"You want to continue?" Jason questions as he settles behind me again. I lean back, half turned so I can wrap an arm around him and my injured leg laying over his. He throws the bedcovers over me as I relax against him again.

"It was a couple of months after my mom's death and after living with my dad's new woman during those months I decided that I had enough. I packed as much shit as I could one night, and I ran away from home. I guess you could say that's when my next set of troubles started," I sigh, closing my eyes as Jason cards his fingers through my hair.

"At the time I was dating a guy from school, a year older than me in his senior year. We were dating since the previous year, friends since I was in my freshman year and he was my rock when shit hit the fan, the only person I could rely on," I chuckle as I feel his grip tighten, from I dare say, jealousy? 

"His name was Eiichi, and I don't know what made me notice him, his looks probably. His mother was from somewhere in Europe and his dad Japan, so I found him attractive because of the mix. He also had the bad boy image and my teenage self loved it. He was my first for basically everything."

"It seems your taste is still the same then," he says, his chest rumbling as he speaks. I lift my head, my chin resting on his chest as I gaze up at him.

"No, my taste changed. Now I'm into heavily tattooed men that seem to have the bad boy image but don't, there's a difference," I say with a cheeky smile. He gives me a smirk as I set my head back against him.

"I moved in with him, and we lived together through the rest of my junior year, going into my senior year. It wasn't until the second half of my final year in high school I found out he was in a gang, or specifically in the yakuza," I tell him.

"For him, it's a family business, his dad being the head of the family and when he turns eighteen, he'd take over. When he became the new boss, he changed. It started coming home injured and bloody, or he'd drink and did drugs. One day he asked me to join them, he said he loved me and that he wanted me by his side and my naive dumbass self believed him."

"I stopped going to school and I joined him in everything he did. Sure I didn't go beating up anyone, but I also started to drink and do drugs. His behaviour to me also changed. Gone was the sweet boy I knew, instead he became someone cold-blooded and cruel, I lost count of how many times I was at the receiving end," I sigh thinking back to every punch or slap. 

"If I ever see that fucker I'll make sure he gets tenfold of what he gave you," he snarls. "You didn't deserve that from him."

"I know but I still stayed, stupid I know but every time that happened, he would apologize, show me he cares and we'd be stuck in that same vicious cycle all over again. At some point I joined in whatever dealings they had to do, I became their treasurer of sorts so I was neck-deep in their work," I tell him.

"I thought things were going amazingly but one day Eiichi told me that we were going to a club to do business. My job was to get the money and count it before we gave them the drugs but things went south. The other party didn't plan to do business with us and it turned into a shootout. I was armed that night, but I never once took out my gun and shot anybody."

"We all escaped and I honestly can't remember much of what happened, it was so chaotic but by the time the police came, they found me near someone who died. They arrested me and found me with a gun and for them, that was enough to charge me and put me on trial as an adult. Those fuckers didn't even bother to investigate, and I spent a year in prison. When I was eighteen, I demanded a retrial and this time they looked at the evidence properly and I was released."

"I read that part and looking at you now, you've changed drastically from how you used to be," he points out.

"I needed to change and that's what I did," I reply. "When I was released, I knew I wanted nothing to do with Eiichi or the yakuza, I felt it would bring me more troubles if I stayed. I left the city with just my i.d and paperwork, hitched-hiked all the way to Toronto, found a woman's shelter, got a job and went back to school to finish my senior year. I graduated and got a scholarship to do nursing," I tell him. "As far as I was concerned, that part of my life was dead to me and I was moving on to something better."

"But now they've found you?" he questions.

"After you dropped me off Sunday night, I found a letter wedged into my door and when I opened it, the only thing that was on it was the yakuza insignia. I got some pictures over the last couple of days, nothing threatening but I guess I've just been a bit paranoid. I wasn't lying when I said I couldn't take care of Oli, I only got six hours of sleep combined the last three nights," I mutter into his chest. 

"You could have come to me," he says in a low voice. "I would have helped you."

"I know but at the same time, I didn't want to saddle you with my problem. You had enough to deal with considering what happened last year and we just started this relationship and I'm already burdening you with my problems," I mumble.

"You're not burdening me Victoria, if you need help I'll give it to you," he tells me, pressing a kiss to my head. "So what happened tonight then?"

"I was finishing some cleaning and I was going to throw out the trash when I heard my neighbours saying some suspicious cars were hanging at the front of the building and some men they've never seen before. It can't be a coincidence that they were there for me. So I grabbed as much shit as I could carry before using the fire-escape to get to my car," I answer.

"How did you hurt yourself?" he questions, his fingers playing with the lace on my shorts.

"I slipped on ice on the staircase, it was inevitable," I chuckle. 

"Does anybody else know who your ex? If you talked about it to anyone?" he asks.

"The only other person I've mentioned this to was Cora and Charlotte and they both got a watered-down version of it, I didn't even mention his name or what he does," I answer. "I don't know how they found me or what they want from me."

"I think for now they'll back off since you're not at your apartment anymore and you're staying here, as if I'd let you fucking go back there," he says, voice sounding dark.

"Oh? You're not letting me go?" I question with a chuckle. His arms loosen around my body and he rolls us over to the middle of the bed with me on my back and him on top of me.

