Chapter 8 – Scarlett POV (Three Months Before Best Auto)
From the very beginning, Jason was my first target.
You might ask why. He hurt me the least compared to the others. He never hit me, never laughed the loudest. But his silence, his way of just watching without ever stopping them—that made me hate him even more.
Why? Because he could have done something.
For years, I searched for all of them. Liam. Sharon. Lana. Jason. I studied their lives, their habits, their secrets. Today, I know everything.
And it starts with Jason. N°1 to fall.
🎉 Confetti, please. 🎉
I heard that Jason often goes to one of the most famous nightclubs in San Francisco.
So, I put on my best black dress, high heels, and perfect makeup.
And I went to find him.
When I stepped inside, the music was deafening, the lights flashing in hypnotic waves. And there he was.
My heart pounded. He was the first of the Hell Kings and Queens I would talk to after ten years.
Jason Caldwell.
Tall. Muscular. That deep brown hair, those piercing blue eyes. He could easily be a Hollywood actor.
Oh god, why did I just think that?
Wake up, Scarlett. Your plan starts now.
I took a step forward, ready to play my part. But before I could reach him… he noticed me.
And he came to me.
— Hey, beautiful. I'm Jason Caldwell.
I froze for a second. A second too long.
Then I forced a smile.
— I'm Letty. Letty Prescar Scott.
AKA Scarlett Prescott.
He smiled. And that smile…
No. Not again. Focus.
That night, we talked. We laughed. He was funny. Charming, even. Scarlett, stop smiling.
And then… we kissed.
And we didn't stop seeing each other after that.
Yeah, we've been together for three months now.
But to him, I'm Letty. Not Scarlett.
My plan is working.
It's on fire.
Maybe even too easy…
But that night, when we kissed for the first time, I felt something I wasn't prepared for.
Warmth. Security.
No. Don't forget, Scarlett.
He is one of them.
And when he finds out who I really am, he'll throw me away like garbage.