JaxonI pinched the bridge of my nose in irritation as I prepared myself to walk into this meeting with the board. I knew it wouldn't be a pleasant conversation, especially with my mother there, pressing in on her unnecessary worries. I rolled my eyes to myself just thinking about it. I pulled my face together as Ron pulled up to the building. I kept my expression tightened and my own irritations tucked away inside. "Thank you, Ron," I stated quietly, pushing open the door and stepping into the bright morning light. I started buttoning my jacket as I walked toward the double doors. The men out front were quick to open them before I had even gotten close. I smiled in reply. For just a moment, my mind drifted back to Sara. I pictured her naked in bed as I had left her, her wild strawberry hair scattered around her face. She was so beautiful, and I desperately wanted to be back there with her. I grunted quietly and pushed that from my mind. I couldn't let myself be distracte
SaraI felt better and relieved being at work. I tied my apron and tried to get back into the groove of things. I would just be working at the diner for now, but that was enough."Sara! You're back!" Lauren exclaimed, moving around quickly to hug me. I winced for a moment when she squeezed too tight around my ribs. The mob doc said they weren't broken anymore, but that they were still bruised and would be sore for a while.... I groaned internally. "Yes, I'm here. Has it been this crazy for a while?" I asked, looking around at the disorder. "Yeah, Mabel hasn't had a chance to hire anyone new since, you know, Ben was… arrested," Lauren answered. She looked truly worried that she was going to upset me. I squeezed her arm with a weak smile. Grabbing the plates from Mark, I moved to carry them to their table. I was going to need a milkshake soon or some sort of caffeine or sugar high. I moved as quickly as I could, rounding the tables and taking orders. I didn't want t
JaxonMy jealousy was only matched by my anger. I let go of Sara's face when the light turned green, but she still hadn't answered me. She was mad that I was uncomfortable with her seeing Mark. I wanted to scream at her, but I kept myself as controlled as possible. I pressed my foot down a bit too hard on the gas pedal. How could she really blame me? My anger was starting to win over my jealousy. Did she not remember all that had happened with Ben?"Is it really that hard? Are you so determined to go against me that you'd continually risk your safety?" I demanded. Sara let out a heavy breath and kept her face away from mine. I drove faster than necessary. I gripped my hands tightly around the steering wheel. "Maybe our ideas of keeping me safe just differ… drastically," she replied, acidly. She crossed her arms over her chest, and her breasts pushed up splendidly. For a moment, I couldn't tear my eyes away, but soon, the anger was stronger, and I was able to avert my ey
SaraI stomped into the house. I wanted to scream and punch Jaxon in the face. I felt so angry and humiliated. I couldn't stand it. How could I truly mean so little to him after everything? I screamed out loud as I stomped my way up the stairs. Before I reached the top, Jaxon's strong hand gripped tight around my arm and whipped me around. His eyes were tight, and his lips were in a thin line. "Let me go," I growled. "No," he replied. His voice was calm, and he kept his eyes on me. He forced me back down a little until my face was closer to his."Damn it, Jaxon, let me go," I screamed again. I tried to pull my arm away, but his grip was so much stronger than mine. If I continued to pull much harder, I'd have another bruise. I narrowed my eyes at him. "You don't get to make such demands of me," he answered, still more calm than necessary. It was strange watching him flip from how he was in the car to this frightening and controlled person. The underworld king was in charge
SaraI stayed still and concentrated on my breathing. I didn't want to focus on all the thoughts that, now that the physical moment had passed, were raging a war in my head. I glanced at Jaxon. His eyes were still closed. I wanted to shake him awake and demand answers. "What are you doing?" I whispered. Jaxon opened his eyes and looked at me but made no motion to speak. "Jaxon...." I pleaded. He turned away from me. "You were clearly only looking at me as a villain who took what he pleased without a care." He still wasn't telling me anything. I needed to know how he really felt about me. But he was right back to being… Jaxon. "Do you want me just to hate you?" I asked. I tried to keep my voice even but the anger slipped out. Jaxon frowned. "It doesn't matter what I want…" he whispered. I couldn't really see his eyes well, but he had a look that was almost sad. I couldn't help but scoff. "You keep reminding me that you own me," I barked. "You must have a reason fo
SaraI moved slowly through the kitchen looking in the cupboards and the fridge. It was stocked full of food, but I couldn't decide what I wanted. It took me a minute to realize what I wanted was a burger and milkshake from work. I felt too drained and consumed to think about anything else. I went through the house and looked for Ron or someone else I recognized who could drive me. I wanted my car; I wanted to drive myself. I wanted to get my food and then drive until I had a solution for everything going on. "Ms. Sara, can I help you?" Ron asked as I rounded the corner and looked into Jaxon's home office. "Can you drive me to Mabel's Diner?" I asked hesitantly. He frowned at me. "I wasn't aware you had a shift today...." Ron looked frustrated and concerned. I shrugged and smiled lightly. "I don't. We don't need to stay long… I was just hoping for a burger and fries, maybe a milkshake. Please, Ron?" I muttered. I half smiled at him. "I think I should call Jaxon firs
