Jasper Quirk

"We need to get going," one said in a low growl as he came up beside me. "Not playing with some toy at the bath house. There's plenty of things to play with at the party."
"I don't know," the other one responded loud enough for everyone to hear. "This toy is nice to look at."
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Vasilia came from humble origins, and she craved to be more in life, what she never expected was, to climb so high, taken by four powerful and corrupted sinners.
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I couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of my lips. Perhaps I was finally losing my mind or maybe the heat was just getting to me. Crazy or not though, it didn’t matter. These men were nobles, powerful men with pull and sway. Getting close to them was my potential foot in the door to the life of the rich and the powerful.
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The 4 Faces of Corruption is the work of Jasper Quirk, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The 4 Faces of Corruption

Deimos took up the entire doorway with his presence. He filled the room just by breathing. And, the way he looked at Kyros in this moment broke my heart to bear witness to it.


I looked from Deimos to Kyros as I struggled to find the words I so desperately wished to speak. Alas, I could not.


"What are you asking?" Kyros asked as he sat up a little straighter.


Deimos' eyes flicked to me and then back to Kyros. They seemed to scream with a silent plea; one that I could not decipher. I held a breath in my lungs as I watched the two men have a silent conversation that I was not privy to.


"I'm no fool, Kyros. I know what you both did." His gaze met mine and held it. "I know how she tore her stitches."


"And you think I should share?" I felt the color drain from me as I listened to them haggle over me as if I were some household item.


Chapter 21: Flowers and Messy Sheets