BAB 3 I MY Name Is Max

It’s been almost eight days. Mia has been asking about a man named Jaxon Bradwood, but no one knows him. Their reactions were all the same, looking displeased when she asked, and their gestures changed from being friendly and welcoming to being cold and rude.

Now, Mia doubts the words of the middle-aged man.

“Is he playing me?” she snorted irritably.

Mia chose to return to the motel where she was staying.

Every time she passed the lobby, Mia got a look full of investigation from the receptionist. When Mia stares back, the girl at the front desk will pretend to be busy with the computer in front of her. Mia decided to hurry to her room because she was being watched. She is very sick of being suspected and considered a criminal just because she is looking for a foreign man whose existence until now is unknown.

Upon entering the room, Mia got a call from Matt. This is the fourth time her boss has called since Mia left Blueberry. The old man’s cell phone helped her stay in touch with her boss.

“Matt,” she said in a tired tone mixed with frustration.

“You’re not going back to Blueberry?”

Mia walked to the bed, threw the backpack, and sat on the queen-size bed’s edge.

“I told you, Matt, I’ll be right back.”

“Fine, but let me know when you’ve found this man named Jaxon, will you?”

Hearing Matt’s voice full of worry made Mia’s heart warm. Matt has always been a father figure to Mia. He treated Mia like she was his child. She doesn’t know how often Matt gives her a helping hand, so she can’t count his kindness.

“Yes, I’ll call you again, Matt,” Mia said before ending the line.

Mia walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside. From where she stood, Mia was only presented with a view of Denver’s crowded streets. The passing of cars out there gave Mia a headache, and she decided to lie down.

……

Two men behind monitors in the security room watched over a man who had been teasing a woman who was sitting not far from the dance floor. The couple seemed to be talking, but the man was odd.

“Sir,” called one of the security guards over the earpiece in his ear.

“What is wrong?” replied Fritz, who was on guard duty at the door with the words Head Office.

 As head of Security at the GC Club, it was Fritz’s job to control all security problems.

“We saw Max on the dance floor.” 

“Get the Bouncer immediately and throw him out of here. Find out how he got into the club.”

“Yes, sir.” 

Fritz knocked on the Office door before entering the room. He got a questioning look from Jaxon and Gavin, who were sitting playing cards in the room.

“Max is on the dance floor,” said Fritz, making Jaxon’s facial muscles tighten and his face cloudy.

……

At first, Mia thought the Nightclub was an excellent idea to find a foreign man named Jaxon Bradwood. In her mind, a man like Jaxon Bradwood must be visiting nightclubs, at least Mia wanted to try to see him in places like this, but somehow the idea turned unpleasant when a narcissistic man approached her and bragged to her just to take her to bed. Mia was not impressed by how this man exalted himself and flaunted his wealth and abilities in bed.

“You won’t regret it, Babe. I can give you heaven tonight.” The man kept repeating the same sentences until Mia felt bored.

Heaven my ass, she swore.

She wanted to leave the club before she lost her sanity. Even the dizziness she had felt since noon had not subsided and got worse after she tipped a margarita which Mia believed was a small amount.

The babbling of the man in front of her made her mood worse. It felt like Mia wanted to cry with this situation.

“I’m sure you can get another woman Mathew, because, for the twenty-third time, I refused,” Mia said with a fake smile. She was sure it had gone twenty-three times.

“Sweetheart, no one can replace you. Trust me, no man wants to exchange you with any woman. I’ll give you anything. And please call me Max, not Mathew. You are calling my name wrong again. I don’t want you to contact another man’s name while we are together. “

Mia felt nauseous when she heard Max’s voice, which changed to whisper when he said the last sentence.

“Listen, Math—”

“Max.”

Whatever.

“Well, I mean Max. I’m not interested in your offer. Please, leave me alone.” Mia was about to stand up when she felt her surroundings spinning, and her hand quickly grabbed the table.

“Shhh ... I’ll help you, Sweetheart.”

Mia felt Max’s cold hand curl around her arm. She shook off his grip and tried to move away.

“I can do it alone.” Feelings that annoy Mia and make her want to yell at Max to get away. She didn’t like that man’s hand touching her body. Mia believes something is in her drink, and the only culprit she believes is only Max.

As if ignoring Mia’s protest, Max still put his hand on her body.

“Let me help, Sweetheart. You are very drunk. I don’t want you to fall and kiss the floor in front of my eyes. “

Max’s grip turns aggressive when Mia refuses his help. The girl grimaced in pain as Max’s grip tightened on her wrist.

“Don’t touch me!” Mia was sure that she had just screamed, but the sound that came out sounded like a drunken person where her tongue and lips were out of sync, resulting in a strange and unclear sound.