Jagger POV
Entering the elevator I press my key card to the reader and the doors close immediately. I hate sharing the elevator with people so I like to come early, before everyone is supposed to start. Today is a bad day for me. It’s been ten years today since my life changed and made me the man I am today.
The elevator doors open and Janet looks at me with a wide smile. I look at her shaking my head slightly as I walk to her desk and she offers me a cup of black coffee. “Good morning boss,” she says and I raise an eyebrow looking at her and her shoulders slump as she looks at me.
“What? Can’t I try to make your day a little better? Today is your dark day after all,” she says and I nod slightly offering her a small smile. I don’t smile a lot lately, I don’t have a lot of reasons to smile anyway.
“Every day is a dark day,” I correct Janet and she crosses her arms in front of her chest giving me her sassy attitude I nod “Thank you for the coffee,” I tell her and her entire body relaxes before she grabs her things and follows me into my office.
“You have Judge Rat’s meeting today,” Janet says and when I look at her over the lenses of my glasses she takes a deep breath correcting herself “Judge Rover.” Janet rolls her eyes in disgust and I can see why. The guy is a weasel. He is on our payroll and Wyatt uses him quite often to get away with our shit and because of that I have to be his lawyer.
After going through my day with Janet she leaves me alone and I take a deep breath sitting back on my chair before I remove my jacket and fold my sleeves up. I am the best criminal lawyer in New York, and because of that I am always in court or trying to clean up messes my clients do. It's a good thing I have the interns to do the boring part of the job for me.
Taking my glasses off I throw them in frustration. This is a fucked up case and I know I can win, but I also know the guy killed his wife and his son. I didn’t want to represent him but Wyatt asked me as a personal favour. I would love to know what the fuck this guy has on him.
A knock on the door brings me back to the room and I take a deep breath sitting up straight on my chair. “Come in,” I say and the door opens. Janet strides into my office followed by Julio Rover. “Julio,” I say greeting him as I stand up offering him my hand. His eyes don’t move from Janet even when I am talking to him. Bastard. I hate guys that look at women like they are objects. Like they are made to satisfy them.
I might not be the best guy in the world, but I don’t sleep around with random women. I prefer to pay for the company. Not that I need to pay women to have sex with me, trust me. Women throw themselves at me but I don’t have time for their chit-chat and their need for attention. Paying for sex is easier. They can’t create expectations because they know I am paying to use their bodies and that is it.
“Can you get one of the interns to bring us some coffee?” I ask Janet and her eyes meet mine thanking me silently as she nods. “Make sure it’s a male intern,” I add before she leaves the room and she nods before she closes the door.
“I don’t know how you can keep your eyes on your work. If I had a secretary like that I wouldn’t be able to work,” Rover says and I offer him a smile pretending I know what he means.
“Janet is a good friend and her husband is a dear friend of mine as well, so I guess I don’t see her like that. I see her more like a sister,” I lie and Rover scrunches his nose but nods.
“So, what can I do for you?” I ask as I point at the chair behind my desk and Rover sits. His eyes land on me as he takes a deep breath.
“I am being accused of sexual misconduct by one of my students,” he says rolling his eyes dismissively. I swear this is the type of guy I kill for fun, men that think they are better than everyone else and think they can get away with anything.
“What are they accusing you of?” I ask and he shakes his head trying to play it down, I know exactly what they are accusing him of because I know who is the lawyer on the other side representing the girl. This is not the first time he is accused of sexual misconduct by a student, but he always gets away with it, being a judge in New York City makes him powerful and he uses all the power he has to his advantage.
“It’s all nonsense, I barely touched her and he is not even that pretty, it was all an accident,” Rover says and I nod my head sitting back on my chair after writing his words on a paper and crossing my legs as I tap the pen on my desk.
“I see,” I say. I don’t see shit, accident or not he is a prick and I wish I could end his miserable life, but we need him to do some of our dirty work when it comes to getting away with shit. I can’t involve my name with the criminal side of our lives or my career will end and I will lose my license.
“I am waiting for all the paperwork to get to me, I will read everything and then I will start working on your defense,” I say and Rover smiles nodding. He is so narcissistic that he is not even realising this is going to be bad. “I know I don’t need to tell you this, but as your lawyer I will,” I add. Rover nods his head before he stands up.
“Stay away from the students, hell, stay away from any woman that is not blood-related to you, we will need to get the PR team involved to try and minimize the damage to your image. I will have my private detective investigate the girl,” I add. “I bet we can find something that will break her credibility.” I let out.
