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Under His Command Jaxon's Thoughts
Jaxon's POV The hum of the engine reverberated through the car as I leaned back in my seat, my eyes filled quiet satisfaction. The day had been a long one, but the result—my result—was undeniable. Riley was finally under my control. The victory felt almost too easy. I glanced at the contract resting on my lap. Riley had signed it, and with that signature, he had sealed his fate. Riley had tried to resist, but it had been futile. All it had taken was a few calculated moves—threats, humiliation, and the right amount of leverage—and Riley had been broken. It was beautiful, really. How swiftly everything had fallen into place. I shifted in his seat, my fingers still gripping the edges of the contract, and glanced out the window. The city lights flashed by in a blur of color, but my mind was elsewhere. I remembered Riley’s face—those moments of defiance, of anger, before he had finally given in. And then the last look Riley had given me before signing the contract: resignation. A
Last Updated : 2024-11-25Under His Command Mine to Protect
Jaxon’s POVThe scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the interior of my sleek, black Mercedes as I leaned back in the leather seat, my jaw clenched in irritation. I thought buying a hot cup of beverage from a local drive-in would sooth the anger in my chest, but I had been wrong.The dashboard clock blinked back at me—9:23 PM. The streets outside were cloaked in shadows, lit only by flickering streetlights as we drove by.“This is ridiculous,” I muttered under my breath. Steven, who perhaps had the same thought and frustration as I did, glanced at me from the corner of his eye. He knew better than to interrupt my thoughts, especially when I was fuming. I wasn’t supposed to be here. My day had ended hours ago, yet here I was, dragged back to the office because Alexis, the one person I literally cannot say no to, had thrown a fit over her damn Russian cookies that I had forgot back at the office. I’d screamed at her twice in my head today, but as always, I couldn’t bring myself to
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Under His Command A Debt I didn't ask for
Riley’s POVA throbbing ache in my cheek jolted me awake. The pain was sharp and unrelenting, like someone hammering nails into my skull. I groaned, the sound escaping my lips involuntarily as my senses slowly came back to me. My face felt heavy, and when I raised a trembling hand to touch it, my fingertips brushed against something unfamiliar—a bandage. What the hell? Blinking, I tried to sit up, but my body protested, stiff and sore. As my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, I realized I wasn’t in my apartment. The room around me was massive, the kind of space you only saw in expensive home magazines.Where am I? Panic flared in my chest as my memories rushed back. The dark alley. The three men. Their laughter as they mocked me and took everything.My stomach churned. I searched for my phone, my hands shaking as I finally found it lying on the sleek glass nightstand. Unlocking it, I went to my banking app, my breath hitching. The balance stared back at me: $0.00. Gone.
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Under His Command Gratitude and Unease
Riley’s POVWhen I opened my eyes the next morning, the dull aches in my body reminded me that last night wasn’t just some nightmare. Every movement sent sharp reminders through my muscles, and the throb in my cheek made me wince. My hands found the bandage still stuck firmly to my skin, and for a brief moment, I allowed myself to wallow in the helplessness of it all. The events of the night before replayed in my mind—the dark alley, the cruel laughter of those men, and the humiliation of being overpowered and robbed.My fists clenched at the memory, and an anger I rarely let surface bubbled within me. I hated feeling weak. If only I’d been stronger. If only I could’ve fought back. If only I hadn’t been so easy to take down. The thought sent another pang of humiliation through me. But then, another memory crept in, one that felt even more surreal. Jaxon.The man I loathed had been the one to save me. And not just save me—he’d gone so far as to send me... I grabbed my phone
Last Updated : 2024-11-29Under His Command A Collision of Hearts
Riley’s POVAs minutes flew by, I froze as Eric’s lips pressed gently against mine. A part of me wanted to stop him, to push him back and remind him that I’d told him before—we couldn’t be anything more than friends But his kiss was so tender, so full of emotion, that I found myself sinking into it instead of pulling away. It wasn’t the kind of kiss that demanded or conquered. It was soft and warm, like the first rays of sunlight after a long, cold night. His hand cupped my cheek, careful to avoid the bruise, and I couldn’t help but notice the way he held me, as though I were something precious. My mind was spinning. This was Eric—kind, caring Eric. The man who had stood by me through thick and thin. The man who had accepted my boundaries when I told him we couldn’t be a couple. Yet here he was, pouring all his unspoken feelings into this kiss. Eric pulled back suddenly, his face flushed. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice shaky. He ran a hand through his hair, avoiding my gaze.
