Calliope POV
Jagger stands up, pulling me up with him. I can’t help but giggle as the cable car moves with our movement, and Jagger sits. Jagger places me on his lap, straddling him. His eyes locked on mine as he smiles. “You are fucking perfect Calliope,” he says. His voice lower and deeper than normal. Jagger leans closer to me, ending the distance between us as his lips meet mine and his hands keep me in place.
His fingers dig into my hips as I feel his cock growing under me, and I adjust myself letting out a small moan as his erection presses against my aching pussy. I miss him so much, and it seems like my body also misses him.
A loud noise makes me pull away from Jagger as we both pant while I rub myself on him, and the cable car starts moving. “Don’t ever walk away from me, I don’t know if I will be able to handle it,&rdquo
Jagger POVCalliope’s phone starts ringing just as I close the hotel room door, and her eyes widen as she looks around and opens her purse, retrieving the phone. “Shit,” she curses under her breath, and I frown, watching her run to the balcony and open the door allowing the outside noise to enter the room. “Mama,” she says, and I watch her entire body stiffen as she listens to whatever her mother is saying on the other side. “I lost track of time; I will meet you there; I am on my way,” she says, and when her eyes meet mine as she looks at me over her shoulder, I feel like I have been stabbed right in the heart. The way her eyes stare at me, the sorrow and desire mixed, makes me want to wrap my arms around her and never let her go. “I promise I won’t be long,” she says before she ends the call and shoves her phone into her back pocket. “I have to go; I am going for dinner at my grandmother’s house,” Calliope says, and I nod slightly.“I’ll take you there,” I say, and she shakes her
TRIGGER WARNING - Death of an infant, blood.Jagger POV“You are an asshole,” Bella tells me as she slams the door closed, and I rest my forehead against the bathroom door. I shake my head slightly as I take a deep breath. She might be right. I might be an asshole, but I fucking hate the fact she is going out clubbing when we have such a little baby. She could respect our family a little bit more. “Bella, come on, open the door,” I say, but she stays silent on the other side. I was awake all night with Julien. He was crying all night. Bella decided to stop breastfeeding around two weeks ago, and he is refusing his bottles now. He only wants his mommy, and I can’t really blame him for that. I hear Julien crying in his room and walk there, picking him up into my arms. “It’s okay, Daddy is here,” I whisper as I rock him in my arms, and he settles a little. The noises he makes melt my heart. Julien quickly goes back to sleep, and I walk back to the bathroom to find Bella standing by the
Callie POVJagger hasn’t answered his phone since yesterday, and something in me tells me he is not okay. He would never not answer his phone or reply to my texts. Something must’ve happened. I grab the coffee from the counter and empty it in one go. It’s a good thing it’s not hot anymore. I hold my purse, and as I open the door, my mom appears behind me. “So early?” She asks, looking at her watch, and I offer her a small smile and nod. “Yeah, I have a lot to do today, a lot to see,” I say, kissing her on the cheek before I leave. Jagger’s hotel is not far from where I am staying, so I decided to walk there. Waiting for a bus would probably take me longer than walking, and I was right. No buses passed me as I walked to his hotel. I enter the lobby, look both ways, as no one is paying attention, and run to the elevator. I press the button several times, and when I am inside and the doors close, I take a deep breath, feeling relief. When I reach his floor, I walk straight to his room
Callie POVI stand in the middle of the room breathless as I remove my underwear and look around, trying to figure out what to do next. Why am I so nervous? It’s not like it’s the first time I am going to have sex with Jagger. He’s seen me naked. I hear the door closing, and I stiffen, rushing to the bed, lying in the middle, and pulling the blankets over my body. The door opens, and I watch as Jagger stands still, watching me. A slight grin appears on his face as he removes the towel from his body, and his cock springs up, and I gasp, licking my lips. He is hard and so big. I’ve heard a lot of women saying that men’s bodies are not pretty, but I can’t agree with them. I think the male’s body is the best thing God has ever created, especially Jagger’s. His entire body is beautiful, as if it was carved in stone; he is perfect. Not one hair is out of line, his muscles bulge, and the veins pop when he moves. I don’t know why Jagger chose me, but I am very grateful he did, because now,
Callie POV“Where do you want to go for dinner?” Jagger asks, and I bite my lower lip, avoiding his gaze. I keep my eyes on my hands as I fiddle with the ring I have on my right hand. “Calliope?” Jagger says, and I let out a breath and meet his eyes. I can see the doubt in them. “I need to go home. My mom is waiting for me,” I whisper. Jagger shakes his head, pulling away from me and getting out of bed. We have spent all day in bed after I found him unconscious in bed. I sit up on the bed, pulling the blankets with me. I watch as Jagger grabs his boxer shorts from a bag on the chair. I frown as he starts getting dressed. “Jagger,” I said, and he turned around after pulling his pants up. He crosses his arms in front of his chest, and I watch his muscles move with the movement of his body. “I thought you were here to stay,” Jagger tells me, and I shake my head slightly. Is he for real right now? Does he really think I would drop everything and come running for him? I probably would i
