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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 was oddly quiet, and that made Jason suspicious about what was going in the mind of the beauty sitting in front of him. It was still a wonder to him how Nyx managed to look so effortlessly gorgeous every time he had seen her. At times, he was grateful that he was the only one who had worshipped her body like the Goddess she is, the only man who has felt what it is like to be inside of her.
Jason knew that he had crossed the line they had drawn for each other when their fling started, the way he grew possessive when any other man touched her and the mere mention of Noah made him burst with anger. He couldn't control it - Nyx had left him bewitched.
But no matter how he tried to forget her, he ended him making more memories with her. How could he ever forget the taste of her lips? The beautiful smile she gave him when he made her glad? The sweet sound of her laugh?
How?
When he tried to get away from her, the universe would pull them right back next to each other. Like this photoshoot.
Even though he could have refused Julie's offer, his father didn't allow him to do so. Jason is aware of his 'meetings' with Nyx's father, Mr. Knight, and it is easy for him to infer that they might be talking about uniting their empires. Although he knew that Nyx wasn't the type of girl to agree to an arranged marriage, he wished she would give him a chance.
And he was afraid why he thought that.
"Why are you so silent?" Jason asks, not able to bear her quietness any longer.
Nyx turned to face Jason who was seated just opposite her on the airplane seat. The clouds swimming in the sky outside did entertain her, but they could never distract her from the handsome man. Her mind tortured her from the thoughts of Zion but there was something new.
She felt like giving up on him, even though she vowed she never will.
His words hurt her. After so many years of being together, she hoped that he would understand her. But it seemed that he couldn't see past her money - just like the others did.
And she thought he was different.
"Nothing much, Jace. Just how much it sucks to be an elite. But at the same time, I don't want to feel ashamed of the money and the opportunities we have because many people in this world don't. I just wish that I was told long ago that the power that came with being a Knight came with a deadly cost," she sighs and says.
No matter the complexity of their relationship, Nyx always found it easy to talk to Jason. Perhaps if she didn't adore Zion, she would have given him a chance. She can try to deny it as much as she can, but the little arrangement they had turned into something else - something more.
Her definition of love was now threatened because when if she loved Zion, then what was she felt for Jason?
Jason stared at Nyx for a while. He didn't know what to do, since he was bad at comforting. What she said was absolutely true - the world might think that they are the most powerful among the elites, but what they didn't know that they were a mere pawn in a horrendous game of power.
He put down his glass of champagne on the table in front of him. His private jet was lavish, with an extravagant interior and a design that could make the jaw drop. He was particularly proud of this buy of his, not only it was equipped with two master bedrooms that had personal washrooms attached to them, an area for them to drink and play pool, and mouth-watering dishes being prepared especially for them, it was a sight to behold.
And one of the things that his father didn't pay for.
The thing he bought on his own for himself.
It wasn't that Jason loathed his father, in fact, he had a respectful relationship with his parents. It was just that being the sole heir of a billionaire had its immense pressure and sometimes his father forgot his own role in his son's life. Not to mention, the constant mingling with Jason's life. It was rather irritating.
Jason got up and walked towards Nyx.
He extended his hand to her, which she held onto without any questions. She trusted him enough to believe that he will only do good for her.
"Bring a bottle of champagne to my room," he ordered the air hostess as he leads Nyx away to his room on the plane. He didn't even plan on making her sleep in the other room, there was no way he was going to lose the chance of having her in his arms.
When they entered the room, he closed the door behind him.
"I don't know how to solve your problems. All I could do is make you feel good," he says.
Nyx stares at him in confusion. What was he thinking?
"I am not going to fuck you when an air hostess is just outside the door. You know I like it when you scream, Nyx. And there is no way I am going to let anyone besides me hear you like that," he whispers, dangerously close to her.
Nyx could feel her face turning red as she heard those words, Jason always had an effect on her no matter what he did.
"Then how do you plan on making me feel good?" she whispers back, their faces close and eyes staring into each other.
"Well, you are in my presence. I am sure that some alcohol, ice cream, and champagne can make you feel out of the world. Now, go and shower," he tells her.
For some reason, she liked Jason ordering her around for the moment. At normal times, she didn't like anyone bossing her around, even Jason, but the side of Jason who got bossy when he took care of her always made her delighted. He cared for her, and she adored it.
Nyx entered the washroom, took off her clothes, and jumped straight into the warm shower. She had no idea as to how there was warm water on a plane, but she was glad there was.
But when Jason heard the water hit the floor, he couldn't resist it anymore. The image of Nyx bathing under the water didn't leave his mind and his body carried him into the washroom.
Nyx wasn't surprised when the washroom door opened and Jason walked in. She continued to clean herself as she heard his clothes hit the ground. When she felt his hand on her hips, she turned to face him.
Jason didn't hesitate to pull her closer. His lips landed on hers like they belonged there. With her and her alone. Nyx found her kissing him back without any hesitation, as she released a satisfied sigh.
"Fuck the world, Nyx. This week is about you and well, me. So, let's enjoy it while it still lasts," he whispered against her lips. Jason knew that he was posing as a distraction to her, but if that meant spending some time more with her, he would do it without thinking twice.
And she wanted to forget, she wanted to get lost in him.
So, she did it.
Wrapping her hands around his neck, she pulled his lips back to hers.
This man was everything she needed right now.
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