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Chapter3_Jealousy

"Lenny?"

Eleanor froze in her place when she saw Beck looking at her with his familiar smile and before she knew it, she let Jasper's hand go and walked to him asking confused: "Beck! What are you doing here?" He put his suitcase down and said: "Liam invited me."

He opened his arms and she rushed and hugged him tightly. He whispered: "It's so good to see you. It's been a while." She pulled away and said: "Yeah, a year." Beck pointed to Jasper who was looking at them intensely and asked: "Don't want to introduce me to your boyfriend?" Eleanor corrected him quickly: "He's my bodyguard."

Jasper winced at her words but kept his face unchanged. Beck nodded his head for him politely and Jasper nodded back, trying not to show any emotion on his face. He couldn't help but notice Eleanor playing with her hair, something he had never seen, and giggling as Beck kept complimenting her.

Liam and Ophelia came down the stairs and he fist bumped Beck and introduced Ophelia to him. Then Liam offered: "Let's all go out, eh?" Beck and Eleanor agreed excitedly but said they needed time to change and after Liam told them where their rooms were, Eleanor asked Jasper: "Can you bring the bags?"

Jasper left without a word and after he was back, he saw Eleanor wearing a short black dress and grabbing her purse to leave and she said without even looking at him: "I don't think we need security there, but you can come if you want." Jasper nodded and she walked past him to Beck who was waiting for her.

Marcus told Jasper that Liam gave him two days off and also showed Jasper's room to him. Jasper was tempted to stay in the villa and rest for the rest of the day but Eleanor's behavior around Beck was irritating him and he felt like he had to go with them.

Beck and Eleanor left in the same car, Liam and Ophelia with another one and Jasper and Marcus with another. Their first stop was a famous casino. Jasper walked around a bit, reminiscing about his old life, but stayed away from the tables.

He was watching Eleanor and Beck from far, laughing and whispering, and he was trying to act like he didn't care but he knew it wasn't true. Eleanor was like a completely different person around Beck, it was like he didn't even know her. She was giggling all the time, blushing, and looking at him when he wasn't paying attention.

He hated to admit it, but Eleanor paying attention to anyone other than him, was driving him mad. He never thought he really had any competition before, except that swimmer, who he had taken care of. But this Beck, he was something else.

He could sense Eleanor's feelings for him from a mile and due to her girly behavior, he was sure he was her first love. He fisted his hands at the thought of that but there was nothing he could do. He simply wandered around and kept watching them.

After a while, Beck suggested they hit a club and everyone agreed. Jasper watched as Eleanor grabbed Beck's hand and pulled him to the dance floor. He started sipping his Scotch slowly as his eyes never left them.

Eleanor's back was against his chest and his hands were running down her from her waist to her thighs. He gulped as Beck's hand snaked around her petite waist and pulled her closer. He drank his second drink in a heartbeat when he saw how euphoric Eleanor looked, glued to his body.

"Wanna dance?" Someone whispered in his ear and he turned his head, seeing a girl sitting next to him. Jasper had to admit she was really pretty, blonde hair, green eyes and full red lips. His eyes drifted to the dance floor and saw them whispering again and then Jasper offered his hand to her and she accepted it excitedly.

She jumped off the stool and followed him to the dance floor. Jasper secretly looked at them again but Eleanor wasn't even looking their way. He took his eyes off them and concentrated on the hot girl in his arms. It was not like he was dancing with her to make Eleanor jealous. At least, he told himself that.

Jasper asked her: "What's your name?" She whispered in his ear again: "Anna. You?" He pulled her close and said: "Jasper." She called his name with a bit of a French accent and Jasper decided he liked the sound of that.

She was a pretty good dancer and Jasper simply stood there as she dropped it down and came back up and circled him. He was enjoying himself so when the song ended and she asked if they could go somewhere private, he didn't argue. She grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the exit and Jasper failed to see Eleanor looking at them from the tables and drinking her shot in one quick motion.

She guided him through the alley and shoved him to the wall near the exit door. She walked to him, slowly, with a smirk but right before she could kiss him, Jasper turned his head to the side. She frowned and called his name confused but Jasper grabbed her arms and gently pushed her away.

"Sorry. Gotta go." He simply excused himself and got back into the club. He couldn't kiss her. He had been with no one but Eleanor for the past few weeks and even though at the moment, she was busy with Beck, he couldn't ruin what they had with the help of a pretty French girl. Their game was not over, not yet.

