Jason's eyes snapped open, and he sat up with a start, his heart racing.He saw Scar standing over him, a bucket in hand, and a smirk on his face."What the...!" Jason exclaimed, wiping the water from his face.His eyesight was still a little dim because he just woke up."Time to wake up, little cousin," Scar said, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "We have a busy day ahead of us.""Busy?" Jason said softly trying to process the world around him.He promised to stay awake but he didn't even know when he slept off."Oh don't act so surprised." Scar smiled then he leaned forward with his hand on his knees."In this house, you are no longer the young master of the jabs. Let that information sink into your head."Jason's mind raced as he quickly scrambled out of bed. His face grew into a frown.He couldn't believe Scar dared to splash water on him after what had happened the night before.This man was just trying to give him a slow and painful death.Probably drives him over the edge t
"Fuck you." Jason groaned."I wanted to do this the easy way but it seems you prefer it hard," Scar said, then he launched the wipe on Jason's back.*****Sullivan felt the sunlight hit his face, and he popped his eyes open.After his confrontation with his wife, Sullivan stayed up in his study. He didn't know how he was going to face Erica because she was still mad at him. His eyes darted to the desk around him and he noticed it was still piled up with reports from John. His eyes narrowed to the photo in front of him. It was a photo of Jason's grandparents. His mind suddenly raced to what John said the previous night after Erica left. LAST NIGHT "We've got another lead on the shooters, Sullivan. But it's not what you think. It's not someone close, someone we never suspected." John said firmly. Sullivan raced at the possibility of who the person might be.His best guess was Mrs Martin but John was beginning to make him have second thoughts. "It's Jason's mother's grandparents
"General," John yelled at the lifeless body of Sullivan. John reached forward to touch him and his eyes widened in shock when he felt his temperature and he was burying up. The door to Sullivan's study opened and Lady Erica strode inside. She gasped because this was not what she was expecting. "Lady Erica, thank God you are here," John said in relief. "John what happened, what's wrong with him," Erica asked rushing to him. She grabbed his face turning it sideways. "Sullivan, please answer me." She said almost in tears. "What did you do to him." She broke down. "How could you let this happen." She yelled."Lady Erica, please calm down. We were talking a few minutes ago and he just collapsed " John said. "What were you talking about?" Erica's gaze narrowed.The question took John aback.He was hesitant to speak, unsure how much to reveal. "Just...general things. Nothing that would cause him to collapse like this."Erica's eyes flashed with skepticism, but she turned back to Su
"What did you just say?" Erica shot him a glance.Sullivan's muscles tensed up. He worriedly turned toward John and Doctor Lee. "Did I say that aloud?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.The way they return his gaze with an amused expression just confirms his suspicion."So you're saying I'm weighing you down. That's why you fell ill." Erica frowned."That's not it." Sullivan exhaled.Hypothetically, she was because, after the confrontation they had yesterday, he barely slept.He just kept replaying the scenario in his head till daybreak.Plus the burden of the secret he was keeping was starting to eat him up."Then what is it because I know what I heard.""Humph," Erica frowned turning her face away.Before the bickering starts getting intense Doctor Lee steps in.He cleared his throat so he could get their attention."Ah, General, I think we've gotten a bit off track here," Dr. Lee said, a hint of amusement still in his voice. "Let's focus on getting you rested and recov
Sullivan's eyes widened in surprise, realizing Erica had locked him in. He tried the door again, but it refused to budge. He let out a frustrated sigh and slumped against the door, feeling trapped.Meanwhile, Erica was leaning by the side of the door chuckling.Just then, he heard Erica's voice outside the door, "I knew you'd try something like that, Sullivan. Don't worry, I'll be back with your food. Just rest and don't try to escape again."Sullivan's face turned red with embarrassment and frustration. He couldn't believe Erica had outsmarted him. He slid down the door and sat on the floor, feeling defeated."I can't believe you locked me in!" Sullivan exclaimed, his voice muffled by the door."I can't believe you tried to escape!" "You need to rest, Sullivan. Don't make me come in there and force you back into bed." Erica replied, her voice firm but amused. "Fine. But can you at least make it quickly?" Sullivan sighed, knowing he was beaten. I'm starving." He said in a tone.
Erica's face turned bright red as she playfully pushed Sullivan's chest. "God, you are such a perv." she chuckled. "You're still recovering so don't even think about it." She says firmly."You know what would make me recover faster." He smirked."What is it?" She asked.He has a playful smile on his life then his eyes lit up with amusement."Fucking you from behind then hearing moan my name begging me for more." "Christ! Sullivan where did you learn such words from." Erica laughed."I'm just expressing what I want." He shrugged."How would sex make you recover faster." She asked.Sullivan smirked then he placed a hand over his eyes."You have no idea." He said."That is absurd" Erica laughed and shook her head. "You're something else. You're still recovering from a serious injury and all you can think about is sex."Sullivan chuckled and pulled his hand away from his eyes.He pulled her closer to himself then he stared into her eyes. "Hey, it's a proven fact that sex can help wit
"If I tell you now, where is the fun in it?" Jason watched Scar with a stern gaze as he moved closer to me.He spun around with his back pressed on the table.Scar narrowed his eyes, with a smirk.He grabbed Jason's chin, tilting his head to the side."Such a fine face, it will be a shame to ruin it because of your stubbornness."He pressed on the sore close to his lips and Jason's eyes reddened with pain but he refused to show it.He didn't want to give Scar any more reason to gloat in his sorrow.Scar took his hands and then placed a balm on it."This should help with the pain." He said.He pushed his hands into his pocket before he strode out of the room.Jason stared at the palm of his hands with confusion.Didn't Scar want him dead, he thought?After applying the balm to his wound he felt incredibly tired and hungry so he decided to sleep.He hoped when he woke up, it was all a nightmare.Jason felt a hand and shook his body slightly.He flickered his eyes open to see a lady wit
Scar chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You see, Jason, I've been watching you for a while now. And I must say, I'm impressed. You have spirit. But that spirit will be your downfall if you don't learn to control it." Jason snorted, his eyes rolling in disgust. "And you're the one to teach me, I suppose?" Scar nodded, his smile growing wider. "Yes, I am. You see, Jason, I have a bit of a reputation. For being able to... break people. To make them see things my way." Jason's eyes narrowed, his heart racing with fear. He knew he had to be careful, and had to keep his wits about him. "And what makes you think I need to be broken?" he asked, his voice firm. Scar shrugged, his shoulders rising and falling in a fluid motion. "Oh, I think you do. You see, Jason, you have a bit of a problem with authority. You don't like to be told what to do. And that's a problem because I need you to do something for me." Jason's eyes locked on Scar's, his mind racing with an