CHAPTER 35

Valjerome let out a cold laugh. "Erom is my son," he corrected.

Chaos smirked and smiled playfully. "Last time I checked, he's my son."

"You two, enough," I immediately sighed then shielded Chaos.

I will admit that I was nervous about the situation. Valjerome and I may have been separated for a few years but I know him. He's a mafia boss. In just a snap, he could kill if he wanted to and that was the last thing I wanted to happen right now.

"Valjerome, let us leave," I said emotionlessly.

He looked at me, giving me back the emotionless stare. "I have three more days to be with you, Jazzie," he said.

I clenched my jaw. "With my son, Valjerome. Not with me," I emphasized.

He licked his lower lip. "Still, you're not going anywhere. You and my son." He glared at Chaos who's standing behind me.

"What else