Jagger POVLooking at my phone, I scrunch my nose and shake my head. She can’t fucking spend time with me, but she can go out with her cousin? I call bullshit. I pace around the room as I open the message one more time. “Where are you going? I’ll meet you there,” I type. I walk to the mini bar, grab a small bottle of whiskey, and empty it with one sip. I throw the bottle into the trash can and grab another one when my phone dings with another message. “I think we are going somewhere called Galerias Paris, but I don’t know where that is or what it is,” Calliope messages back, and I smile. I know exactly where she is going. It’s not my first time in Portugal, and I know about the nightlife. “I’ll meet you there; keep your phone with you,” I message back as I grab my jacket from the back of the chair and walk out of the room, stopping in the reception area right after.“Mr. Bolton, what can I do for you?” The young receptionist says, offering me a wide smile. “I need a car to take me
Callie POV“I need a drink,” I let out. My throat is dry, and my mouth feels like I have sand inside. I am not a drinker, but I can tell you the alcohol here is stronger. They don’t use measurements, and that is amazing. Free pouring should be a thing everywhere in the world. “I’ll go get a round for everyone,” Jagger says as I nod. I turn around, face Carina, and smile as she opens her arms and starts spinning. I copy my cousin as we laugh while Ben follows Jagger to the bar. I know Jagger is not comfortable here. This is not his environment at all. It isn’t mine if I am being honest. But I am having fun. I feel a set of hands land on my hips, and I turn around, smiling. “Hey,” I say as I look at my other cousin, Carlos. Carlos is Carina’s twin, but he was working and decided to meet us here. “Sis,” Carlos says, but as soon as she smiles, I feel Carlos being pulled away from me, and Jagger is slamming his fist against Carlos’s nose. “Jagger, stop,” I shout over the music, but he s
Callie POV“Don’t you dare walk away from me, Calliope,” Jagger says as his nostrils flare. He looks at Ben, who is standing behind me. I can see Jagger’s eyes move between me and Ben, and I move my arm from his grip, and his eyes meet mine again. They are darker than usual as his jar clenches while he puts his hands in his pockets. “Or what?” I ask, crossing my arms in front of my chest. I hate the way he is behaving right now. “Are you going to throw me over your shoulder and take me away?” I say, raising my eyebrows as I look at him. Jagger shakes his head slightly as he takes a deep breath, staring at me. “Don’t fucking tempt me, Calliope,” Jagger says, taking a step towards me. He is inches away from me. “Maybe we should all take a minute,” Ben says, moving slightly to stand beside me. Jagger looks at Ben, and I can see his jaw clenching once more as his nostrils flare in anger. “Maybe you should fuck off and mind your own fucking business,” Jagger says to Ben, which widens h
Jagger POV“Are you sure you want to do this?” Dash asks as we both put our masks on. I nod as I try to focus on the task at hand. This is going to be the most dangerous thing we have ever done. “I think this can go wrong on so many levels,” Dash adds, and I look at my brother as he stares at me. The only thing I can see from his features are his eyes. The eyes that mirror my own. I let out a deep breath, gathering the guns I chose to take with me while Dash did the same thing. Wyatt has been extremely quiet, lost in his own mind. I know he is struggling not knowing where his family are, for their own protection. “Let’s go,” Wyatt says as he walks past me and Dash, carrying his duffel bag with the guns he is taking extra. The rest of the men are in the armory, grabbing their own things. This room is only for the three of us. “If things get too much, I want you out,” I say as I look at my brother, and he shakes his head, pressing his forehead to mine as his hand rests on the back of
Jagger POVI look over my shoulder to see Calliope staring at me. Her arms are wrapped around her body as if trying to self-soothe, and something inside of me breaks. I look into those beautiful eyes before I exhale and leave her inside our house. Once the door is closed behind me, I get into the mindset I am going to need to get this shit done. I hate lying to Calliope, but I also know I can’t tell her the truth, not yet. If she knew I wasn’t going away, that I would be in New York, she would have way too many questions I wouldn’t be able to answer. As soon as I close the door on my car I press the button to call Dash. “I’m on my way, is everything ready?” I ask Dash and I can tell by the background noise it isn’t. “What the fuck is going on?” I ask as I wait impatiently for the garage door to open. “One of my clubs exploded last night,” Dash says, and my brain can’t even begin to process the words that just came out of my brother’s mouth. “What the fuck?” I let out as I drive as
Callie POVLiving with Jagger has been the most amazing and weird thing I have ever done in my life. He is attentive and caring, but he also gives me my space and allows me to spend time alone so I can focus on my studies. I have never met anyone like him before. But there’s one thing I can’t get my head around. Several times, I wake up during the night, and he is gone. He is nowhere to be found, and I keep thinking he would tell me where he is going if he wanted me to know, right?“Are you okay?” He asks me, lowering his newspaper as he grabs a cup of coffee, bringing it to his lips. There’s something extremely sensual about a man holding a newspaper with only one hand while their eyes are on us. I feel a shiver run down my spine as these thoughts take over my brain. I nod slightly, trying to push away all the questions in my head. Jagger closes the newspaper and places it next to his plate. Immediately after he stands and walks to me with a confidence I envy. I keep my eyes on him,
