Jaxton's groan reverberated through the room, his hips jerking clumsily into my vagina as he spilled the remaining of his load in me. He collapsed on me, his body weight squashing me to the bed. He kissed my shoulders and neck and then he pulled out of me, rolling to the other side of the bed. I was freaking angry about the fact that he had cum in me, even though he knew he was not wearing protection. He did this the exactly same thing the first time we had sex, and I ended up pregnant. With Sextuplets!I wanted to speak up, admonish him and give him a little piece of my mind; but I just had three consecutive really good orgasms and I was drained. My eyelids were already dropping close on their own accord and I could do nothing to stop them. The last thing I remember was Jaxton pulling me to his chest and kissing my hair, before I went off to the land of sleep. *******My eyes fluttered open to a soft morning light streaming through the windows of a large luxurious-looking but unf
Jaxton doesn't look up immediately I took the phone from him. He seems to be trying to stay calm, because he kept taking deep breaths in. I rolled my eyes, not caring one bit whether he was livid or not. The effontery to try to mess my life up again. " Get this straight, Mr. Mafia lord," I began, and Jaxton looked up at me slowly. " What happened between us last night is called, ' a one night stand'," I used air quotations mark around the four words. " No calling of stupid names, and no unnecessary gestures. We are both grown ass adults; we wanted to fuck each other and we did. End of adventure," I concluded. "Actually, I think it's time I took my leave; you have kept me prisoner here long enough, don't you think."It was no question, it was a statement. I notice that his jaw was clenched tight, his lips pressed into a thin line. His eyes were narrowed, and his brows furrowed. He was clearly struggling to control his emotions, and his whole body seemed tense. There was restrain i
I turned to the door alarmed at Jaxton's words. My eyes widened and as if in slow motion, the doorknob of my bedroom door twisted just as I quickly reached down to grab the bathrobe I had allowed to pool at my feet.I was still halfway back up with the bathrobe, when the door opend and Jaxton stepped into the room. He stopped the moment he saw me, his eyes roaming my half naked body. I was clad in only my bra and a thong, which did little to nothing to hide my mound from his eyes. I glared daggers at him as I quickly covered myself with the bathrobe. " What the fuck? Have you never heard of what they call ' permission'?" I query. " Why would you enter someone's room without their permission, and especially since you know very well that the person in question is getting dressed?"I was fuming, my face contorting with anger, but he had a look that asked, 'What is the big fuss for?' He looked from my head to my toe, a smirk suddenly gracing his face. " I don't see what this all fuse an
I followed closely behind Isa, as she lead the way to Jaxton's office. While we walked, I pulled out my phone and sent Ziggler a quick update. Me: Found Isa going through my stuffs. I was able to hide the key in the stack of cloths she had strewn about, it is directly under a grey sweatpant in the bunch. I'm going with her to Jaxton's office, and I'm going to tell him to get one of his men to do away from the cloths. I trust you will take it up from there. Ziggler: Sure, Freya, I get the plan. Me: Do a clean job, got it?Ziggler: Got it, boss. Me: Bonus deducted. It's Freya, not boss. Ziggler sent a laughing emoji, and I smiled. I looked up, pocketing my phone as we got to Jaxton's office. Isa turned to me for the umpteenth time, a pleading look in her eyes. " Please, don't do this," she pleaded..With the number of time she has turned to plead, I knew Jaxton had not sent her and she had been working on her own volition; or rather, her own jealousy. Sorry, dear, too late. This
I walked slowly down the steps of the basement, Patting myself on the back for a job well done. I had no idea that this scenario would also help me get an opportunity to speak with Sarah one on one. On getting to the end of the staircase, I banged on the metal door that was obstructing the stairs from the room the guards stay in. After just a few seconds of I banging on the door, it pulls open. I smile slightly at seeing Ziggler standing on the other side of the door. This day just keeps getting better. " Where is Jaxton, Ma?' he inquired. " I thought you two were supposed to be here together?"I shrugged, stepping past him into the room. The other two guards in the room greeted me and I responded with a big smile. " He's still taking care of Isa, I'm sure he will be here, soon," I answered. " Meanwhile, I did tell him that I will be going ahead of him and he gave his consent."I move to the other door that lead to what I would like to call a dungeon. I gesture for Ziggler to open
I frown at Sarah's words, wondering what she meant. My head snapped up when I heard voices coming from the outside of the prison. I could tell one particular voice from the rest of the voices, because it was one I hear all the time. My eyes met with Zigglers as the same realization dawned on us; Jaxton is here and he's on his way here..I turned to Sarah, clasping her hands tightly. Just as I was about to speak, Sarah stood and went to the water closet in the room. Reaching behind it, she brought out a tiny chip and came back over to me. Taking my hands in hers, she placed the chip in my hand. I stare at the chip and then at her, my eyebrows arched in question. " That will be more useful to you than whatever it is that I will say to you," Sarah explained. " No matter the reason I have, Freya, I did betray you and I should face the consequences of my action."I hide the chip in my bra, my eyes welling up at the gesture. " Take that as a way of I apologizing for what I did," Sarah a
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
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