“I will do whatever you say,” he tells me. I know the fucker is lying and I know I am going to regret taking his case but I shake his head before he leaves my office. Opening my emails I send to print the folder with his case and everything I have on him and the girl.
As I stand by the printer waiting for the last few pages to come out Janet storms into my office with anger plastered all over her face. “I hate that guy, he is disgusting, do you need to have your meetings here?” She asks me and I raise an eyebrow.
“He just spent the last ten minutes trying to convince me to go out with him, I had to threaten him so he would leave,” Janet tells me and I close my hands into fists.
“Fuck, I told him to stay away from any woman, I promise I won’t bring him here again, I will have the meetings in the conference room so you don’t have to see him,” I tell Janet and she crosses her arms in front of her chest as she looks at me in disbelief.
“And you think I will allow you to put my interns through that hell? Nope, I am not having it Jagger, the guy is a pig, I don’t even know how you accepted to represent him,” Janet tells me and now is my turn to get angry.
“I saw it on F******k okay? It’s all over social media, the girl is not afraid to talk, and she is talking a lot,” Janet tells me and I curse under my breath as I sit behind my desk opening my social media and searching for Rover’s name and there it is.
“People are not afraid to speak up anymore, and social media is making it easier for people to do so, she is creating a big thing around it, speaking up about abuse of power, how professors hold the grades over the female student’s heads to get what they want from them,” Janet says and I feel like punching something.
If there’s something I will never tolerate is men abusing their power over women, thinking they are better than them, if it wasn’t for women we wouldn’t be alive. Just because I choose to live without one doesn’t mean I don’t respect them.
“Judge Julio Rover is in the center of another sexual scandal when law student Calliope Flores press sexual misconduct charges against her professor.” I click on the link and the first thing I see is the girl. Her brown eyes stared back at me as if they were looking into my soul. Her long brown hair pulled up into a ponytail and her smile… Fuck her smile would make any man melt at her feet.
“See?” I hear Janet say and I quickly scroll down to read the article but I can’t focus as all I can think about are those brown eyes.
Calliope POV“Callie, are you sure that’s a good idea?” Rachel asks as we look both ways before we run crossing the street. Her arm is linked to mine. “Nope,” I let out as I laugh and she shakes her head. Rachel is a lot more sensible than I am. She likes to make lists and take everything under consideration when making a decision while I am a more go-with-the-flow kind of girl. “What are we talking about?” Carson asks as he kisses me on the cheek before he kisses Rachel and steps between us, forcing me to link arms with him. Carson is our best friend, our very gay best friend. The thing about him is you would never tell he is gay. The guy is still in the closet and only dates the richest and prettiest girls in the city. “Callie thinks it's a good idea to go out clubbing tonight after what she has gone through…” Rachel says, and I stop walking. My friends’ eyes land on me, and they are forced to stop as well. “Rach, you know that is a forbidden topic,” Carson lets out, shaking his
Jagger POV“Stalking people is a fucking crime,” I shout when I read the newspaper. People have lost their fucking minds, and I can’t help but laugh at the stupidity that just came out of my mouth. Yes, it’s a fucking crime, but it’s not a crime like the ones I commit. Being bound to the law sometimes makes things even more exciting for me. Knowing I am getting away with literal murder is thrilling. “Jagger, you have Cornelius on the line for you,” Janet says through the intercom that connects my office to her desk. “Thanks, tell the prick I am busy,” I let out through my greeted teeth as I press the intercom button. “He’s insisting, and if you don’t answer, he is coming over,” Janet replies, and I can’t help but let out a frustrated breath as I lean back on my chair, closing my eyes before I grab the phone with my right hand and bring it to my ear. “Cornelius, I am busy,” I let out as soon as I answered the miserable bastard’s call. “Good morning to you, too,” he replies sarcast
Jagger POVAs soon as I arrive at Dash’s club, I take a deep breath, preparing myself for the big show Grace has planned. Don’t get me wrong, I love the girl. She is the most amazing little thing, and I know she does this out of love, but she should know by now that I don’t like to celebrate my birthday. I like to stay home, reading, forgetting the world exists, and dealing with the pain of having lost everything that mattered to me. “Hey man,” Ghost says as soon as I leave my car and walk to the door, handing the keys to the valet. “Careful with it,” I say, and he nods. Ghost is standing next to the bouncer. I nod at him and the bouncer as he moves the rope, allowing us in without even asking for identification. Not that I would need to show it; I look exactly the same as his boss just a little bulkier, more handsome. “Happy birthday,” Ghost says, patting me on the back before the double doors to the dance floor open, and the music engulfs us. I don’t reply to his wishes. He knows