Last Updated : 2024-11-29Under His Command The Quiet Storm
Jaxon’s POVFew hours agoThe aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the room as I walked down the grand staircase of my mansion, the polished marble floors cool beneath my bare feet. My butler, Gregson, was waiting for me at the dining table, setting down a steaming cup of black coffee. “Good morning, sir,” he greeted, his tone formal as always. “Morning,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair and taking my seat. The warmth of the cup was a welcome comfort as I brought it to my lips. Before I could enjoy the first sip, Alexis waltzed into the room, her loose robe trailing behind her. Her hair was slightly scattered, a testament to her casual attitude, but her sharp blue eyes were as alert as ever. “Good morning, sunshine,” she chirped, sliding into the chair opposite me. “Morning,” I replied with a smirk. “Gregson, could you get me a coffee too?” she asked sweetly. Gregson nodded without hesitation. “Of course, ma’am.” As Gregson disappeared into the kitchen, A
Last Updated : 2024-11-29Under His Command The Games We Play
Jaxon’s POVThe tension in the air was almost palpable as Alexis and Eric exchanged light banter, their voices weaving an odd contrast to the storm brewing inside me. My eyes moved between Riley and Eric, lingering on the subtle way Riley shifted closer to him, as though drawn to his presence. My jaw clenched. Something had happened between them. I didn’t need confirmation; the signs were all there. The slight redness in Riley’s cheeks, the way Eric glanced at him like he was the only person in the room, and, of course, the damned shirt. Riley’s voice broke through my thoughts. “Would you two like to have anything? I mean, since you’re already here.” It was a casual invitation, polite on the surface, but there was something deliberate about it. I opened my mouth to decline, already envisioning the torture of sitting in their space, but Alexis nudged me in the side, her elbow sharp against my ribs. “We’d love to, but not right now. I like having my coffee rest in my stomach f
Last Updated : 2024-11-29Under His Command Unsteady Ground
Riley’s POVI returned to the living room with the stack of high school yearbooks in my hands, carefully avoiding making eye contact with Jaxon as I handed them to Alexis. She took them with an excited grin, flipping the first one open immediately. “Oh my God, Riley!” she exclaimed, pointing at one of the photos. “Look at you here! You were so cute back then. Look at those cheeks!” My face burned as I glanced at the picture. It was one of those cheesy spirit-week photos where I was dressed as the school mascot—a giant, fluffy bear. It wasn’t my finest moment, but Alexis seemed to find it absolutely adorable. Eric chuckled beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. “She’s right, you know. You were cute. Still are.” He leaned in, planting a quick kiss on my cheek. I froze, glancing at Jaxon out of the corner of my eye. He didn’t say anything at first, but the slight narrowing of his eyes told me he’d seen the gesture. Then, as though he couldn’t help himself, he rolled h
Last Updated : 2024-12-02
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Under His Command Silent Witness
Riley’s POVThe tension in the office was palpable as Jaxon’s father stormed out of his son’s office. His face was a mask of rage, his lips pressed into a tight line, and his entourage followed him like shadows, their polished shoes clicking against the tiled floor. I stood frozen by my desk, my heart racing. What had happened in there? It looked like they had just had a very heated exchange and judging from the expression on Arthur's face, I think it's safe to say he lost.I glanced toward Jaxon’s office, half expecting to see him emerge looking triumphant or defeated. But the glass walls revealed nothing except the faint reflection of my curious coworkers whispering among themselves. “Wow,” Chloe murmured from her desk beside mine, leaning closer. “Did you see that? The way he walked out… It’s like he wanted the whole world to know how mad he is. Something’s definitely not right between those two.” I hesitated. Chloe’s knack for digging into drama was almost legendary, but
Under His Command Defiance in the Shadows
Jaxon’s POVThe air in my office was thick, suffocating, as my father lowered himself into one of the sleek leather chairs in front of my desk. His every movement was deliberate, his demeanor a blend of calculated calm and unrelenting authority. I could see it in his sharp gray eyes—the storm brewing just beneath the surface. A small, mocking laugh escaped his lips before he looked at me, his piercing eyes boring into my skin. I could tell instantly he wasn't just angry, he was furious."You have got to be kidding me" He said after being quiet for what felt like forever.I raised an eyebrow, my curiosity piqued by his words which seemed alien to me. I wanted to understand what he meant by such things he said, but nothing came to mind."What exactly are you going on about?" I asked. "Do you want to say another derogatory thing about my staff or is there something else wrong I have done that you would happily like to point out?"I remained standing behind my desk, my fingers grippin
Under His Command Unspoken Tension
Riley’s POVThe soft hum of my phone pulled my gaze downward, my fingers itching to unlock the screen and check for the reply I’d been hoping for all morning. My message to Jaxon sat there, still unanswered. Worse, I saw the small indicator that showed he’d read it. A faint wave of disappointment washed over me, but I quickly tamped it down. It wasn’t anger or even irritation that lingered in my chest—it was understanding. After the scene this morning, Jaxon had enough on his plate. His father’s presence was a storm cloud over his otherwise confident demeanor, and I could only imagine how much worse the pressure must feel behind closed doors. Still, a part of me wished I could just talk to him. Even a simple, “I’m here if you need me” felt like it would make a difference. But the idea of anyone seeing us together and jumping to conclusions was enough to keep me fixed to my desk. Jaxon was already in a delicate situation; the last thing he needed was office gossip adding to his
