Sold? Oh Please.

Dangerous and low, his voice was barely audible but she felt the chill down her spine. He looked at her with ire, and unreserved displeasure but she knew it was all too intimidate her. Too bad she wasn't easily shaken.

"You need to see someone Jason." She said after the long pause of allowing his dangerous words roll and crackle through the room.

This room. His study, was always hot and the air was always stiff and cumbersome. This was normally where he dealt with annoying work he couldn't figure out in his head alone. And problems that became nuisances. These days Jessie was in here more often than he would have preferred, not that it wasn't something he was surprised by. Still, if she would just be more agreeable. 

"I will not argue about this with you." He stated firmly. 

"Then don't. Nobody is asking you to argue, just see someone." She replied folding her arm and looking down at him.

Sometime in the midst of their arguments, she had gotten up and still hadn't returned to her seat. And even though she stood he somehow still towered, perhaps it was that aura of his. 

Jason wasn't the kind of men that had a silent danger, he wasn't dark and mysterious when you looked at him. He was unfairly handsome, and he glowed when he smiled. But his danger was loud and it burned where ever he stepped. Although he mostly did go round yelling and breaking things, he would punish any that dared to cross him and he would do it openly and ruthlessly. With a grin playing on his lips.

He was hopelessly over bearing and too entitled. And even though these days she saw the better side of him, it felt like right now she had travelled back in time. 

"You seem to worry about the strangest things Jessie. Useless things, you haven't given your answer on the Patricia situation. Considering your lack of interest I'm I safe to assume you are okay with me marrying her?" He asked "I assumed it would be a problem, but don't worry you are still the woman I love regardless." 

Jessie stare started to become hotter and darker. She hadn't felt this way in a long while, and while he just sat there with that stupid grin on his face she wanted to hit him. How dare he threaten her like that? But she didn't, wouldn't take his bait. She had a goal she would fulfill it. 

"Don't try to change the subject." She spat.

Jason grin widened at her agitated tone. "And don't avoid my question. Time is running out, I need to turn in that video." 

"Turn in the video? Turn in the video to whom?" She asked.

Jason sighed, realising his mistake, and cursing her for being too detailed. Must she pick out every single word? "It doesn't matter, the end of it all is that the public sees the video."

She scoffed. "Jerk, how dare you play me like that?" 

"What?"

"Why did you say you would listen to me, then give me such an impossible ultimatum?" She asked ruefully.

"I didn't think revenge would be an option for you. It's like you don't want to get your life back Jessie."

"Well how I'm I supposed to do that?! I made a ludicrous statement, with no proof to back up my claim, and now I'm unable to find out where that damned auction house is. I'm at a dead end" she said. "And you" she pointed at him, "you... promised to get me the location that was the reason you still remained engaged to that witch and what have you been doing?" She asked, with accusing eyes.

"Granted it was... it is not the auction house, but that video it enough to destroy Patricia." He said, his eyes narrowing on her.

"And what would I gain? How would it improve my own image? I would just be tarnishing the industry further, and par adventure I get evidence to proof my innocence. The public's faith in the entertainment industry would be too weak. No one will ever take me back." She said. 

"Hmm... how nice." He spat sacarstically. 

"What the hell do you mean?" She asked.

"You always manage to come up with excuses." 

"They are all valid reasons. And don't act like you suddenly want me to fight for my life back. If it were up to you, I would remain dead, so you can hide me in your massive manor like some rapunzel, and keep me all to yourself!" She yelled. "This is all just because, you want to distract me from the topic of your mental health."

He scoffed. 

But she continued. "Which like my other 'excuses' are valid."

"Do what you want, don't blame or hate me if I actually get married to Patricia. I'm done talking about this." He said getting up.

But she stepped in front of him blocking his path. "And I'm the stubborn one." She said.

He didn't reply her, instead he side stepped and walked out of the office, leaving her feeling neither annoyed nor happy.

Annoyed at his snotty behaviour, how dare he threaten her like that? And why was he so intent in posting that ludicrous video? Was he aware of how many innocent people would get hurt because of it? Or did he just not care.

For the first time he had been the speechless one, Ofcourse if he had more arguments to make he never would have left like that. That made her happy, if he was speechless then she was right.

Then it dawned on her... she was always the speechless one. Did that mean she was always wrong?

*****

"Patricia is here?" Paul nodded.

"So if you want to strangle her or something of the sort you can feel free." He said with a smile.

"Tempting offer for sure, but this seems... I didn't expect her to come back here after the last time." Jessie said, as she and Paul with the mountain man tagging behind them, walked to the elevator. 

"Please don't drive away my VIP customer do you know how much I make from her?" Paul looked at her with narrowed eyes. 

Jessie gave him an innocent smile. "If you wanted me to stay away you wouldn't have told me she was here. So what room is she?"

"I'll pretend I did not just here you ask me two, tell you what room one of the three most important VIPs today is staying, Four I can certainly not tell you that." He said winking.

She winked back to assure him she understood. "2134 eh?"