Forgiveness

The next day I woke up bright and early, the sun streaming through my window. I stretched lazily before getting up and heading to the bathroom. I took a quick shower, being careful to avoid getting my new tattoo wet. Even though I may have hated it, I knew I needed to take care of it.

After applying some balm to the tattoo, I made my way downstairs to have breakfast with my family. Despite my inner turmoil and the tension with Jason, I put on a brave face and acted as if everything was normal. Life goes on, right?

After breakfast, I kissed my mom on the cheek and made my way out of the house. I decided to treat myself to a day at the spa, hoping that some relaxation would help clear my mind. I indulged in a full body massage with hot stones, followed by a series of mud baths. The soothing treatments helped ease the tension in my muscles and calm my racing thoughts.

As I was getting ready to leave the spa, I saw Jason waiting for me at the reception. My heart sank when I realized he had followed me. I rolled my eyes and attempted to walk past him, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me into a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry, baby," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "I can't share you with Sebastian and Nathan. I had to mark you."

I tried to push him away, but he was stronger than me. His words hit me like a punch to the gut. I knew Jason had feelings for me, and even though I loved him you, I had made it clear that I was in a relationship with Sebastian. I was caught off guard by his sudden confession.

"I want you to be mine, to belong to me," Jason continued. "Yes, we can still include Sebastian and Nathan whenever you want, but I want you to belong to me."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to process his words. I couldn't deny that I had feelings for Jason, but what we had was already so complicated. I felt torn between two men who both held a piece of my heart.

"You know I'm with Sebastian," I finally managed to say. "I have never lied to you. Why are you doing this now? We agreed to have matching tattoos, but why did you trick me into having your name written on my... on my..." I couldn't bring myself to say the word out loud.

Jason took my hand and led me to the restroom. My heart raced as I wondered what he was up to. He pulled down his pants, and I tried to stop him, but he shook his head, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Relax," he said softly.

I watched in disbelief as he turned around, revealing a tattoo with my name, "Aria," inked on his skin. Next to it was a small heart, a simple yet meaningful gesture.

Tears streamed down my cheeks when I realized the depth of Jason's feelings for me. Despite his impulsive actions and questionable decisions, I could see the sincerity in his eyes. A part of me wanted to push him away, to stick to my original plan and focus on my relationship with Sebastian. But another part of me longed for the passion and intensity that Jason brought into my life.

As I looked into his eyes, I knew that I was standing at a crossroads. I had a choice to make, a decision that would change the course of my life. And in that moment, my heart spoke louder than my mind. I took a deep breath and reached out to Jason, pulling him into a tender embrace.

"I love you," I whispered, my voice filled with raw emotion. "I love you, Jason."

I found myself piling closer to him and kissing him deeply, not caring that we were in a public space.

Jason looked at me with a mix of surprise and relief, as if he couldn’t believe that I had forgiven him. He gently took my hand and whispered, “Come on, I need to show you something.” Without hesitation, I followed him out of the spa and to my car.

He asked me to follow him as we drove through the city, eventually arriving at a beautiful penthouse with a private lift. I was stunned as he led me inside and said, “This is my new place.” I couldn’t believe what I was seeing – the luxurious furnishings, the breathtaking view of the city below, I wondered how many places he had in secret.

As I stood there in awe, Jason pulled me closer and whispered, “We can always come here whenever we want to have sex, just the two of us.” My heart raced at the thought of being with him in this intimate setting, away from prying eyes.

I knew deep down that it was wrong to continue hiding our relationship from Sebastian. I knew I had to come clean, especially with the evidence of the tattoo on my pussy, it was going to be very hard to hide it.