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

I sat beneath the shaded statue and looked up at her. She was gorgeous, but I couldn't tell which of the Goddesses she was supposed to be. There was no name on the base of the statue, not even of the artist. As I stared at her kind face, I felt a sense of calm wash over me and closed my eyes. A warm breeze rustled a nearby tree before it whipped around me and I opened my eyes to see Kyros standing there.


His face was pinched and hard. "Is everything okay?"


"I'm taking you out, come get dressed." A command, no room for argument.


"Are we going to the marketplace again?" I asked with what I hoped was a neutral tone. As much as I wanted to see something beyond the walls of the villa, I wasn't sure that I could endure another shopping trip so soon.


His face relaxed a bit and I saw the faintest hint of a smile. "Would that be so bad?"


I shook my head. "Not at all." I tried to be convincing. 


Chapter 38: Promises