"As if I'd let you walk back into that fuckers hand," he growls out, a dark glint in his eyes.

"I had no intention of going back to him. As far as I'm concerned I'm perfectly content right here," I tell him, my hands trailing up his chest a smirk on my lips. My hands graze his chest, trailing down to his hips. 

"I told you that I'm not with you for sex. You're playing with fire sweetheart," he says in a sinful tone. "You don't know what thoughts have been running through my head since you started talking about your ex."

"I know, but I want to feel something, let me burn," I whisper as I pull him down and our lips connect. One of his arms cages my head, the other moving across my waist slipping under my top. His tongue dances with mine, the kiss getting hotter between us as he bites down on my lower lip. He pulls back to kiss down my neck and this time my sweater isn't in the way to stop his burning lips from pressing onto my skin.

He goes down to my collarbone where he sucks on the skin harshly and a harsh pant escapes my mouth when I feel him bite on it. He moves back up to kiss me, harder and deeper, a moan escapes my lips when I feel his hand brushing my breast, him unconsciously grinding down on me with his arousal. 

"What do you want to do sweetheart?" he asks, pulling back to look at me and leaving the ball in my court. 

"I want you," is all I say before he's kissing me again. I won't lie and say I haven't fantasized about Jason, who wouldn't after seeing him and besides, we're both consenting adults that already have a sexual experience. "Did you lock the door?" I ask pulling back from him breathlessly.

"I figured I'd lock it just incase something happened, even if we weren't doing this, don't think I wouldn't have tasted your lips before the night ends," he says with a smirk. I help him with taking off my shorts and I throw my top to the side. He sits back for a moment, drinking me in, his eyes racking my body. "I've said it before but I'll say it again, sweetheart, you are fucking sexy."

"And I don't mind hearing that again," I tell him with a smirk of my own. He moves back to kissing me before trailing down my body, his hands cupping my breast and a moan breaks from my lips. his lips trail lower, kissing at my belly button, my hip, my thigh and his eyes meet mine as he gives me a grin, one that promises pleasure.

His lips move to my pussy, my back arching off the bed when I feel his tongue on my clit, and it feels like my body is melting. He sucks on it and I have to cover my mouth so I my voice doesn't rise and wake the other occupant in the house. It's been a while since I've had someone go down on me. 

"Jason," my voice comes out brokenly when his finger pushes into me. 

"You like that sweetheart? Your pussy is so wet for me," I hear him ask as his fingers move inside of me hard, grazing my insides as his mouth goes back to my clit. I'm tightening around his fingers as my body gets warmer by the second, the double stimulation I'm getting from both ends makes the heat in my lower belly tighten. I reach down to grab his hair as I unconsciously ride his tongue, he just lets out a groan that vibrates against me.

"Jason, I'm going to," I can't finish what I'm saying as a loud moan passes from me when his tongue presses flat against my clit. He raises his head and looks from me, his eyes full-blown with lust and his fingers quicken as they fuck me.

"Come for me sweetheart," and a strong orgasm washes over my body, my hands clasped tightly over my mouth to stop the scream from echoing in the house, tears pricking my eyes. I clench around his fingers as my body rides out the wave of pleasure and as I fall back against the bed, I feel myself being pulled into the darkness. 

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This is the second time now I feel like my body is on a cloud, my eyes fluttering open only to find a dark room.

"You know this is the first time someone has passed out on me," a voice beside me chuckles. I turn my head to see Jason leaning against a hand as he watches me, a small smirk on his lips. Memories of what happened earlier play through my head and I let out a groan, my hands going over my face in embarrassment.

"I can't believe that happened, how long was I out?" I question, my voice muffled.

"A couple of seconds," he answers, his thumb stroking my waist.

"This is so embarrassing," I mutter to myself.

"You're giving me an ego boost, I must be pretty good," he says in a cocky voice and I lower my hands, a flat look on my face.

"You were pretty good," I say echoing his words after a couple of minutes in silence. "What about you?" I question, my eyes flicking to his pants at the noticeable bulge.

"You don't have to worry about me sweetheart, I'll be fine. What's most important now is you, not me. Your needs before mine," he says tucking me into his side. "We'll take a rain check, okay?" I nod my head as I relax back against him, the last couple of hours have been crazy.

From escaping my house, to temporarily moving here, to having Jason be jealous of my ex, not that I'm complaining because the way he made me feel should be illegal.

I close my eyes, listening to the sound of Jason's heartbeat as his hand continues to stroke my body, lulling me back to sleep, reassured that for the first time ever I have someone genuine standing beside me. The only thing that's left in my mind is what do the yakuza, specifically Eiichi want from me now?

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A/N Hey everyone! How are you all doing? 

So I had this chapter written yesterday, I think I had a hundred words left but by the time I was almost done writing I noticed it was three a.m - started writing late, got caught up watching a movie. So I decided to update today instead.

Victoria's past comes to light, and what could they want with her now? Comment your thoughts below! 

P.s Can you believe The Officer has more than 1k views!!! That's amazing so thank you each and every one of you that have started the story after ready T.E.C or have just started the series reading this one, it means a lot♡♡♡