All Chapters of Twins of Deception: Love in Shadows: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

JaxsonThe moment I stepped back into Tony's hospital room, the sight that greeted me was like a punch to the gut. There was Tony's brother, his arm wrapped around Esmerelda, pulling her close in a comforting embrace. My heart raced with a mix of anger and despair. Esmerelda and I had already had our talk, the one where unspoken truth was finally aired, and I had walked away certain I'd lost her for good. Yet, seeing another man's hands on her, even in a gesture of comfort, ignited a fierce jealousy that overrode all reason. I knew I had no claim over her, no right to feel this way, but the raw emotion was undeniable. It was a reminder of what I'd let slip through my fingers, and the regret was as sharp as ever.I knew I shouldn't have, but I stormed over and grabbed Esmerelda's arm, pulling her away from Nico. I couldn't help myself; the jealousy and anger were too much to bear. I had lost her; I knew that but seeing her in another man's arms was like a knife to my heart. It made me

JaxsonI don't sleep at all thinking about all the things that happened the day before. I can't figure out which is worse. The fact that I could have hurt her? The fact that I scared her. Not what I do for a living, no but I personally scared her with my reaction to Nico touching her. In what part of my mind did I think it was okay to grab her like that? I can't for the life of me figure that out. But then how can that act overshadow the fact she was shot at or was being kidnapped when my brother found her?The best conclusion to that last question I can come up with is that the first two events I wasn't aware that she needed protection, if i was she would have had more of it. And the last one was all me. Those actions I can control.That's what haunts me the most. My actions. My impulses. I can't shake the image of her face, the fear in her eyes when I lashed out. It was as if she saw a monster, and in that moment, I was one. I let my possessiveness and anger get the better of me, an

JaxsonTo say I am shocked to see her at her desk when I walk into the office is an understatement. After the tumultuous events of yesterday, I had assumed she would take some time away. Yet, here she is, a testament to resilience, or perhaps obligation, her presence both a relief and a puzzle. My relief is palpable, a weight lifted that I hadn't fully acknowledged bearing. It's curious how the mind works, how the heart tightens with worry, only to release upon the sight of her—diligent, focused, seemingly unscathed by yesterday's chaos. I am also filled with pride at the fact she can be like that. It shows her true strength.Her seriousness is a stark contrast to the usual lightness she carries, and it adds a layer of complexity to her already intriguing persona. She is beautiful, undeniably so, with her fiery hair cascading in waves, only half-tamed by pins, falling to her waist. The deep green of her suit jacket, left casually open, suits her—no pun intended. It's a color that comp

When she first broke away from the kiss I was worried that this was it. The kiss of death, because at this point I am sure that is exactly what would happen if I couldn't have her. But then she leaned up and kissed me again. And as much as I would love to be a gentleman about this I can't. It's been too long, since I was able to touch her.I pulled her closer, my hands tangling in her hair, not wanting to let go. The kiss deepened, and I felt her respond with an urgency that mirrored my own. It had been too long for her too, since we'd allowed ourselves this closeness, and the pent-up desire threatened to overwhelm me. In that moment, nothing else mattered but her and this kiss. I knew I should slow down, savor this reunion, but my body had a mind of its own. I traced her jawline with my thumb, my heart racing as I explored her face, committing every detail to memory. When we finally parted, breathless and dazed, I rested my forehead against hers, afraid to break the spell. I saw the

JaxsonI lean forward and take her lips in mine, letting her taste herself in me, as I reach for my belt. I want to take my time with her, I want to get her naked and feel every inch of her soft skin against mine, but we don't have the time for that and while this is most definitely not the place for this, it is more so not the place for that. Because if anyone saw her like that, I would have to kill them. At least this way I can hide most of her with my own body and her clothes. I also don't want to risk her running in the time I would take to get her undressed.She clings to my shoulders as I try to get the buckle done as fast as possible, when I am taking too long, she drops her hands pushing me out of the way and undoes it for me. She's seeming a little impatient, but I can't blame her. I also can't help but smirk into the kiss. It's like we've been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever. As her fingers fumble with the buckle, I can feel her heart racing against my che