Jasper scanned the club and saw Marcus and Liam chatting, others dancing, but there was no sign of Eleanor. Then to his surprise he spotted Beck drinking alone. He couldn't hide his grin as he walked to the counter to order another drink.

He saw Ophelia and Eleanor come out of the ladies room, talking into each other's ears and looking around after every couple of seconds. Eleanor saw Jasper drinking alone and simply stared at him and he stared right back.

Ophelia grabbed her arm and pulled her towards Liam and Marcus and soon Marcus pointed at Jasper. They were planning on getting dinner at a restaurant nearby and ten minutes later, everyone was staring at the menus.

Liam, Ophelia, Beck and Eleanor were sitting near each other and Gemma and Ashok were sitting between them and Marcus and Jasper. Eleanor was browsing the menu for a couple of minutes but Jasper already knew what she was going to order and he was proved right when she ordered Beef bourguignon. Beck ordered the same thing and Jasper's smiled faded when she giggled and tucked her hair behind her ear.

He didn't necessarily enjoy his Beef Stroganoff over Beck's jokes and Eleanor's laughs. He didn't bother to look their way and just stared at his phone when he was finished. After everyone was stuffed and satisfied, they made their way back to the villa.

Everyone sat down and started talking about old times and nobody noticed him leaving for his room, not even Eleanor. He shut the door and lied down sighing out of frustration. As he stared at the ceiling, a familiar thought emerged out of the back of his mind:

"It's always going to be like this. You're her bodyguard. Just a bodyguard. Nothing more. And you will never be nothing more. She forgets you the second she finds someone new. This is how it goes around here."

He closed his eyes, thinking about so many other times he thought about this, and how always, magically, Eleanor would show up and start an argument that would end with them in bed together. But he knew Eleanor wasn't coming this time.

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Eleanor and Ophelia exchanged another look during Ashok's never-ending story-telling and Eleanor stared at her hands. Beck whispered near her ear: "I think I fell asleep ten minutes ago." Eleanor chuckled quietly but then stared at the empty chair that should've been filled with Jasper and she realized she missed him more than she liked to admit to herself.

Seeing Beck after a year cracked her bad girl façade, as it usually does, and the world faded when he was next to her. She couldn't even understand her giggles and blushes but she couldn't control them. And she couldn't ignore how her heart seemed to race when she saw her bodyguard as well.

She texted Ophelia on their way to the casino and told her who Beck was with a couple of overexcited texts. She told him that he was married but she couldn't help if she still had feelings for him. And then Ophelia texted her with a simple question that changed everything: "What about Jasper?"

She fought with herself all the way to the casino and didn't even giggle at most of Beck's jokes. She sneaked a glance of broody Jasper as he got out of Marcus's car and something inside her lightened up. It was clear that he didn't like the circumstances but it could also be like another one of his broody days as mysterious Jasper from Vegas.

However, she took a shot and texted Ophelia: "I want to make him jealous." And only winked at Ophelia's worried face. She stuck to Beck and dragged him around, feeling Jasper's eyes on her, and laughed loud enough for him to hear.

Dancing at the club was easy but then Jasper had to go and dance with another girl. Eleanor secretly threw daggers at her with her eyes but looked at Beck when she noticed Jasper might look her way. And after Beck went to grab a drink and she sat down ordering a shot, she saw them leave together.

Everything froze for a moment as she saw the slut pulling him away and she drank her shot with rage and ordered the second one. Ophelia sat down next to her, apparently she had seen them as well, and was looking at Eleanor scared, like she was going to explode at any second.

Eleanor drank the second shot and grabbed Ophelia's hand and dragged her to the ladies room. She slammed the door shut and yelled: "I don't understand." Ophelia stuttered: "I'm sor…" Eleanor interrupted her: "I mean, it worked for you. Liam was super jealous. And bam! You two are here together."

Ophelia whispered: "I didn't know this was so important to you…" Eleanor went to deny it, but didn't see the point anymore, so she said: "I just… I just want to know… if there's more to this. He won't admit it…"

Ophelia smiled and said: "Look, who knows what happened, right? Let's go out there. I bet he's back already." Eleanor snorted but followed Ophelia out and whispered in her ear: "Do you see him anywhere?" Ophelia whispered back after looking: "Not yet."