Jagger POV“This is amazing,” Calliope says, throwing her arms around my neck, pulling me and kissing me. Her lips devour mine as her tongue dances with mine. Without a second thought, I spin us around, sitting Calliope on the edge of her new desk as she spreads her legs, wrapping them around my body. I press my erection against her heated pussy, and Calliope moans against my lips as my tongue moves slowly down her neck, tasting her every inch. Calliope has no idea the power she has over me; how she could click her fingers, I would go running like a fucking lost puppy. I am addicted to her, and I am not ashamed to admit it. “Show me how much you like it, baby,” I whisper in her ear, and her entire body shivers as her eyes snap open as I take a step back, allowing her to adjust herself on the desk and fall on her knees in front of me. I Can’t help but smile at the sight in front of me. Calliope on her knees is the most beautiful thing ever. How her eyes shine as her hands move to und
Jagger POV“Let’s go,” I say, and I hear people complaining as Donna looks at me with widened eyes. I am not going to sit here and listen to these pricks trying to destroy our reputations. Yes, they might be right. Yes, I was already chasing her before all of this ended, but I can’t help but try to protect her from all of this. Calliope looks at me and nods, standing with me and holding my hand as we walk out of the room where all the press is protesting. I know they were waiting for a final statement from me, but they can fuck right off. “Are you okay?” I ask Calliope as soon as we are alone in the corridor. Her hands are freezing cold and shaking slightly.Her eyes meet mine, and she shakes her head softly with tears pooling her eyes as she stares back into mine. “That was horrible,” she says with a single tear rolling down her cheek. I pull Calliope into my arms, hugging her tightly as she breaks down, crying against my chest. “That was completely unnecessary,” I hear Donna say a
Callie POV“We would like to thank you all for being here, and we would like you all to please respect Mr. Bolton and Miss Flores’s privacy as much as possible. We know you all have questions, and they will do their best to answer them,” Donna says as she smiles, staring directly at the three rows of reporters all staring back at her. I admire how comfortable she is looking in front of everyone.I rub my hands on my legs under the table, and I see Jagger looking at me through the corner of my eyes. He moves one of his hands, placing it on top of mine, stopping me. When I look at him, he gives me a small smile and nods, trying to encourage me. “Please understand Miss Flores won’t be speaking of the legal case surrounding herself at the moment as it’s all in court still, and if Miss Flores is not speaking, the same goes for Mr. Bolton; please be respectful and mindful,” Donna says before she sits next to me.We have a huge table dividing us from the press and Donna points at the first
Callie POV“Are you ready for this?” Donna asks, and I shake my head as I bite my lower lip. Jagger is looking at me as he has his microphone fitted on the lapel of his jacket. “It’s going to be okay; stick to the answers we rehearsed,” Donna says, and I nod. I watch as the woman fitting the microphone bats her eyelashes at Jagger, and he is entirely unaware of her. His eyes are on me, and once she is done, he shoves his hands into his pockets, walking to me. Donna steps to the side as he stands before me, offering me a slight smile. “You two need to remain as a united front. We have checked all the questions being made, but reporters always go rogue,” Donna says, and Jagger nods.“Not my first press conference,” Jagger lets out, and Donna inhales a breath at his tone with her. She can barely look him in the eye and is blushing at any eye contact between them. I frown, watching her behave like a schoolgirl next to Jagger. Donna never behaved like this. She was always very cold toward
Jagger POV“Jagger, you have Donna Johnson on the line,” Janet says through the intercom between my office and her desk. I let out a breath closing my laptop and answering the phone. “Donna, what can I do for you?” I ask. I am not the type of person to go around having chit-chat. I have always been cordial with Donna, but we don’t really have a lot in common. She is more of a social worker case. She likes pro bonuses and cases that won’t get her anywhere. She was never money-thirsty. “Jagger, thank you for answering; I know you are a busy man,” she says. I sit back in my chair, closing my eyes for a few seconds, waiting for her to continue, but she stays silent. “As you said, Donna, I am a busy man,” I let out through greeted teeth. I have nothing against her, but the fact that she is wasting my time is starting to annoy me. “I would like to sit with you; I need a lawyer,” she says, and I frown, sitting back up on my chair. Now, she’s piqued my interest. “I wouldn’t be contacting
Callie POV“I asked you a question, Calliope,” Jagger says. His eyes focused on mine, and I blinked several times, trying to come up with an intelligent response, but nothing came out. I feel the shame creeping in and taking over my face as I feel it warming up. “Answer the fucking question, Calliope,” his tone makes me frown and take one step away from him.Jagger has never spoken to me that way before. His anger pointed at me. I wasn’t the one writing those terrible things, I am the one being attacked, and he is the one with a stick up his ass? I grip his wrists, moving his hands from my face, and Jagger lets out a breath as I take a step away from him. Jagger moves to get closer to me, but I take another step away from him. “Why are you talking to me like that?” I question Jagger as I cross my arms in front of my chest, raising my eyebrows and staring directly into his eyes. I am tired of people playing with my feelings and thinking they can control my life. Jagger shakes his hea