Forty-seven

Jax roamed around the corners of his room after realizing he was played by Ariel. He was frustrated by the actions that were taken against him.

"I know that I went against her wishes, but why should she go this far to humiliate me? I have tried in my best power to make her satisfied…to get her to swim in her pleasures even when it does not please me."

"Ariel why this? You have really fucked up big time and I'm not going to take it well," Jax said to himself.

He banged his hand severally on the wall. It was a big dilemma for him.

"She really stripped herself in my room and I was easily accused of rape? Is that what they really think of me?" Jax said. He used his hands on his hair. One could see how silky his hair was. He had soft hair.

"I need to talk to my father. I have fucked Ariel before so why would I want to do that by force and without permission.”

"Even if I was in need, Ariel denied me permission. She is not the only woman in this world. I really feel like I am in a big mess r