Two men lay helplessly inside the dungeon of the Red Cage Building. Bloodstained both of the man’s clothes. Their gaze was half focused on a figure standing in the center of the room. A tall body rose with clenched fists drenched in fresh blood that dripped onto the ends of his shiny leather shoes.
“That’s enough, Jax,” said Rey, who had been watching Jaxon beat up the two men to death.
Jaxon didn’t listen to Rey’s words. His hands quickly grabbed the forearm from behind his back. Jaxon seemed to shut down his conscious senses to his surroundings, drowning in the murderous desire that enveloped his body.
“Jax!” Rey rushed towards Jaxon and pulled out his elbow, aimed at the two men.
“They’re already helpless, brother,” he whispered as he tapped Jaxon’s shoulder, bringing him to his senses.
Jaxon’s mood has been bad lately. He didn’t want Jaxon to return to being the monster that ruled him.
“You know how I work, Rey. These two men clearly challenge me. “
Yesterday they found more than twenty-five kilograms of white powder ready for distribution. And the two men lying on the floor are the ones responsible.
The two men had no right to sell in their area, and the two idiots should have known the game in Denver. They were too stupid to enter this territory. And like a suicide mission, the two resign themselves to being led to the gallows. If only he had not been in the room, Jaxon would have killed them both with a bullet lodged in each other’s foreheads.
The men must have been too drunk to think they could trick Jaxon and his men into playing cat and mouse in the Denver area.
Year after year, many have tried the goddess of fortune to save them while selling stealthily in Denver, but none have escaped Jaxon’s keen eyes. Every wall and window has ears. Like lighthouse towers, nothing escapes scrutiny.
“Come on, brother looks like we need to stretch your tense muscles,” he said while dragging Jaxon out of the room.
“Fritz, finish this and clean up afterward,” Rey added before passing through the door guarded by Fritz and Thomas.
Rey takes Jaxon to the GC. Both had half a bottle of whiskey, but Rey kept himself conscious. In case Jaxon blocks his sanity again.
“Where’s Gavin?” asked Jaxon, whom Rey believed was courtesy.
“Do you really want to know the answer?”
Jaxon shrugged nonchalantly.
“Lately, a lot of newcomers roam around our region. I’m sure this has something to do with the spider organization,” Rey said while supervising GC visitors.
They weren’t talking about local people but other criminal organizations starting to create havoc in Denver. Many of them came from different factions. Even several Motorcycle Clubs also took part. And they both know the reason for the movement.
Mia’s arrival is like a fire that attracts moths.
“I will wait patiently for their entertainment,” said Jaxon sarcastically.
The two of them grinned at each other.
“Jaxon, Baby.”
Rey and Jaxon turned in unison towards a soft voice that obliviously sounded fake.
A slender, blonde-haired figure small face and round blue eyes approached them with an apparent seductive gesture.
Rey cleared his throat and turned away from the beautiful woman approaching Jaxon with an inviting look. Her sensual lips touched the side of Jaxon’s chin.
“It’s been a long time since to see you, Jax. I miss you,” she whispered softly that only Jaxon could hear.
“Hey, Roxane,” replied Jaxon halfheartedly as he let go of Roxane’s grip, which was now wrapped around his neck. The woman clung to him without caring for Rey’s disapproving gaze.
Jaxon sighed hard. He had no time to comfort any woman. Roxane’s presence made his mood worse.
“Get out of my face, Roxy,” said Jaxon in a cold tone without affection.
Roxane, familiar with Jaxon’s temperament, pulled away immediately. She hated this side of him.
Swallowing her shame and anger, Roxane said softly, “When you need me, you know how to find me, Jaxon Baby.”
The glare that Jaxon gave was enough to silence Roxane. She knows she will never win Jaxon’s heart with sweet words. If the man says no, that’s what she gets.
Once Roxane disappeared into the dance floor crowd, then Rey let out a laugh.
“That woman always thinks that someday you will bend your knees in front of her while presenting a diamond ring as big as a goose egg.”
Jaxon stared irritably at Rey, who thought the show was entertaining.
“I’ve only been with her once. She thinks she’s different from other women, and the next morning, she acts like we have exclusive relationships. One mistake I regret because I got out of control that night,” said Jaxon while drinking the rest of his drink.
