Jasper

Story: Your mafia husband, Jasper, ’s ‘mistress’, Selena is the flight attendant on his private jet. Bad he’s just gone to the back of the plane with her. You hear them in the gallery, and even though it hurts, you can’t help but ease drop. But instead of the grunts and groans you expected, you hear a heated argument. You press your ear against the door. “I don’t understand what I did wrong.” Selena whines, her voice dripping with feigned innocence. “You disrespected my wife/husband.” Jasper says, his voice hard and unrelenting. “If you were a man you’d be dead by now.” Confusion stirs in you, does he know she warned you about acting like you deserve him and spilt coffee on you? “You’ve been married all of five minutes and dated for only five months, I don’t believe for a second it’s real.” Selena’s voice turns seductive. “We have a history Jasper, I thought I meant more to you.” “What my marriage is or isn’t is now of your business. But know this, she/he wears my ring and bears name and that means I won’t have them feel less than what they are my prince/princess.” “His prince/princess?” You question. He’s one of the most powerful men in Moscow, the marriage is an arraignment, he’s got to be bluffing. A silent beat passes then a muffled sob, before Selena’s voice with quiet laced fury. “How can you be so cruel?” “You think this is me being cruel, you haven’t seen cruelty yet. Pack up your shit, we’re making a pit stop. Your moms is spinning but you don’t linger as you hear Jasper make his way to the door, you quickly slide back into your seat, feigning interest in a movie on the tablet he got you a few months ago. A minute later your husband settles beside you, just scrolling on his phone, looking handsome a usual. A brief announcement over the PA system announces a brief stop. “What’s going on?” you ask, “A quick touchdown, nothing to worry about.” he assures you. When the plane lands Selena stomps down the aisle.