SaraMy father stood there in the doorway with his head bowed and his eyes full of shame. He looked trashed. Clearly, his self-care habits hadn't improved in my absence. "I–I just wanted to… apologize again. I wanted to see you, sweetheart. I missed you." "You SOLD me to pay off your debts. You don't get to miss me. What are you really doing here, Dad? Jaxon doesn't want you on his property or in the house," I complained. A small smirk rose in the corner of my Dad's mouth, but his head was still lowered. "I know that but I thought… he probably wasn't home.... and maybe, just maybe, you'd let me in so we could talk…" As if I wasn't already clouded with enough emotions that wouldn't settle, now I had this to deal with. I felt fury and regret for all the times I'd helped him and how quickly he had dismissed me. But I couldn't help but still feel sympathy. He was still my father.... He looked pitiful standing outside begging to be let into the house again, begging to be le
JaxonThe drive felt increasingly longer each day Sara stayed with me. I'd never minded staying late at the office, doing the work that needed to be done. Now it took all I had to last until 5:00 p.m. so that I could race home and see her. I moved as quickly as I could without breaking too many traffic laws–being pulled over was the last thing I needed right now. I pulled up to the driveway feeling more anxious by the minute. I parked in my normal spot in the garage and gathered all my things, then I got out quickly and walked inside. I moved to my office anddropped my belongings, including my jacket before rolling up my sleeves and moving toward the stairs. But thenI heard Sara's laughter in the kitchen, so I stopped instantly and turned to follow the sound of her voice. I walked into the kitchen to see her texting and eating slowly from a bag of chips. "How was your day?" I asked, smiling at her. She looked peaceful, happy, and I loved seeing her like that. Part of me hope
SaraI sighed heavily as I put my glass down on the desk in Jaxon's home office. I'd come here because I knew that this was where he kept the good whisky. I'd retreated to the shower while Jaxon was being treated by the doctor.The thought of watching him pull a bullet out of my husband made me feel sick. It was the very last thing I needed to see after another nightmarish day. Even after receiving the threat on my desk, I hadn't expected the day to go this way at all. It was all so much to wrap my head around. It all still felt completely surreal, as if it were all some bad dream and not my very real reality. This had been the last thing that I had expected, and I felt fairly sure that Jaxon was just as taken by surprise. I felt sick with fear every time I replayed the events from earlier. I couldn't stop thinking what would have happened if Jaxon hadn't noticed the sniper on the roof when he did–if his arm hadn't been there in time.I'd be dead. Cynthia had actually tried
JaxonI could tell that Sara was still feeling uncomfortable about the threat she'd found on her desk. She'd spent the rest of the day working from my office, but she'd been silent and subdued the entire time. Now she was clutching onto my arm as we made our way to the parking garage.It made my blood boil that she was back to being in a state of fear and anxiety when we'd just resolved everything with Cynthia. We were finally getting our marriage back on track, and now we would inevitably take a few steps back.I held Sara's hand tighter as we entered the garage, feeling slightly paranoid myself. I couldn't deny that the note had also left me on edge a little. I'd called Eli and arranged to have more security around the building. I would have to be careful until I identified the source of this latest threat."We'll be home soon," I told Sara in a comforting tone as I slid into the car beside her.She shot me a small smile and turned her attention to the window, clearly still
SaraI wasn’t ready for my stay-cation with Jaxon to end. I rolled over in the bed on Monday morning and wrapped my arm around Jaxon. It had been so nice with him each day, just enjoying each other and getting closer again. "Good morning," he offered in a gruff tone. I smiled and traced the lines of his muscles. "Good morning." "Are you ready for work and the real world?" he teased. I scoffed and made no effort to move. "If we have to," I replied, unable to hide the giggle in my words. He pulled me up and on top of him and before kissing me deeply. "That’s not going to make me more ready for work," I said jokingly. He chuckled and kissed me again. He then flawlessly picked me up and carried me toward the shower. I continued to giggle as he placed me down and turned the cold water onto me. "Hey!" "Oh sorry! It’s that too cold?" he said sarcastically, turning the heat on. It started to warm quickly and he jumped in with me. We playfully spent more time cleaning eac