Even though the event was very long ago happened. And since then, Roxane has always pursued him without giving up. For him, sex is not a primary need, unlike Gavin, who changes partners every night. In a year, Jaxon can count on five of his fingers the number of times he has sex. It’s not that he’s impotent, but he’s more self-controlling than other male species.
“Speaking of women, how about you, Rey? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you touch any woman. “Jaxon’s probing gaze irritated Rey.
“As if you had the story, Jaxon, we both have the same record.”
Yes, it felt like they were in a celibate state for a long time. If Jaxon had reasons for self-control, then Rey’s excuses made even less sense.
“Have you found the girl?” asked Jaxon carefully as he watched the emotional changes on his friend’s face.
Rey was silent for a long time, lost in thoughts of his own.
“I haven’t discovered anything recently, and my investigation has come to a halt midway.”
Jaxon responded only with a light tap. There are no words to describe this predicament. Rey had had enough of being encouraged.
Jaxon decided to end the day by returning to Aurelia Castle after completing the final bottle.
His memory of Mia, who was fast asleep in the next room, made Jaxon growl. He wasn’t ready to go back under the same roof with her. Somehow it was so difficult to control himself around that girl. It felt like he was tired of always running away from his castle.
“I’m back at the castle tomorrow. I want to talk about apartments downtown. Meet me at Red Cage, brother,” said Jaxon before leaving.
Since morning Mia has explored the room in Aurelia Castle. She was amazed by this building. Even though this castle is a new building, everything in the castle depicts medieval style. Grand but classic and extraordinary. Now she can’t sleep after dinner. Her mind is always wandering to Blueberries. She still has no permission to take her personal belongings, including her cell phone. She thought about Matt, who must be worried. Not wanting to be lost in evil thoughts, Mia decided to leave the room, and maybe by going around the castle, she could divert her mind. Mia remembered the library shown by a butler named Snow. Seeing a large room’s neatly arranged collection of books on shelves made Mia even more amazed by the castle. Mia brought herself to the library in slow steps and was careful not to wake anyone at this late hour. Her steps stopped when she found a masculine figure facing the window, his back to her. With one hand in his pocket, while the other holding a crystal glass,
Mia’s face flushed red, remembering what happened last night. Luckily it was too early, so the dining table was quiet, and only a few servants were on duty. Even though she prayed that morning, Jaxon was not at Aurelia Castle because she could not make eye contact with his beautiful dark eyes. “Did you sleep well?” And that hope was dashed as his masculine voice filled the quiet dining room. “Yes,” Mia replied, lowering her head even more without even looking at Jaxon, who was sitting at the head of the table not far from her. Jaxon saw Mia’s reaction. He worked hard to keep his delighted grin hidden. It’s too early to make fun of the poor girl. A servant came into the room with a trolley full of food. After having breakfast served, Mia ventured to glance at Jaxon. For some reason, Jaxon had become handsome several times this morning. Even though only with a white shirt whose sleeves are folded to the elbows, and wet hair after a bath, he looks younger. His dark eyes seemed to glo
Living in Denver is not as bad as Mia thought. Quite the opposite. She made new friends very fast. All the employees at De La Crush treat her friendly. Normally at Blueberry Hill, she would spend her free time cooped up in her studio apartment, but in Denver, she was invited to hang out most nights after her shift was done. Sometimes her new friends invite her to several clubs or just hang out at a nearby cafe, and she feels happy that her days are no longer alone. Her sandwich lunch ends with the arrival of a collection of foods from an unknown man who left the food with Grant. She felt sure that Jaxon was behind it all. Even though he visited De La Crush numerous times and asked Mia to accompany him for dinner or lunch, Jaxon never visited her apartment, which baffled her. After all, having dinner together doesn’t mean they are exclusive, right? Thinking of a relationship with a man like Jaxon is also impossible. A man like him sure has a catalog of beautiful women in every corne
