Twenty Two

JAX'S POV

One hour earlier

I sauntered into the black limousine that was parked in waiting for me and my personal assistant who ambled behind me.

I was lavishly dressed, claded in a white expensive tuxedo and a matching trouser. My hair was sleek, set to cascade down to the nape of my neck and not a single hair was out of place.

Various rings hugged my fingers and an expensive chain hung around my neck. My expensive cologne glued on to me like a second skin, feeling the air with its heavenly scent wherever I went to.

I really looked like a man of authority and just the thought got me smiling.

"Good evening sir" the chauffeur greeted me as he pulled open the doors for I and my personal assistant.

I passed him a nod and a smile which he acknowledged.

I sat down in one of the leather seats, the air conditioning had its system reignited as the cool breeze settled on me, making me relaxed and comfortable.

Although I wasn't exactly excited to attend this event, irregardless of t