Under His Command A Battle of Wills
Jaxon’s POVMy father’s voice thundered through the vast living room, his words echoing off the polished marble floors and the towering walls of glass. I stood in front of him, my arms crossed, my expression set like stone. I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me flinch. “You think you’re doing well?” he scoffed, pacing back and forth. His perfectly tailored suit only served to add to the sharpness of his words. “You think running the company means showing up when you feel like it and gallivanting with your flavor of the month?” My jaw tightened. “Gallivanting? Is that what you think I’ve been doing?” I shot back, my voice steady but cutting. “You’ve seen the numbers. The company’s profits have soared in the past quarter. I’ve closed deals you couldn’t even dream of. That’s what you should care about, not my personal life.” He stopped pacing and turned to me, his gray eyes cold and unyielding. “Don’t delude yourself, Jaxon. You’re only succeeding because of the fou
Under His Command A Window into Jaxon
Riley’s POVThe morning sun filtered through the glass windows of Jaxon’s mansion as Alexis and I walked out together, the silence between us feeling both heavy and uncertain. My footsteps were slow, hesitant, as if part of me wanted to linger, to listen to the muffled voices I could still faintly hear from the house. The argument between Jaxon and his father had been intense, their voices cutting through the grandeur of the mansion like glass. I couldn’t shake the discomfort I felt. Seeing Jaxon like that—his usual air of control completely unraveled—was unsettling. The man I had thought was untouchable, impervious to weakness, had looked so vulnerable, so human. Alexis led the way, her heels clicking against the smooth driveway. The crisp morning air did little to ease the tension knotted in my chest. “Are you okay?” she asked, glancing back at me. I nodded stiffly, though the truth was far from it. “Yeah, I’m fine.” “You don’t look fine,” she said, her voice soft but p
Under His Command Uninvited Guest
Riley’s POVThe warmth of the bed should have been comforting, but the moment I opened my eyes, the silence of Jaxon’s bedroom wrapped around me like a cold sheet. I blinked against the dim morning light filtering through the heavy curtains, realizing I was alone. For a second, I thought he might be in the adjoining bathroom, but there was no sound of running water or the hum of his deep voice humming to himself, as I imagined he might. Sitting up, I ran a hand through my hair, trying to piece together the events of last night. My gaze wandered across the room, taking in the exquisite decor again—the soft gray tones of the walls, the sleek modern furniture, the luxurious rug beneath my feet. But Jaxon was nowhere to be found. I reached for my phone on the nightstand, its screen lighting up with several missed notifications. My stomach tightened as I saw Eric’s name pop up repeatedly. "Riley, are you okay?""Why aren’t you answering me?""Seriously, you’re worrying me. Text
Under His Command Held by Desire
Jaxon’s POVThe way Riley stood in the kitchen, stubbornly holding his ground against my advances, was maddeningly arousing. Every time I thought I’d gained the upper hand, he found a way to turn the tables, leaving me both frustrated and intrigued. But when he’d laid down his condition—being “in charge”—I hadn’t been able to resist agreeing. The fire in his eyes was worth the challenge. “Come with me,” I said, my voice dropping to a tone I knew he couldn’t ignore. He hesitated for a moment, his lips twitching like he was considering some snarky remark, but instead, he nodded. "Where are we going?" He asked, curiousness etched on his face."Somewhere we can get more comfortable" I replied.I turned and led the way out of the kitchen, aware of his footsteps trailing behind me. The path to my bedroom was silent, save for the soft hum of the estate’s hidden lighting. Riley didn’t say a word, but I could feel his curiosity building. When I opened the double doors to my room and
Under His Command Persistent Seduction
Riley’s POVThe kitchen smelled like heaven. Steam rose from the dishes I’d prepared, carrying the aroma of garlic, herbs, and butter. Despite Jaxon’s constant attempts to distract me, I had managed to finish the meal. But I was exhausted—not from cooking, but from the unrelenting energy of the man watching my every move. “You’re still hovering,” I said, glancing at him as I wiped my hands on a towel. Jaxon was positioned on one of the stools at the kitchen island, his arms folded as he leaned back, looking like he owned the world. Which, technically, he did. The dim lighting of the kitchen caught the sharp angles of his face, making him look even more devilishly handsome. His eyes were locked on me, and I could tell he was planning his next move. “Just enjoying the view,” he said, his voice dripping with amusement. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the plates, intent on ignoring him. “If you’re done being a creep, go set the table. Dinner’s ready.” “Me?” He raised an eyebrow,
Under His Command A Taste of Temptation
Jaxon’s POVThe rich clink of glass echoed in the kitchen as I pulled out a bottle of wine from the rack hidden within the oak cabinet.Not just any bottle, of course—this was the wine, the same vintage Riley had ordered at the restaurant not long ago. Back then, he’d savored every drop, his eyes lighting up with an appreciation that was rare to see. I had made a mental note of that moment, and now, it felt like the perfect time to revisit it. “Recognize this?” I asked, holding up the sleek, dark bottle. Riley glanced up from the vegetables he was chopping, his brow furrowing before his gaze landed on the label. His eyes widened, and he straightened, wiping his hands on a towel. “Wait. Is that... the wine from the restaurant?” I smirked, pleased by his reaction. “It is. And,” I said, opening the cabinet door wider, revealing the neatly arranged row of identical bottles, “I’ve got twelve more where this came from.” “Twelve?” Riley’s voice pitched higher in disbelief. He wal
