DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of The Royals characters, however I own some original characters that you'll get to know them one by one.

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I'm seriously overwhelmed by how much you all love this story and want it to go on. And trust me, I love Captured as much as all of you, and I'd never abandon it. However long it takes, I'm always going to update. But I'm still sorry if it took some time. Thanks for your patience.

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Chapter 18_Goodbye

Eleanor blinked a few times before she could remember who she was lying next to. Images from last night rushed through her mind. Jasper. They slept together. And she let him cum inside her. Eleanor sighed and slowly got off the bed. She knew what she had to do.

This was not a drill. Princess Eleanor had done this a thousand times. She was known for not being careful. And she always had a stash of emergency pills around somewhere. She looked back at Jasper, still asleep, and then walked to her closet to put something on.

She had to take a shower but she postponed it until Jasper would wake up. She wore a simple white top with navy blue shorts and started searching around her room. She found one of her pills inside her makeup drawer and took it without hesitation.

She sat on her couch and couldn't help but stare at her own bed and the gorgeous naked man in it. She sighed again, remembering last night. How Jasper kept kissing her shoulder until they both fell asleep. How he swung his arm around her when she was still awake. How she kept waking up at night, with an undeniable fear inside, but went back to sleep when she was sure he was there.

Eleanor didn't know what to do. Before last night, before getting that close to him, she thought she could fight it. That stupid attraction. She thought she was stronger than that. That she wouldn't want anything to do with him anymore. He had already played his part, satisfied her, and he had to go.

But how could she fight that feeling inside? That weird warm feeling she had every time he kissed her neck or whispered her name and every fucking time he looked into her eyes. Jasper rolled to the side and Eleanor watched as his hand went to hold onto someone that wasn't there. Eleanor felt the panic spreading through her body. He was going to wake up and she had to face him. She had to tell him to leave. God, she had to…

"Eleanor?" Jasper's sleepy voice made her gulp but she took a deep breath and answered: "Over here." Jasper groaned and slowly sat on the bed, grinning from ear to ear, and said: "Good morning, Princess." Eleanor chuckled forcibly and nodded her head saying: "Morning."

Jasper noticed she was acting weird. He had predicted this last night, as he was rushing to get to the event on time. He knew she was trying to get something, him, out of her system. He had prepared himself for it, almost, but it still hurt. He scratched the back of his head and murmured: "I know my way out…"

Eleanor kept quiet as he got off the bed to gather his clothes. He quickly put his pants and shirt on but held onto the jacket and Eleanor gulped at how sexy looked, even with his hair all messy. He walked to her and started talking: "Look, I know this is hard for you…"

Eleanor scoffed in response and Jasper sat down next to her with a sigh. He gently put his hand on her thigh and mentally thanked Eleanor for not pushing it away. He went on: "I'm eternally grateful to you. For saving my life. Kyle's life. You are… what can I say? You have a heart of gold, Princess…"

Eleanor looked away, not wanting to get emotional, because she could see the sincerity in his eyes. He continued anyway: "I never should have told you… how I felt about you… It was wrong of me to confuse you… And I know the rational thing is for us to part ways. I get it, Princess. And I'm ready."

Eleanor looked back at him and asked: "Ready for what?" Jasper smiled bitterly and let out: "For saying goodbye." Eleanor nodded in understanding but she was secretly wondering if Jasper could hear how loud her heart was beating. She opened her mouth to say something but she couldn't find the right words.

Her mind was screaming at her to let him go, say her goodbyes and kick him out, but her heart was ready to jump out of her chest. Jasper called her name and it was a simple whisper but Eleanor shivered. She couldn't say goodbye. Not just yet. Not before she could figure out how she really felt about him.

Before both of them could process what was going on, Eleanor's lips had crashed onto his, making Jasper lean back on the couch. He let go of the jacket and let his hands run around her back as she was exploring his mouth with a passion he did not expect.

Eleanor pulled away for a second and Jasper started talking: "Princess, what…" But Eleanor shushed him loudly, making Jasper laugh, and announced: "Maybe we don't have to say goodbye, just yet…" Jasper grinned, his heart fluttering like a fool that he really was, and said: "That works for me!"