Calliope POVI feel my entire body trembling, and those blue eyes pierce through my soul. As soon as I saw him walking towards me, my entire brain became a horrible mush. “I am Dash, her husband,” he says, offering his hand for me to shake. I blink several times, trying to process a coherent train of thought, but nothing is happening. Carson and Rachel approach us laughing but immediately stop as they feel the tension in the air.I can see their facial expression change as their eyes land on the man in front of me, the man that looks like a replica of the lawyer defending the asshole that harassed me. I didn’t know it was possible for two people to look so alike. Yes, I know twins exist, but I have never seen anything like this before. I lick my lips before my words come out all stumbling. “H-hi, I’m,” I say but stop clearing my throat as soon as my hand touches his. It feels like electricity pumping through my veins. I immediately pull my hand away from his as I stare into his wife’
Jagger POV“Why were you kissing my wife?” Dash asks as soon as we enter the VIP area, and Grace wraps her arms around my brother. I look at him, shrugging it off, but I can see Grace won’t let it go, and she will tell him what I did. “This is hilarious; your brother pretended to be you,” Grace says. Dash raises an eyebrow and looks at me, and I shake my head as I shove my hands into my pockets. It’s not that I am uncomfortable with confrontation because I am not, but I am not ready to talk about the only girl who has made me look twice her way. Dash wouldn’t understand me. No one would. “As if he could pull that off, no one would believe it. He’s not as good-looking as me,” Dash says, opening his jacket and spinning in the middle of the room while Grace smiles. “It was your fucking idea; I just sold it,” I let out, staring directly at Grace. Grace choked on the drink Dash gave her as she laughed. Her head falling back with her eyes closed. When her eyes meet mine, I can see the mi
Jagger POV"Jagger, Judge Rover is on line two," Janet says with the most fake, cheerful tone I have ever heard. I know she is training the intern, but there's no need to fake her excitement. "Thank you," I say as I press the button from the intercom that connects my phone to hers. I grab the phone and press it to my ear as I close my eyes, momentarily gathering the strength I need to deal with this prick. I press the button for the line two and I immediately regret doing so. The background noise is loud, and I can barely hear Julio. I frown as I clear my throat. "This is Jagger," I say. "Fucking finally, why did it take you so long?" He barks at me, and I tighten my grip around the phone, closing my eyes and counting till ten so I don't tell this fucking asshole to go do one. "It doesn't matter," he says while I keep counting in my head. I had only reached five when he spoke again, "I need you to come to meet me in the courthouse. People are going mad, and I will start arresting t
Callie POV"Callie, you need to come see this," Carson says as he wraps his arm around mine, pulling me out of my daydream state. My feet stumble as he pulls me towards him."Hey," I protest, but in vain. Carson keeps pulling me like a maniac, and my legs struggle to keep up with him. Carson is a lot taller than me, so one step of his is two steps from mine. I look like I am running while he usually walks. "You're going too fast," I finally say as Carson looks at me and starts walking slower. "What's with all the rush?" I question, and Carson smiles as he points at the law office buildings where the professors have offices. I frown, and as we walk closer, I can hear the shouting coming from inside. The muffled voices coming from inside sound weird to my ears. I can't decipher the words being shouted, but I know whatever it is won't last long. The law building tends to have a lot of security. I stop walking when I realize what is going on. The press points the cameras at me as I widen
Jagger POVThe way Calliope was looking at me was going to torment me for the foreseeable future; the way her eyes scanned my features as if trying to read me made me want to drop everything, scoop her into my arms, and leave. “Hey, you needed to see me?” I let out as I walk into Wyatt’s office. Wyatt has been going through hell and back with his kids. It’s like he is trying to form a fucking soccer team. It’s ridiculous. He looks like he aged twenty years in the last four years. Being a father has become his main focus, but obviously, he still runs the business. Wyatt leans back in his chair and takes a deep breath as his eyes meet mine. Immediately, I feel the tension in the air as I walk deeper into his office, standing by his desk. “This is not easy,” Wyatt finally says, and I frown, shoving my hands into my pockets. I hate when he takes his sweet ass time to tell me what is going on. I raise my eyebrows as I look at Wyatt, seconds away from losing my shit, “Petrov was seen in