I nod at Ziggler and walk down the staircase to the first floor, moving immediately to Jaxton's office. On getting to the door of the office, I put my hands in my pocket, brought out a pair of gloves I had brought with me and slipped them on; no fingerprints. No sign of my presence in his office. I slip the key immediately into the keyhole and twisted it, turning the doorknob as well. The door opens with a click and I slip in, locking the door from the inside once again. I glance at the wristwatch on my wrist; four minutes gone. I have an hour and fifty six minutes to get whatever it is I have to do here done and get out. I went for the laptop first. I'm really glad I had found an opportunity to enter Jaxton's office before now, I wouldn't have remembered to contact a hacker for his system. With how smart Jaxton is, I don't expect getting into his PC to be easy. I slip my hand into my back pocket and brougt out the chip that Percy had asked me to slip into the computer system. I fe
Jeez. I feel so hot. I stood from the bed, opened the curtain of my room and stared down at the infinity pool in the yard of the house. I twisted my mouth to the side, wondering if I should go down or not. What is the harm in that? Besides, Jaxton is not around. I have been doing my utmost best to avoid him ever since we went down to the basement to talk to Sarah. Despite that, he has been on my mind a lot. He literally lived there rent free. The other day that I had entered his office and was nearly caught, he had immediately gone to the pool after coming in. I had watched from my window, my body on fire. Every move of his hands, every twitch and clenching of his muscles had remained me of what it felt to be in those arms. I had never envied water the way I did that day. Oh, how I had wished to be the droplets of water running down his chiseled chest and hard abs. Needless to say, I had touched myself that day, all the while imagining that it was him touching me. Imagining that
I wrap my legs around Jaxton's waist, my arms going around his neck as well. He swamed a bit to the edge of the pool - with me wrapped around him like a second skin - and my bare back touched against the cold wall. I bite down on his lower lip, taking it into my mouth and sucking on it to relieve the pain I had inflicted. Jaxton groaned against my lips, his tongue darting out and flicked at my upper lips. He traced my lips with his tongue, his mouth slowly moving down to my neck. He bite down and I moaned lowly, sure of the fact that I would be spotting a hickey after we are done. He licked at the spot, soothing the pain. I groaned, the ache in-between my legs becoming more intense. I brought my lips to his ear, "I want you... Mmh... Right here." I moved my body lower, groaning when my inner thigh brushed against his hard and standing member. I bite gently on his earlobe, my tongue flicking out once again to soothe the pain. Jaxton groaned, his long, thick and warm member twitchin
I turn to Jaxton, walking towards him. I dab at my face with the towel in my hand, not bothering to cover up. I was a girl on a mission.I stood in front of Jaxton, slowly wrapping the towel around my chest. I slicked up to Jaxton and pecked his lips. I caressed his face with my fingers delicately. " Hello there," I said seductively, keeping my voice low. " Where did you disappear to?" I asked. I ran my fingers down his cheeks to his neck, moving up on my tiptoes to kiss the joint between his neck and shoulder. His hands wrapped slowly around my waist, and a triumphant smile stretches my lips." I had something to take care of," he answered, his voice hoarse with lust. I hum, continuing to nub at his neck. Jaxton's hands moves to my shoulder, and he grips it tight, moving me an inch away gently. " Are you not sore?" He asked, his face conveying his concern. I smirk at him. " I feel better now," I answer. My hands goes to the zipper of his slacks and I smile seductively. " A quicki
I stood in front of the mirror, carefully applying my make-up. I had already taken care of my hair and my clothes, and now it was time for the finishing touches. I dabbed a bit of blush on my cheeks, swept on some mascara, and applied a coat of lipstick.As I stepped back to survey my appearance, I heard the door creak open behind me. I turned to see who was there, and it's Jaxton. I looked away, turning back to look at myself in the mirror. I touched up my hair, doing my best to ignore the tug I felt towards the man standing behind me. " Are you really going to leave?" He asked from behind me." Wasn't that the agreement?" I answered back, nonchalantly.I turned to where my box is and packed in everything that was not already in it. I turned to Jaxton, raising an eyebrow at him. " The paper? I thought that's what you went to get?" I asked. Jaxton frowned. " Don't you feel..." He paused. " What?" I asked when he still says nothing after some minutes. He shakes his head. " Nothin
I was livid as I left the Mavil's corporation. Just like I thought, Zain had gotten to them while I was away. Not only had he gotten to me; he sabotaged any opportunity for me to at least lobby for the contract with him. He told them that I'm involved with a mafia gang and I was going to bring a lot of troubles to them. He had even provided evidence by showing them pictures and stuffs of I and Jaxton together. That bastard!! To think that I was going to let him be. Well, change of plans. If not for anything for what he did to Sarah, his going to become part and parcel of my revenge plan. I notice My driver glancing at me through the rear view mirror; he would look, look away and back again. " What's wrong?" I asked him. " Come on, spit it out already."He cleared his throat self-consciously. " Um, I take it the meeting didn't go well?" I sigh. " Yes, it didn't," I answered. He nodded his head. " Too bad, but you could always look for another company, you know," he suggested. "