Eleanor rolled her eyes and held his face as she kissed him again. Jasper let his hands run under her top and he swiftly took it off. Eleanor was not satisfied about the momentary pause in their make-out session but Jasper's hands massaging her tits as she put her lips on his seemed to put her in a good mood again.

Jasper was heating up by the moment and being dressed formally while a semi naked Princess was rubbing herself all over him was not helping. Eleanor seemed to read his mind as she pulled away and whined: "You need to take off your clothes."

She hopped off of him as he quickly started undressing himself until he was only in his boxers. Eleanor had already took off her shorts and underwear. Jasper couldn't stop staring at her naked form and Eleanor felt all the heat in her body rush to her face.

Jasper walked towards her as she chuckled excitedly and pulled her up. Eleanor let out a half scream but started giggling as Jasper nibbled on her erect nipples. He walked them over to her bed and threw her not so gently on it.

Eleanor groaned but Jasper was already on top of her whispering: "You have no idea how much I thought about this moment…" Eleanor gulped as he went on breathlessly: "Gosh, how much I wanted you… How much I still want you… It's driving me crazy… You're driving me crazy, Princess…"

Eleanor kissed him hard but she told herself that his words didn't get to her. She just wanted him to stop talking. And she was definitely not going to tell him about how much she had wanted him as well. And how much she needed him to stay.

Jasper pulled away roughly and without warning pushed two of his fingers inside her. Eleanor moaned out loud and arched her back to give him more access. Jasper casually got off of her, fingers still inside her aching pussy, and knelt in front of her on the floor.

He pulled his fingers out, sticky with her juices, and gave them a good lick before spreading her legs apart. Eleanor gulped in anticipation of what was coming. Of the moment she secretly used to fantasize about some of those nights at the cabin.

Jasper licked his lips and smirked before moving his face close to her opening. He used both hands to hold down her thighs and gave her an agonizing first lick. Eleanor gasped, her legs jerking, but his hands stopped her from moving. She looked at his face, so calm yet so anxious, and she bit her lip in lust.

Jasper sighed in front of her pussy and started talking: "I can't lie, Princess. Some nights when you were sleeping in the room next to me, I couldn't stop these thoughts. Dirty, dirty thoughts. I knew it was wrong but you were just so goddamn sexy…"

Eleanor kept staring at him but he was looking right at her pussy. Her breathing slowed down and she could feel the juices flowing down from her. Jasper went on: "I never thought you could ever want me…" Eleanor moaned out his name and he finally looked up at her flushed face.

She whined: "Jasper, please…" Jasper smiled so genuinely at her that Eleanor almost forgot what she was begging for. Jasper leaned down once again and whispered: "So wet…" Eleanor moaned and tried to push herself forward but she failed. Jasper asked breathlessly: "Is that all for me?"

Eleanor nodded frantically and she briefly saw him smirk before his head disappeared between her legs. Eleanor gasped loudly as Jasper started licking her aggressively. She screamed as his quick licks turned into full on biting and nibbling.

Her hand blindly reached for his head and she started playing with his smooth hair. Jasper was still pressuring on her thighs and eating her out at a fast pace. She pulled on his hair but he didn't stop, not that she wanted him to. His tongue was doing wonders to her and she knew she was close to the edge.

One of his hands moved up to her breast and played with her hard nipple while he was biting down on her clit. Eleanor giggled in joy before she could stop herself and she could feel his smirk right on her pussy lips.

Jasper suddenly used both hands to pull her even closer to his mouth and the movement made Eleanor shiver in all the right places. She moaned out loud: "Fuck I'm so close…" Jasper didn't answer but he jammed his tongue inside her, repeating the action over and over again, fucking her with his tongue.

Eleanor started shaking uncontrollably, waves of familiar pleasure hitting her body, and she gasped one last time before coming hard in his mouth. Her body went limp but Jasper kept licking her juices until she pulled him away by his hair.

He was grinning from ear to ear and Eleanor wanted nothing more than to pull him close and kiss him. Before she could act on it, Jasper wiped his mouth and got on the bed next to her. His hand rested comfortably on her stomach as his face gently nuzzled her neck. Eleanor sighed happily and closed her eyes, wanting to stay in that moment forever.

