All Chapters of The Joker - The Ashford Brothers Series - Book Two: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Dylan POVJo grips my hand as I offer it to her to help her get out of the car. I booked the reservation to one of the most upcoming restaurants in Manhattan. The sooner the press sees us together and photographs us together, the sooner we will be alone without people taking pictures constantly.“Dylan, who’s the woman with you?”“Dylan, what’s her name?”“Is this the woman that got between you and Savannah?” I hear the question, and I feel Jo stiffen next to me. I smile at the photographer as I hold her close to my body, resting my arm on her lower back as she smiles. We are almost blinded by the flashing lights.The questions keep being shouted as we walk into the restaurant and the hostess that recognizes me straight away greeted us. She looks at Jo with a fake smile and then locks eyes with me. I take a deep breath, tightening my grip around Jo’s waist as I guide us through the restaurant in

Dylan POV I smile as I hear her closing the bathroom door. She still has some secrets from me, but it’s okay. I will give her some time to work through that. She will trust me completely eventually and I can wait. I know she is hiding something big from me and that’s why she wanted to play the two truths and one lie on our first date. She was trying to find a way of telling me something. I can wait. I roll around on the bed, resting now on my back with my arm hanging over my eyes, covering them as I smile, remembering last night. I fucked Jo on every surface of this room. And I can’t wait for my house to be ready so I can do the same there. My phone pings and I grab it as I raise it in front of my eyes and I see that is an email from their DNA clinic. I sit up straight, putting my feet on the floor while my hands shake slightly. I open it and start reading the report. Most of what it says there I can’t understand. It’s three pages and I can feel my heart beat

Jo POV“You trusted him before me. You went to my brother when you should’ve come to me? This is about my life and you went to him?” Dylan says as he gets his clothes from the floor and starts putting them on.“Dylan, please, you need to understand. I didn’t know what to do,” I say, but all he does is shake his head while he continues to get dressed. He is not even looking at me.“I was with you, just after he left you, and you hid it from me. You chose to keep me in the dark.” He shouts at me and I jump. He never spoke to me like that, ever. I watch as he sits, putting his shoes on. I walk to him and kneel in front of him, touching his leg, but he doesn’t look at me. I open my mouth to speak but close it straight after because it doesn’t matter what I say now. He feels betrayed and I understand that.Dylan grabs his keys and walks out of the room, leaving me on my knees near the bed as I watch h

Dylan POV As we walk down the stairs, I can feel Jo feel a lot more relaxed than before. We walk through the lobby to the sitting area where my mom is drinking some tea and reading a pile of papers. She raises her head, watching us. She takes her glasses off, places them neatly over the pile of papers, and smiles. “Mom, this is Jo, my girlfriend,” I say and my mom smiles, looking at Jo. Jo looks at me nervously as my mom offers her hand to shake. Jo lets go of my hand, shaking it. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, dear,” Mom says, and Jo smiles. “The pleasure is mine. You have a beautiful house,” she says and my mom beams at Jo. I pull Jo to sit next to me on the couch while my mom rings her obnoxious bell and the maid walks into the room almost instantly. I wonder if she is just standing around waiting for my mom to ring the damn thing. “Bring us some more tea please,” my mom says, and the maid nods, taking away the lukewarm tea.

Jo POV“Shit,” Layla says, looking at it and then back at me. I walk back into the house, closing the door as I look at the photo in my hand. I guess this is why he drugged me, this is why he wanted me asleep, completely passed out.“That bastard! I swear I am going to rip his balls off when the guys find him,” Layla says, but I can’t move. The photo in front of me has me paralyzed. “I thought I heard something,” I hear Alma say as she walks into the living room. “Is everything okay?” She asks as she looks at me. Layla looks at her and shakes her head before Alma walks towards us. I keep the photo against my chest so she can’t see it. After all, the bastard in bed with me naked is her son and I don’t want to subject her to this. “Alm