Dhalia POV My hands start unfastening his shirt as he lifts the dress from my body. His lips trail down my neck, his body warm and solid against mine. “Hey.” Jax’s voice interrupts us, and Blake groans, lowering his head in frustration. I chuckle, turning to see Jax standing in the doorway. “Just making sure you remember tomorrow morning, and the importance of it. So don’t keep her up all night.” “I remember, Jax. Don’t worry,” Blake mutters, and I hear the door shut. I hadn’t even noticed it open. Why do I need sleep, and why is Blake not allowed to keep me up all night? I find it amusing that we're being told what to do. Sure, they are right; I should sleep. Still, it's not like they make us aware that we need to sleep. “So what’s that about?” I ask, knowing it must have something to do with me. If it didn’t, Jax wouldn’t have said not to keep me up all night. “Your stepdad. We’ll talk about it tomorrow,” Blake says, his expression serious, clearly signalling that he doesn’t w
Jax POV When I wake up, Dhalia and Blake are nowhere to be found. The first thing I think is that I’ve slept in. We’re supposed to be talking to Dhalia about her stepdad today, and I know after that conversation, she’ll probably want some space. I head to my room, shower, and get dressed before making my way to the kitchen. As I walk in, I see them at the table, quietly eating breakfast. The room feels oddly subdued, like everyone’s waiting for the right moment to speak. Dhalia is once again buried in a book while eating, and I know they’re finishing up her room today. We’ve ordered a ton of books for her—she deserves to have a personal library. I get lost in my thoughts while eating, and before I realize it, Chase nudges me. “Sweetness,” he says, drawing my attention to Dhalia. She looks up from her book, setting it aside. “What’s so important that we need to talk about him?” she asks, looking at us with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. “He’s disappeared, or at least that’s
Jax POV Harold is getting on my last nerve. Does he not realise, essentially, the houses, apartments, money, cars, and everything else are hers? Give it a few months, and she will own his ass even if he doesn't like the way she does things. I open my mouth to argue and stand up for Dhalia, but she takes the lead. “Business? You said they were personal, rarely used. So where’s the damage in allowing someone to stay in them for a few months until they get back on their feet?” She's not stupid, and he's going to have a hard time trying to make her roll over and follow the rules her stepdad had put into place. Harold shakes his head. “Because that’s not how it works, or how he did things.” He's pissing me off right now. “Well, it’s how it works now. Do you have an issue with it? As we don’t, and it’s her choice, so how can you refuse? You wouldn’t refuse if she wanted to demolish them, so you can’t refuse to let her give the space to others.” I’m enjoying this. Harold thought he coul
Dhalia POVJax and Blake head out, leaving me alone in this amazing room with Chase. I’m overwhelmed as I take in every detail. The space is nothing short of magical, and I’m not sure where to begin. The sight of the bookshelves alone is enough to make my heart race. Each shelf is meticulously organised, and as I scan them, I see countless titles I’ve always wanted to read but never had the chance to buy. And then there are books I’ve never even heard of, their spines there telling me that something amazing awaits inside of them.A smile creeps onto my face as I notice the careful arrangement. The books are organised into categories that reveal an understanding of my interests I never thought anyone could possess. I glance at Chase, whose playful grin matches my own.“We figured we would organise it for you,” Chase says, his tone light-hearted as he gestures towards the shelves. “Here’s your alien collection. Over here, we’ve got your ghosts, demons, and other supernatural stuff. And
Dhalia POV Blake pulls me to him and begins to remove my clothes as I remove his. My mouth nibbles at his neck, kissing, licking and nipping at the flesh. He groans and pulls me closer, his cock already hard. My hand wraps around his dick, slowly stroking along it. I feel like I'm crazy for doing this, but it feels so right, and perfect as well. Sure, people will see it was wrong, but we don't care. Kissing down his body, I stop at his cock, my tongue licking along it before swirling around the tip. I want to tease him for a bit first rather than giving in entirely at the start and giving him everything. So I suck against his cock, before my mouth pops off it. "Fuck, Angel..." he groans, raising his hips as I continue to tease him. "Don't fuck-Ing taunt!" His groans get louder as I taunt him more. "Please!" He said it so nicely, so desperately, that I gave up on teasing and taunting him. Reaching to the side of the bed, I grab the toy. I fasten it on, sliding one side into my puss
Dhalia POV After eating, I found myself with more energy than before. Which sucks as I was ready to go to bed. Jax and Blake are currently messing around. I say, messing around, but Blake is more taunting him to get a punishment. It’s nice to see, and it reminds me of at the start. “I’m going to finish my book,” I jump up and walk off. I could have fallen asleep earlier, now though? I’ve got too much energy. Grabbing the book I sit down and begin reading it. About ten minutes later, the movement of the door has me turning to it. Chase walks in with a smile. “So, I found a book.” Really? “You found a smut book that involves a frickin unicorn?” He nods. “I did very well, thank you.” Wait, no! “Pink unicorn, it has to be a pink unicorn.” I watch as he sighs and sits beside me. “Pink is impossible! I have searched and I can’t find it!” His outburst has me laughing. “How about a human-unicorn that’s pink? I found one of them.” “No, it’s a pink unicorn, not half and half Chase. So y
Dhalia POV His words float around in my mind. He should have told Jax and Blake, then maybe they would understand the whole issue he has. Something tells me after he does something with them, it brings back what happened with his father. I fight to figure out what to say to him, other than he should tell Jax and Blake. “Do they know any truth in what happened?” I stroke along the scar. “No, I thought them believing it sent me over the edge would stop them from doing anything. It did, but part of me still craved them. Which of course Jax noticed, and made it happen.” “You need to tell Jax the truth.” After everything, he still believes that Chase runs because he’s repulsed. “Jax can’t know. He will blame himself for what my father did.” He’s not wrong, Jax will blame himself to some degree. “What happens if he finds out the truth, Chase? Then how will he feel? Knowing that you kept on lying to him?” “He can’t find out, only we know.” I laugh. “So every man there that day is dea
Jax POVI watch as she walks towards us, the dress is stunning, long and golden. She stops in front of me and smiles."If they don't hurry, we will be late," she glares towards the door."Leave them alone Sweetness, they were having some fun before getting ready." We both laugh and I wrap my arms around her. A lot has changed in the past three months, a lot of her stepdads businesses are now fully hers. Although we take care of a lot of them.She wasn't comfortable taking over the strip clubs, bars, and such. So we sort a lot of it out for her. She straightens my tie and I chuckle. Her arms wrap around my neck and she reaches on her toes to kiss my lips."I love you Sweetness," I whisper as I wrap my arms around her and pull her closer. My mind goes back, and I begin to wonder if we would ever have found her had Carl not set her up? It's scary to consider that, to consider where she would have been.Justin's plan was to do what Carl had once she returned to him, so would she still be