Jasper whispered: "I never want to leave this room." Eleanor kept quiet for a moment, not sure how to answer, but she finally whispered back: "You don't have to… At least for now…" Jasper gave her a delicate kiss on the neck and went to say something but the knock on the door stopped him.

They both froze in an instant. So many thoughts running through both their minds. They had found out about him. They had come to take him away. It was over. But the knock came again and this time a man's voice followed: "Len?"

Eleanor sighed out of relief and shouted: "Beck, what do you want?" Beck answered quickly: "I just want to talk to you. Can I come in?" Eleanor debated her options quickly. Turning down the Queen last night was alright, but turning down Beck would definitely sound suspicious. And it would just make everyone wonder who she was with.

So she yelled: "Just a second!" Jasper frowned but Eleanor hissed: "Get into the bathroom." Jasper wanted to object but she was already jumping off the bed and wearing her clothes. She threw his clothes at him and pointed to the door of her bathroom. Jasper grumpily walked away and locked himself inside the bathroom.

After she looked at herself in the mirror, Eleanor opened the door and let Beck inside. He groaned: "What took you so long?" Eleanor shrugged and asked: "Want a drink?" Beck laughed and shook his head but sat down on the sofa before asking her to sit next to him.

Eleanor awkwardly sat down and asked: "What's going on?" Beck gave her a look and said: "I was worried. After you ran off last night… I just want to make sure you're okay, Lenny." Eleanor smiled and answered: "Thanks. It was just… It was all a bit too much for me, you know?"

Beck sighed and took her hands in his, saying: "Yes, of course. I figured you felt suffocated so I'm taking you out today. What do you say?" Eleanor looked down, her mind split between Jasper listening on their conversation and Beck wanting to protect her.

Beck pushed: "Come on! Like old times? We could go anywhere you like." Eleanor nodded but kept quiet. Maybe this was a sign. Who was she kidding? Beck was her first love. Her only love. He was looking out for her. And he could definitely take her mind off of the man hiding in her bathroom. But why didn't she feel happy?

Beck squeezed her hand and said excitedly: "Alright! I'll let you freshen up and we can head out in a couple of hours, eh?" Eleanor nodded her head again, this time forcing a smile, and watched as Beck gave her a wink and walked out of her room.

For a moment she was surrounded by pure silence but then the door handle turned and Jasper walked out of the bathroom. Eleanor poured herself a drink as she watched him get dressed quietly. She offered: "You want one?" But Jasper shook his head without looking at her. Eleanor downed the Scotch in a heartbeat and shivered as the liquid burned her throat.

Jasper walked up to her, his expression unreadable, and cleared his throat before saying: "I guess 'never' was a strong word." Eleanor gulped and tried to keep up appearances as she let out: "Guess so." Jasper scoffed bitterly and muttered: "So this is goodbye…"

Eleanor felt her body shaking. She didn't want him to leave but there was no choice. They couldn't sneak around forever and what better way to stop something before it really starts. Before it has any real meaning. Before it involves feelings.

Eleanor took a deep breath and replied calmly: "It's time, Jasper…" Jasper nodded knowingly and took a few steps closer to her. They were standing just a few inches apart, like they had so many times before, the electricity between them still present.

Jasper whispered: "One last time, Princess…" Eleanor closed her eyes as he slowly moved his face near hers. It felt like hours had passed until his lips touched hers. The kiss was brief. Nothing like she had pictured it to be. Just a simple brush.

Eleanor kept her eyes closed as he pulled away and heard his steps towards her door. She felt sick to her stomach. Her body was fighting for him to stay and before she could stop it, her façade cracked: "Will I ever see you again?"

His hand froze on the handle and he turned his head around to see Eleanor who'd opened her eyes and was looking at him tearfully. He looked away for a moment before staring into her eyes again. He let out: "I certainly hope so, Princess…"

Eleanor exhaled and a tear landed on her cheek. He was leaving. He was going away, for good. She wanted to stop it. She really did. But the Princess pressed her lips together as Jasper turned and walked out of her room. Possibly forever.

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Love,

S