliar surroundings.

After blinking a few times and remembering what happened last night, I realized I had fallen asleep in Jackson's presidential suite. Luckily, Jackson seemed to be gone. The only other place he could be in here was the bathroom, but the door was open and no light was on in there.

I touched my chest, pressing lightly between my breasts and letting out a sigh of relief. There were no signs of being kicked.

It had been so long ago, but I'd feared Jackson would kick me. It had been horrible when he did it before, and the trauma from it came rushing back last night.

But it was no wonder that I was afraid. After he'd kicked me in the chest years ago, Jackson left me on the side of the road to die.

And I would have died if someone driving by hadn't seen me and saved me in time.

I'd never understood why Silas, who had always been nice to me, always been my protector, would be so cruel, would leave me there to die.

let go of it and moved on, but I could never forget it. I'd just...pushed it aside so I could survive, try to live while I could. It

me.

I'd seen Jackson again, it

mind. I sat up in the

phone screen showed countless missed calls, but I'd been so exhausted and slept so hard that

see who had called, and my

of missed calls

only had he called over and

him back. Instead,

said,

"Are you

you fuck another

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