His Trouble Maker

Chapter 57

JESSICA

“Well, looks whose late?” Theo said, getting out of the shadows. We decided to not use cars since it will drag attentions Asusual, feder meet in our old place but I prefer to meet here.

His eyes look around and I did so too. This is really wrong but I don’t have a choice. It’s the only place that I know which is private

I shivered as a gust of wind hit my face.

“Sorry,” I mumbled, pacing between the old trees. “Pierce was suspicious.”

Theo chuckled, following me. I side–glance at him and he looks so comfortable for someone orchestrating this one.

“Checking me out, little fox?”

I snort.” Can you please stop calling me that?”

“Why? You loved to moan it.”

I rolled my eyes and kept walking deeper into the woods, stepping over fallen branches. The moon cast eerie shadows through the trees, and once I’m sure we’re hidden enough, I turn to face him.

Theo, however, looks scandalized when his eyes darts into my chest. For a second, he looks pissed until he darkly chuckle.

“That’s the Westwood’s heirloom.”

My fingers instinctively touched the moonstone resting against my collarbone. I’d been so focused on not getting caught that I’d completely forgotten I was wearing Grayson’s gift.

“What, this?” I tried to sound nonchalant. “He just gave it to me yesterday.”

Theo’s laugh was sharp. “Just gave it to you? Do you even know what you’re wearing?” He moved closer, eyes locked on the pendant. “That moonstone has been passed down for five generations. Legend says it binds the wearer to the Westwood bloodline.”

I stepped back, suddenly uncomfortable with how intently he was staring. “It’s just a pretty rock,”

claim.” His voice dropped to a

against his chest, trying to create space between us. “Get

reason our families are struggling! The reason my sister-” His voice cracked before hardening

Grayson!” I shoved him hard, trying to break free from him but suddenly felt

to the spot where the pain bloomed. My fingers brushed against something

did you-” The words slurred on my tongue as my vision began to swim. My knees buckled, and

upright.

said, catching me as started to collapse. His face blurred above me, features softening with what

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W–What’s happening?

so

fluttered open. Heavy. Everything felt so heavy. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar–no, it’s

tried to move my arms, my body but I can’t, I can’t move

Oh goddess

my skin. I was completely

it came out as a

heart pounded

temples

bring myself to look. A hand touched my

I felt his

Goddess!

I want to ask him why he is

reached for the collar of his shirt, slowly undoing the first button. Then the second. I couldn’t move, couldn’t scream,

in my eyes, as I watch him sat

to fuck you,” Theo’s voice said softly. “We just need pictures,” he whispered, his thumb wiping my tears. “Insurance, you know? So you

my limbs felt like lead weights

as he rolled me onto my stomach. “Shh, just a few photos and we’re done,” he murmured, positioning me on all fours. My arms trembled under my weight, not from effort but from fear. He

-doll.

my ear. I felt the bed dip as he