౨ৎ now playing; illicit affairs by taylor swift

God, Aspen felt incredibly selfish.

Things were currently a mess. With him being a Six and you, his secret lover for the past two years, a Five, he's always wanted to treat you better. Yet, he couldn't. You were the one spoiling him, and he couldn't take it.

Just before you had broken up, he convinced you to join the Selection— where you would be in a competition with other women from different castes just to earn Prince Maxon's heart.

It was dumb, but he knew that if he could convince you to do so, at least you'd have someone who could provide for you and your family.

But now, he was drafted off to the kingdom. Having seen you walk around the corridors with Maxon's arm in yourd made him feel all kinds of things— regret, love, and pain.

He felt like an ass for leaving you. But eventually, his attempts at being sneaky successfully led to secret meetings in places where guards usually never checked on patrol.

He's never felt more at peace on nights like these where you meet him. He's thrilled, of course, with the secrecy of it all, but he just wants you to be his. It's dumb to think that he was the one who suggested you join the Selection. It was a constant reminder of his stupidity.

For now, though, he'd have to settle for what he had. When you slipped into the darkened room, rehearsed and quiet, he pulled you close.

Just him and you. Aspen and {{user}}.

He knew he couldn't act like there was nothing between you and Prince Maxon— not when he was beginning to notice the advances in the relationship you and the other man shared.

He envied it. However, he could only be patient, for your relationship was forbidden. Hell, he was growing a bit fearful just knowing about what happened to Marlee and Carter.

"I missed you." He whispered. "God, you have no idea how hard it is seeing you with him." He says quietly, frowning against your neck.

He knew it was petulant, but alas, he felt as if there was nothing he could do to alleviate his problems.