Soon Eleanor's eyes landed on him, drinking alone, and she fought hard not to smile out of relief. The slut was nowhere to be found, but before she knew it, Ophelia dragged her away whispering: "Keep it up."

At dinner, she secretly guessed Jasper would order Beef Stroganoff as usual, and he did. She eyed him after dinner, staring intensely at his phone, and she felt bad for how left alone he must have feeling. But if that would make him admit that there was something more than sex going on between them, she would gladly allow it.

He went into his room as soon as they got back to the villa but she made herself stay and listen to others talk for hours. Ophelia kept giving her looks, silently telling her that it was time, but she couldn't leave in front of everybody.

But thankfully, everyone yawned and scattered to go to their bedrooms to rest. Beck kissed her goodnight on the cheek and she felt it burn. Ophelia stared at her for the last time before leaving with Liam.

Eleanor walked into her room and closed the door behind her. She looked at the shopping bags, neatly placed near the closet, and sighed. She pulled out the lingerie she wore in front of him that morning and remembered the look on his face. She noticed he had placed his own bags in her room as well, because, Eleanor wasn't supposed to be buying things for her bodyguard. She wasn't supposed to have feelings for him. She wasn't even supposed to be with him.

Everything was so just so fucking confusing but she wanted to put an end to it. Of course, Beck was the love of her life, but she knew her heart didn't belong to him, not anymore. The mysterious and brooding bodyguard, Jasper, had managed to successfully steal her heart.

She got up and left her room and suddenly noticed she didn't know which room Jasper was staying in. She knew Liam's, Ophelia's and Beck's room, so she eliminated them, and knocked on the door of an available room.

Marcus opened the door and asked: "Can I help you, Your Highness?" Eleanor asked casually: "Can you tell me which room belongs to Jasper? I'm sure he didn't bring one of my suitcases to my room." Marcus smiled, almost knowingly, and showed her the room down the hall.

She nodded for him and waited until he closed the door to walk down to his room. She knocked gently but heard that he was talking to someone else. Eleanor opened the door, walked in and saw him talking on the phone, his back turned to her. She heard him say: "Yes. Frost. When does the flight leave? Alright. Thank you."

He turned around and froze when he saw Eleanor frowning at him. He stood up straight and asked: "Can I help you, Your Highness?" Eleanor raised her eyebrows and asked: "Why do you sound like Marcus?" Jasper added calmly: "Because we're colleagues, Your Highness."

Eleanor sighed and closed the door behind her and walked to him asking: "What was that about?" Jasper asked: "What was what about?" Eleanor pointed at his phone: "That. What flight were you talking about?"

He answered simply: "A flight to London." She frowned asking: "Who's going to London?" Jasper said: "I am." Eleanor almost yelled: "What? Why?" He shrugged saying: "You clearly said you didn't need security anymore and I thought I should head back."

Eleanor's mouth fell open but nothing came out. She couldn't believe him. All she wanted from him was to admit that he had feelings for her and he booked a flight to get away from her. She felt the familiar lump in her throat, the one she felt before crying, and prayed her tears of frustration wouldn't fall down in front of him.

She whispered angrily: "You're unbelievable, Jasper." His cool façade shattered when he said: "I'm unbelievable? I'm sorry that I don't want to stay somewhere where I'm not welcome." Eleanor walked towards him: "You're my bodyguard. You have to be where I am." Jasper ran a hand through his hair and spat: "You don't need me, Your Highness. Beck's with you every step of the way. He'll protect you."

Eleanor asked: "Is that what's this is all about? You're jealous?" Jasper scoffed and said: "I am not jealous." Eleanor pressed: "Oh, really? What would you call this?" He didn't answer and Eleanor went on: "You made it clear yesterday that all you wanted from me was limited to the bedroom. Nothing more. And I didn't object. So tell me, Jasper, why are you mad that I might be interested in someone who doesn't just want to fuck and control me?"

Jasper stared at her and asked sounding hurt: "Is that what you think of me?" Eleanor held her head high and said: "You didn't give me a reason to change it." His jaw clenched and eyes hardened and Eleanor knew he was angry.

"Cancel that flight, Jasper." She simply said and went to leave that she heard him confess quietly: "I was jealous…" She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around, her eyes glowing, and her ears ready to hear.