The solemn looks that greets me as I look round the table, told me exactly what their answers. " There is still no word from him?" I asked further. " Yes," came the answer from Brian. " We think he's missing. We went to the apartment he stays at and it was obvious there had been a struggle there."Brian nudged Percy, nodding towards the Projector. Percy gave him the stink eye and I sighed. I forgot how sassy Percy can be. " Brian, could you do it, please," I advocated. " Allow Percy to concentrate on the task she has had hand."Brian nods, and gets up to do as I said. Soon, pictures were displayed on the projector screen. It was different pictures of Nutty's apartment taken from different angles. I leaned forward on my seat, concentrating on the pictures. " There is no blood?" It was a question. Despite the more than obvious signs of a struggle in the apartment, there was no single drop of blood in sight. I know they would have captured it if there was, but I had to ask to be sure
I can't believe I was hesitating. I have been wanting to get my hands on something that would implicate Jaxton; something that I could use against him but now that I had it in front of me, I couldn't bring myself to open it. I kept staring at the papers in front of me until Brian was done transferring Mr. Driver's file and disconnected the call. He thumbed through the section of the paper I had dropped in front of him and glanced at me." What am I looking out for here?" He asked. " I found that in a safe in Jaxton's office. I think it's some sort of logbook or something," I divulged. " Find his sources, be it drugs or arms. His connections in the armed forces, he has to have one to have stayed out of their reach for this long. Just find anything we can use against him," I concluded. Brian nods in understanding. He flips the pages. " I'm seeing numbers and names..."" Um, write those out on a separate book or your iPad, yeah," I instructed. " Write their connection with him, too. W
Just like yesterday, being auctioned, being sold to the Lord of the devil himself.Humiliated, rejected and life triangle accompanied with it. The feeling of self winning a life for my children. I'm the the mother who never leave all odds for survival. I fought way beyond my imagination, especially for my children and now when I thought I'm happy and self contended with my new path of life.He returned. His back.That fateful day, I was on my way to the airport when someone shouted my name and ran towards me. It was Jaxton! His eyes still hold that dark man I ever known, his pride and ego spurring at his face but something was amiss. He smiled at me with mix of fears and anxiety. He rushed and hugged me tightly, never ready to let go of my grips. I do not know what that means but something is wrong somewhere."You still smell very nicely!" He whispered to my ear and it sent cold shivers down to my spines with little mix of sexual fantasies.I remembered the old days when he could fu
“We have to elope from this city.”Jaxton was standing by the window, his hands in the pockets of his pants, his back a little hunched. I like such sights of him standing by the window of our room like a guardian watching over the universe.“This city reminds me of nothing but pain and a lot of silly things. Things I’ve done and the one other have done to me. Wicked things done for the sake of influence and power.”He pulled a cigar to his lips. I didn’t see that coming. He was holding it in the crisp of the fingers of his right hand. He wouldn’t quit smoking for anything, even in his present condition.I walked over to the window side and hugged him from behind. My lips braced his neck from behind, and my hand wrapped around his waist. Yes, the city has a lot of odd memories, and I always wish I could ever in my life find way to flee from the glare of the city, but to think of his telling me he wishes to flee the city his cartel rules at the moment, is something my mind will never t
It's been a few days since we got back from Zain's crib. Days since Zain got arrested. Days since we sent in a mountain of evidence against him in Jaxton's name. Days since the IDP sent a message to summon Jaxton back. Days since Jaxton had remained unconscious. I have practically moved into Jaxton's safehouse. I have been the one taking care of him since he was brought back here in the pool of his own blood. I gently laid Jaxton on his bed, tucking the blankets around him to keep him warm. I took a damp cloth and began to wipe the dirt and sweat from his face, careful not to wake him. As I wiped away the grime, I could see the scratches and bruises on his skin, and my heart ached for him. I found a bandage and began to redress his wounds, taking care to be gentle and thorough. As I finished tending to Jaxton's wounds, I pulled up a chair and sat by his bedside, keeping a watchful eye on him. I could see his chest rising and falling slowly, his breath coming in a steady rhyth