The voices of conversation woke Mia. Her head moved slightly when she heard Jaxon say something to someone. “I want to vomit,” complained Mia. She fumbled around and grabbed Jaxon’s shirt to catch his attention. “Shhh ... we almost there, Mia.” Jaxon tightened his hug, which made her realize the two of them were in the back seat of Jaxon’s private SUV. Jaxon had rushed out of the Sugar Trap without saying goodbye to his friends, and he knew that his six best friends must have witnessed the scene from the bar. And Jaxon could hear their laughter as he was in pain, enduring the bottle hit from Mia repeatedly. While holding back his annoying memory, Jaxon pulled Mia back to his lap. She started struggling and was about to sit on his next. “Mia, calm down!” he hissed with a low voice, but Mia could feel his anger that hardly Jaxon controlled to make her obey him. “Jaxon, I can’t stand anymore,” she whined again a few minutes later. Jaxon took a deep breath. “Fritz, turn around to
The sound of footsteps from the hallway woke Mia. She suddenly got up from the bed and walked slowly towards the door to see who was behind. Her heart skipped a beat as she heard the faint sound of footsteps pacing back and forth along the hallway. Mia glanced at the clock above the nightstand. It was still one in the morning. She slowly opened the door, and suddenly she was stunned to find Jaxon alone. “What are you doing?” Mia asked with a low voice and made Jaxon, who was not focused on his surrounding, almost jump from his skin, but Mia didn’t feel guilty at all, even though she glared sharply at him. His hair, usually smooth and neat, looks messy as if he was only combing it with his fingers, while the buttons of his white shirt under his jacket are open to reveal his smooth broad chest skin. Jaxon didn’t answer right away. He stared at Mia for a long time with an unusually gentle gaze. “I asked, what are you doing, Jaxon,” Mia repeated. Jaxon approached Mia without answering
Mia saw Jaxon walking away from their car. Then, she noticed the bimbo standing in the parking lot, smiling broadly at Jaxon, who was approaching her. Mia couldn’t see Jaxon’s face, who turned his back from her. Her heart was full of jealousy as Jaxon’s steps got closer to the bimbo. Mia didn’t blink her eyes away at the two figures, even though the SUV she was riding just moved away without waiting for Jaxon, who was now standing in front of the woman. “Wait a minute, Jaxon is still outside.” Mia stopped Fritz, who was driving the SUV. “Mr. Bradwood ordered to take you to the apartment, Miss Heart,” answered Joe, sitting next to Fritz. “But ...” Mia’s words stopped. Now she feels confused about why Jaxon left her and chose the bimbo instead. Her gaze remained fixed on the two persons standing in front of De La Crush till they vanished as soon as the vehicle on the main road passed. “You said Jaxon ordered to drop me off at the apartment?” Mia asked, sounding sad. She wonders wh
As soon as Jaxon entered the apartment, he first saw Mia’s silhouette in the dark in front of the glass window, which overlooked the city lights. She sat with her back to him, facing the window in a pink blanket with a unicorn motive. Jaxon approached slowly, sat down as he stared out the window, and gave her space about two inches. The two of them were silent for a long time until several windows in various apartment buildings had their lights turning off one by one, indicating it was past midnight. “How much longer are you sitting here?” asked Jaxon, finally breaking the silence. You could hear her soft breath while her hands tightened under the blanket, covering her body as if looking for false security. “Are you spying on me via CCTV?” Mia asked in a low voice, slightly hoarse. Jaxon didn’t answer. “How many CCTVs have you installed here?” Again Jaxon chose silence. “Did you also install CCTV in my room?” Jaxon was also silent, but this time Mia couldn’t hold back her ang
The Red Cage’s basement was packed with visitors. The visitors were very enthusiastic about the cage arena. News about Red Cage holding a unique entertainment was rare, spreading whispers very quickly. The men in black suits of Red Cage’s members gathered at the balcony. They watched the crowd in the Arena from the second floor. Jaxon sat quietly in his chair, and he looked bored. Even though his eyes were fixed on the Arena, his gaze seemed flat. A woman stood in the middle of a closed cage surrounded by bold red iron bars. The woman’s body looks limp, with her hands and feet tied to a pole in the middle of the cell. She covered only with a bra and G-string. Thousands of men surround the cage with a lecherous stare, their lustful eyes glued to her nakedness. There were whistles and condescending calls from the audience, making the woman cry because she felt humiliated. Her head looked up towards the balcony where Jaxon usually watched into the Arena, but the woman could only see hi