He was looking at the floor but raised his head when she got close to him. He went on: "I was going crazy… The way you looked at him… The way you melted when he complimented you… The way you laughed around him… I just wanted to…"

He fell silent and Eleanor asked almost as quietly: "Why?" He frowned at her question and she took a step closer to him and asked again: "Why were you jealous, Jasper?" He opened his mouth and she gulped thinking he would say something but nothing came out.

He finally stuttered: "I… Because…" He closed his mouth even though he looked like that was the last thing he wanted to do. Eleanor blinked a few times, and finally said: "Great… More silence…" She stared at him for a quick moment but then turned on her heel to leave.

Right next to the door he grabbed her arm and turned her to face him. Eleanor didn't have time to protest because he had already pushed her to the wall. Her eyes widened when her back hit the hard wall and her mouth opened in a silent cry. He spat the words right in her face: "Because you're mine…"

With those simple words, Eleanor's mind caught on fire and before she knew it, she grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him hard. Jasper's body was pressing her to the wall and it was making the kiss more passionate.

She moaned when his hands found their way under her dress and he groaned when he realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. His fingers were caressing her pussy gently and she hooked one leg around his and pushed herself forward.

He pulled away and dragged his mouth across her neck and she moaned: "Bite…" Jasper bit her delicate skin, making sure he left a hickey for everyone to see, and then licked his way up to her ear. She moaned louder and Jasper had to stop and hush her and she suggested: "Put your hand… over… my mouth…"

His hand muffled her screams successfully when he inserted a finger in her. She was breathing heavily as he slowly moved his finger around. Soon enough, the second finger went in, and she bit his hand in response. He chuckled and replaced his hand with his mouth and thrust his fingers faster.

She held on to the back of his head with both hands and he let his other hand to play with her breasts. He increased his speed a bit and soon his talented fingers drove her over the edge and she screamed in his mouth.

He pulled away and watched the look of bliss on her face and smirked proudly. He held on tightly to her as he pulled his fingers out. She moaned and opened her eyes only to see Jasper licking his fingers clean and she felt like she couldn't stand anymore.

Jasper noticed her jelly legs and grabbed her thighs and pulled her up and wrapped her legs around himself. She wrapped her arms around his neck and bit her lip when she felt his hidden erection against her thigh.

He suddenly hit his head and informed her: "I don't have any condoms on me." She groaned and pulled him closer with the help of her legs and said anxiously: "I don't give a fuck... I take pills… Just… Fuck… me…" Jasper obeyed and pulled his pants and underwear down.

Eleanor giggled: "Told you, dresses are easier." And Jasper nodded his head in agreement as he pulled the dress a bit high and saw her pussy. He grabbed his cock and pushed the tip in slowly and before she could moan, he crashed his lips on hers, and thrust all the way in.

She tightened her grip around his neck and kissed him back hungrily. His thrusts were fast and impatient but more importantly, possessive. With every thrust, every kiss, every grunt, he was leaving his mark on her. He was making sure she was his and she was willingly accepting it.

He pulled away but didn't move his head too far so their faces were close to each other but not touching. His thrust became more urgent and Eleanor, open-mouthed and flushed, waited for the waves to wash over her.

Soon, something like an earthquake shook her body and she didn't hold back and moaned louder than ever. Jasper watched her cum again and felt that he was also close. He grunted: "Where should… I…?" Eleanor who was coming down from the clouds, encouraged him: "Cum in me… Jasper…"

He groaned and she went on: "Cum inside me… Make me yours…" With those last words, he finally emptied himself in her with a loud grunt. Eleanor was burnt with his cum and the feeling was indescribable.

He rested his head against the wall, near her head, and she kissed the back of his neck gently. He was still holding on to her hard and Eleanor bit her lip thinking about how strong he was. His cum slowly dribbled down her thighs and she moaned quietly.

He kissed her neck and slowly pulled his cock out of her and whispered in her ear: "That was…" She completed him: "Amazing…" He nodded and slowly put her down on her two feet but she still held onto his arm for balance.

Jasper pulled his pants up and Eleanor ran a hand through her messy hair and straightened her dress. Jasper went to grab her a few tissues and she thanked him and cleaned her thighs. Eleanor grabbed another tissue and cleaned her lipstick mark off his face.

He grabbed her arm gently and said quieter than before: "I meant what I said, Eleanor…" She smiled and felt her heart was beating faster than normal. She grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down and whispered in his ear: "I want to be yours…"

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