Living in Denver is not as bad as Mia thought. Quite the opposite. She made new friends very fast. All the employees at De La Crush treat her friendly. Normally at Blueberry Hill, she would spend her free time cooped up in her studio apartment, but in Denver, she was invited to hang out most nights after her shift was done. Sometimes her new friends invite her to several clubs or just hang out at a nearby cafe, and she feels happy that her days are no longer alone. Her sandwich lunch ends with the arrival of a collection of foods from an unknown man who left the food with Grant. She felt sure that Jaxon was behind it all. Even though he visited De La Crush numerous times and asked Mia to accompany him for dinner or lunch, Jaxon never visited her apartment, which baffled her. After all, having dinner together doesn’t mean they are exclusive, right? Thinking of a relationship with a man like Jaxon is also impossible. A man like him sure has a catalog of beautiful women in every corne
The voices of conversation woke Mia. Her head moved slightly when she heard Jaxon say something to someone. “I want to vomit,” complained Mia. She fumbled around and grabbed Jaxon’s shirt to catch his attention. “Shhh ... we almost there, Mia.” Jaxon tightened his hug, which made her realize the two of them were in the back seat of Jaxon’s private SUV. Jaxon had rushed out of the Sugar Trap without saying goodbye to his friends, and he knew that his six best friends must have witnessed the scene from the bar. And Jaxon could hear their laughter as he was in pain, enduring the bottle hit from Mia repeatedly. While holding back his annoying memory, Jaxon pulled Mia back to his lap. She started struggling and was about to sit on his next. “Mia, calm down!” he hissed with a low voice, but Mia could feel his anger that hardly Jaxon controlled to make her obey him. “Jaxon, I can’t stand anymore,” she whined again a few minutes later. Jaxon took a deep breath. “Fritz, turn around to
The sound of footsteps from the hallway woke Mia. She suddenly got up from the bed and walked slowly towards the door to see who was behind. Her heart skipped a beat as she heard the faint sound of footsteps pacing back and forth along the hallway. Mia glanced at the clock above the nightstand. It was still one in the morning. She slowly opened the door, and suddenly she was stunned to find Jaxon alone. “What are you doing?” Mia asked with a low voice and made Jaxon, who was not focused on his surrounding, almost jump from his skin, but Mia didn’t feel guilty at all, even though she glared sharply at him. His hair, usually smooth and neat, looks messy as if he was only combing it with his fingers, while the buttons of his white shirt under his jacket are open to reveal his smooth broad chest skin. Jaxon didn’t answer right away. He stared at Mia for a long time with an unusually gentle gaze. “I asked, what are you doing, Jaxon,” Mia repeated. Jaxon approached Mia without answering
Mia saw Jaxon walking away from their car. Then, she noticed the bimbo standing in the parking lot, smiling broadly at Jaxon, who was approaching her. Mia couldn’t see Jaxon’s face, who turned his back from her. Her heart was full of jealousy as Jaxon’s steps got closer to the bimbo. Mia didn’t blink her eyes away at the two figures, even though the SUV she was riding just moved away without waiting for Jaxon, who was now standing in front of the woman. “Wait a minute, Jaxon is still outside.” Mia stopped Fritz, who was driving the SUV. “Mr. Bradwood ordered to take you to the apartment, Miss Heart,” answered Joe, sitting next to Fritz. “But ...” Mia’s words stopped. Now she feels confused about why Jaxon left her and chose the bimbo instead. Her gaze remained fixed on the two persons standing in front of De La Crush till they vanished as soon as the vehicle on the main road passed. “You said Jaxon ordered to drop me off at the apartment?” Mia asked, sounding sad. She wonders wh
As soon as Jaxon entered the apartment, he first saw Mia’s silhouette in the dark in front of the glass window, which overlooked the city lights. She sat with her back to him, facing the window in a pink blanket with a unicorn motive. Jaxon approached slowly, sat down as he stared out the window, and gave her space about two inches. The two of them were silent for a long time until several windows in various apartment buildings had their lights turning off one by one, indicating it was past midnight. “How much longer are you sitting here?” asked Jaxon, finally breaking the silence. You could hear her soft breath while her hands tightened under the blanket, covering her body as if looking for false security. “Are you spying on me via CCTV?” Mia asked in a low voice, slightly hoarse. Jaxon didn’t answer. “How many CCTVs have you installed here?” Again Jaxon chose silence. “Did you also install CCTV in my room?” Jaxon was also silent, but this time Mia couldn’t hold back her ang
The Red Cage’s basement was packed with visitors. The visitors were very enthusiastic about the cage arena. News about Red Cage holding a unique entertainment was rare, spreading whispers very quickly. The men in black suits of Red Cage’s members gathered at the balcony. They watched the crowd in the Arena from the second floor. Jaxon sat quietly in his chair, and he looked bored. Even though his eyes were fixed on the Arena, his gaze seemed flat. A woman stood in the middle of a closed cage surrounded by bold red iron bars. The woman’s body looks limp, with her hands and feet tied to a pole in the middle of the cell. She covered only with a bra and G-string. Thousands of men surround the cage with a lecherous stare, their lustful eyes glued to her nakedness. There were whistles and condescending calls from the audience, making the woman cry because she felt humiliated. Her head looked up towards the balcony where Jaxon usually watched into the Arena, but the woman could only see hi
Slaine stared in surprise at Mia, hiding next to the pantry. “Have Jaxon and the old woman left,” whispered Mia, hinting at her station. “Do you mean Nana and Jaxon?” asked Slaine in a whisper. “Nana?” “Yes, Nana. She’s Jaxon’s grandmother, the woman who raised him. Her full name is Gia Leonore.” Mia’s mouth formed an O at this information. She thought Jaxon was rising himself, seeing no family photos inside his castle. “Do you think he’s a bamboo stick that grows by itself? Of course, he has a family. There’s no way he was raised by a wolf. What century do you think nowadays?” Mia stared at Slaine as if she had a horn on her face. “That woman looks sweet and kind,” Mia whispered, amazed that the most feared criminal in Denver was raised by a kind old woman. Slaine laughed at Mia’s confession. “Oh, Mia. You don’t know how scary Nana was when she was young. Don’t be fooled by her appearance. She was also part of a dangerous Mafia network before Jaxon took over the city. The di
Mia has just arrived at her apartment when Joe gets a call from Jaxon. He tells Joe to immediately meet him in the Compound. “Where are you going?” asked Mia, who had been eavesdropping. “Mr. Bradwood called me, Miss Heart,” answered Joe, who was busy giving a call for instructions to the men in the lobby. “But, I want to go out to the supermarket.” “Alex will accompany you.” Joe was about to instruct Alex when Mia argued firmly. “No, I can do it alone. They better watch this place, the supermarket is only five blocks from here. So, I don’t need company. “ “But, Ma’am, Mr ... ..” “I can do it myself! Denver is perfectly safe for me to roam around. Believe me, everyone in this city has heard about me. Nobody will do anything to me under the Jaxon’s name,” interrupted Mia as she picked up a jacket and sneakers. “I will contact ...” “No need, I’ll just be a moment.” Mia could see the doubt in Joe’s eyes. Mia was sure she could leave that place alone with only a little encouragem