" Undress," Zain ordered the moment we got to his room. I stand there just mopping at him. He glares at me, impatient. " Are you daft?" I turn my back to him. " I need help to get this off." He scoffed. " Don't bother." He drew me to himself and palmed my breast through the corset. He pulled it down with his strength and my breast sprang free from their constraints. I do my best to hide my disgust as he licks his lips in anticipation. He was just about to cover my left nipples with his mouth when we heard it; a gunshot. Zain steps back from me, a confused look on his face. " Stay right here," he told me, moving to the door of his room. I listen to see if he will lock it with key, but he must have been in a hurry because I don't hear the sound of the key turning in the key hole. In your dreams. The moment his footsteps recedes, I move to his wardrobe and grab the first hoodie that I can get my hands on. Picking up a pair of scissor, I do a good job of using it to get the
" Are you sure you want to do this, Freya?" Percy asked while still helping me get dressed. I was on my way to Zain's crib. I had a talk with Sarah after my talk with Jaxton, and it turns out that her brother had helped her escape but had not been able to do himself. According to her, he was most likely being held captive in the basement of the crib. She had drawn the blueprint of the house for me in Jaxton's absence, pleading with me to please save her brother. Jaxton had wanted to wait until the day of his auction, be had gotten information that Zain would be holding a auction soon; it turned out that it was even Zain that had suggested the auction to my dad. Sarah had panicked though when I told her that we plan to wait until the auction day to raid Zain's crib. She had said something along the line of her brother not making it until then. Since I know Jaxton would not be in support if I told him, I decided to do this without him. It was going to be a covert mission and I would
Jaxton shaked his head. " It's not as easy as that, Freya."He paused before continuing. " Getting to you wouldn't have been the top priority, Freya. They were really more concerned with getting those dogs arrested than setting your free. I... I.." He took a deep breath. He looked up and the vulnerability I saw in there had me taking a step back in shock. " I just wanted to get you away from those dogs, Freya, I swear."I could feel my eyes start to well up with tears. If that had been his intentions why had he become one of them? " Funny how you got me away from the dogs and became one yourself," I accused. If I thought he had looked vulnerable before, he looked worse right now. He looked broken and I could see the gulit and shame shining in his eyes brightly. I looked away determined not to let those eyes get to me. " You took exactly what you were trying to protect and in the worst way possible." My voice cracked and tears rolled down my cheeks, some trailing into my mouth. The
I froze.No matter how much I will my feet to move and turn around, it wouldn't obey. I knew why. Not only was there supposed to be no one else here, there is also the fact that I have just a towel wrapped around my chest. Worse, that voice was very familiar. I could guess who was standing behind me, and even though I had plans to talk to him later on, he was the last person I want to see right now. I force my feet to turn around and it finally opens. I turn around slowly, my eyes meeting with the golden brown orbs staring at me from the door of the kitchen. God! That gaze, I had forgotten how it felt to be it's target. I was mesmerized and at the same vein it felt like I was being undressed under it. I resist the urge to fold my arms across my body. It would look as if I was scared of him if I did that. I stand there as his eyes moves from my head all the way to my toes. I resist the urge to squirm under his astute gaze. His eyes moves away from me to look around the kitchen, and
My eyes narrows on the big Projector screen and then My driver gasps as he recognizes the face also. I glance at him and back at the screen. " Isn't that...?" He starts. "Yes, it is," I answer, interrupting him. Sandy moves to the edge of her seat. " Isn't that the coffee shop opposite Nutty's apartment?" She asked turning to Mr. Driver. He nods in agreement, his eyes also glued to the projector screen. " I knew it would have to be him," Brian chips in. " He must have realized that Nutty is poking around his business."" Does it mean that he was getting too close to the truth then?" Percy asked, glancing at me. " If he wasn't a undercover agent, I'm sure he wouldn't have mind as that would even be to his advantage. For him to want to silence Nutty, I think he might really be an undercover agent."My head was railing. I think I need another cup of coffee to be able to process this information. I stand from my seat and make my way to the refreshment table. I poured another cup of co
We had spent the whole of yesterday and the next gathering a lot of information. While Percy had been able to get us information on Zain, there were still some questions that I wanted answered. I think Sarah would be able to answer them. It was looking like she has been with Zain for a long while now, the information she has on that chip dates back to a long time ago, too. Sandy and my driver had spent the whole of the two days getting their hands on all of the CCTV cameras along the roads that leads to Nutty's apartment, and I have them in front of me right now, waiting to be attended to. They had gotten the dashcam, too but have been unable to get the cloth, apparently the police had done a good job of sweeping the apartment for evidence. According to Sandy and my driver, who I'm really impressed with by the way, there had been someone wanting for them at the apartment's garage. Apparently, whoever had taken Nutty, had used his car as bait to see who Nutty was working for. They