7 7.Me or you.

Jessie gave up and gave in to her fate. It was difficult to not argue but if she really was going to be trapped in this penthouse then she'd need basic necessities so she had to be good. Biting her lip she refrained from saying anymore to Jason. If her calculation was correct she was supposed to get her period this week, and she needed tampons. He had to get her tampons so she would be good, until then she would nod and smile at him.

"You realize that smiling at me won't get you any brownie points, right?" Jason said.

"No?" Jessie grinned. "Well a girl can try right?"

Jason shook his head and walked back into his apartment, to answer the door when the bell rang. Jessie was immediately alert, this is it. She could tell whoever was at the door that she was kidnapped and held aganist her will. She walked into the house as well, moving quickly. She was almost to the door and Jason when he turned around.

"Remember, you'll behave. And if you still want to remain stubborn and try to escape, make sure you succeed. Because Jessie if you don't, don't blame me for the consequences." He said with a wicked grin.

He is smiling?! Jessie thought. Nothing in her life puzzled and terrified her like this look he was giving her right now. It felt like he was challenging her to try and run away. She froze and stood still as the delivery guy worked in with some Chinese. He also dropped a box of what Jessie assumed was cake. And just as he came in, he left as well. She on the otherhand stood rooted to the spot, with Jason grinning at her.

"Wow, Jess. I'm quite surprised, you didn't misbehave." He said as the delivery man left.

"I didn't do it because you threatened me, I didn't try to escape because it's not the right time." She lied. "Don't even think for a moment I'm scared of you, because I'm not."

He laughed, shutting the door and walking over to her. "Who are you trying to convince? Me or you?"

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Jonathan Kang stood in front of his father mansion. He could not believe that the man that had banished his mother and himself for twenty years suddenly decided he wanted him back.

A man in a black suit that almost seemed more elegant than his walked over to him, the man stood tall at about a 6'4 but as he came closer it was obvious, Jonathan still towered over him.

"Can I help you sir?" The man asked as he was just staring at the gate.

"Yeah I'm here to see the Chairman." Jonathan said.

"And who can I say you are?"

"Tell him his exile is back." He replied.

The man gave him a puzzled look but repeated his statement into the earpiece in his ear. Almost immediately the gate buzzed open and he was led in. He was familiar with the house, he knew the blueprint by heart even, he studied it in college. His professor never stopped praising the architecture, he knew the crooks and cranies but it was his first time seeing it in person.

The was a lot of space, the entrance alone had a waterfall in the shape of a fish, and it was glass. He had never seen a glass fountain, the grass seemed unreal and photoshopped. Statues and headlights were scattered around the place and the ground was marbled. Why marble was outside and not inside he could not understand or maybe it wasn't marbled flooring. He'd had seen this type of flooring once in his life and even then he knew it was more money than his brain could put together. Despite the shine it wasn't slippery, intact the floor looked wet but wasn't.

Then the mansion, it stood as tall as a castle but instead of the old bricks and towering gargoyles, there was glass and bulbs. He had never seen a modern house like this. The architecture was crazy, no wonder he had studied this house, his father's house in college.

He should hate this cold, heartless man that didn't think of anyone else but himself. He only wanted someone around him when the person was useful for him. All his life his half brother was in the spotlight, heir to the family fortune. He on the other hand was hidden away like some social pariah, because he was illegitimate, like some spare. But instead he was eager to meet his father. His mother adored the man and always covered up for him, he had no idea why. This man sent them away and lived a happy life with his family but she raised him to love his father regardless. And now about to meet the man that had been the greatest pain and longing in his life, yet he was eager. The irony of things.

As he past by the throngs of servants and maids, through the luxury he also had a right to enjoy but never did he finally stood in front of the man that he called father.

"I assume you are Jonathan Kang? My son." The chairman smiled.

He looked a lot like his half brother, they had the same hair, build and eyes. Maybe that's why he kept Jason and not him.

"Nice to see you again dad."

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Tossing and turning did nothing to ease the gnawing pain eating up Jessie's stomach. She tried everything, pillow under her back, kneeling with the pillow beneath her stomach, nothing worked. She couldn't get a single relief, she silently cursed herself for indulging in the cake. She barely sniffed cakes before but all off a sudden when Jason made a funny joke about her abstinence from the sweet dish she felt the need to prove him wrong. And now she was paying the consequences. She realized now more than ever, the importance of staying away from sugar. She had done so before in respect to maintaining her strict diet but now, experiencing this pain, she knew that it was a no go area.

She got up from her bed and walked, bent over to the door. If this was any indication she needed supplies right away. Jason's deal will just have to wait.

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Jonathan laid on the king sized bed in his apparently new suite. His father has assigned the entire floor to him. Trying to take his mind off all the things they had discussed earlier in the day he turned of the television. Smiling at the ease of access as everything was voice controlled in the mansion. The news was the same as the previous days. The missing actress Jessie Marin. It was too sad, honestly he was huge fan, the news says it might have been a kidnapping, but Jonathan couldn't understand why anyone would kidnap such a strong personality. If anything the person was asking for trouble, everybody would be on the look out for her, 'the nation's goddess'. He shook his head at the absurdity of this world. She suddenly seemed a whole lot human now, the fact that she was able to get into such a situation was unbelievable.

Time flew by and the television was filled with images of Jessie Marin sudden disappearance and slowly Jonathan drifted in to a dreamless slumber.

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"What do you mean he's here?" Jason asked.

"He arrived this afternoon sir, the chairman sent for him." The voice from his telephone said.

Jason sighed and paced his bedroom. His father was unbelievable, what kind of joke was this supposed to be?

"Look keep me posted about everything, even down to the time he eats his meals, let me know about everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah sure sir."

He threw his phone against the wall and it shattered, that would be the seventh this month. He didn't care, he was so mad. Did his father really think bringing his bastard brother back from wherever the hell he was living was going to make him scared, the old man got another thing coming.

He finally went to lay on his bed, trying to catch some sleep, and as his eyes were about to shut after what felt like forever, he heard Jessie scream his name.

Whatever sleep was coming was definitely gone with the banging. He has no idea what she was doing but he hoped she was aware that this was not in any way, behaving.

Walking to the door he flung the door open. Looking down at her crouching frame she looked small and pale.

Jessie struggled to stand up when the wooden frame she was banging on was replaced by feet. Unable to stand straight she was slightly bent and her right hand clutching very tightly to her stomach while she used the wall to support her.

"What the hell do you want?" Jason spat.

"I need tampons."