Jaxon "Did you have a good time with Lauren?" I asked as she got into the car. She smiled bigger than I’d seen her do in a while. "Yes I really did, and it got me thinking," she started as I waited anxiously, “that maybe you and I should have some quality alone time. Things have been really crazy and it’s been a hard first year of marriage. I wanted to say I’m sorry about how I reacted when you offered a trip to Las Vegas. Maybe we can make up for it now and have a little stay-cation this weekend?" The thought of time alone with Sara made my whole body react with excitement. I reached over and took her hand, then kissed the back of it. "I think that sounds wonderful. I think we should start tonight. I’ll call us both off of work for the next two days," I replied. Sara giggled. "Sounds good to me." I decided to surprise her by driving to her diner instead of straight home. When she realized what I was doing her eyes lit up. "Really? Thank you!" She squealed with
SaraWe had gotten rid of Cynthia, at least where our working life was concerned. Her vague threats were a little unsettling, but I was glad I didn't have to see her in the publishing offices ever again. Now, it was time to say goodbye to another woman who had overstayed her welcome in my life. I found this one much harder to deal with. "This doesn’t have to be the end," Jaxon offered sweetly. He brushed his fingers softly down on my face. I wanted to keep them there forever. After all we had been through, nothing felt better than him here, touching me, comforting me, and holding me. "I know, and I know what she said. But how could I ever trust her again after what she’s done?" I was asking myself more than I was asking him. I tried to picture it–I tried to imagine having a future with my mom and how things might be better, but I couldn’t erase the doubt in my mind. "I honestly don’t know but I have to believe it’s possible. I hate to see you lose more people," he repl
Jaxon Nobody could say I hadn’t tried to warn her. I told Cynthia, over and over, that she was playing with fire. She never fucking listened. I turned over what I had on her to the Board yesterday. Carmine, Board President, came to my office this morning and apologized in person for any trouble I might have gone through. Yeah, any trouble. His fucking bullshit apology didn't cover the crap I’d been dealing with lately, but it was a nice gesture. And I couldn't really complain since he also said he was fully supporting Cynthia’s removal from every aspect of the business. The vote was about to happen, so I told him I appreciated the support, and I did. I had to pick my battles lately. All I could say was, "Ding-dong, the witch is dead." She just didn't know it yet. But she would. I was really looking forward to this meeting. I couldn't wait to wipe that smug grin off of her face once and for all. She didn’t believe it when I told her it was all over. To be fair, there was a t
Sara I held King on my lap for comfort while I listened to the nonsense Cynthia and my mother tried to spin. I was so upset and disgusted that I didn’t know what else to do. In the time I’d gotten to know her, I had come to expect pretty much anything from Cynthia. She was, as my husband liked to put it, a real “piece of work.” But my own mother trying to seduce my husband, that was the last straw. “Don’t you have anything to add, Sara?” my mother asked me, with a note of hostility in her voice. “I thought you of all people should know how much I care about you. How I was only trying to protect you. I want the best for you, honey, and I’m just not sure that this marriage is it.” I couldn't believe she would dare to speak to me that way. She hasn't shown up for years, and she had me believe that she was dead while I spent my time fighting off lowlifes and working off my father’s debt. Then she came back when my life got good, and she tried to mess it all up for me. And I saw he
Jaxon Well, this week had been pretty fucking interesting. Two people made a move against me, and they were both family members. Well, sort of family. Sloan was by marriage and Cynthia was by law, but that was my own stupidity. I had no one to blame but myself for the latter. If I had never laid eyes on that woman again I would have been the happiest man on earth.I was hoping I could still make that possible. Not in the usual way. This wouldn't require a clean-up crew. I was hoping that she could be persuaded to go away on her own. I'd been told I could be very persuasive. I had a way about me. “So what’s the plan,” Sara asked me, her luscious lips begging me to kiss them. “How are you going to do this?” “I got a few ideas,” I told her, kissing her quickly at the light to avoid crashing the Rolls on my way to the meet. “Just follow my lead.” Leon had been looking into the situation for me, and he found out a few things. Cynthia had not been behaving herself. That frie
SaraI hummed to myself happily as I walked into our closet and kicked my heels off, putting my purse down on the ottoman. My life was finally on the up-and-up, and I was enjoying every amazing second of it.I wasn't sure if people at the office had stopped gossiping or if I'd just stopped caring enough to tune in. Either way, I hadn't been hearing annoying little rumors every time I went to work, and it was a welcome relief.Knowing that Jayne was on our side, and having an apology from her, made it that much better. Absolutely nothing could bring me down. On top of that, we had King now! The bulldog puppy greeted me at the door, and I spent some time playing with him and making sure that he had everything he needed.Then, I walked out of the bedroom and wandered toward Jaxon's office. He'd spent most of his time today attending meetings, and I had sorely missed him. I wanted to make him dinner, catch up about the day and then end the night with a bang.My libido had been ou