Mackenzie followed the stairs, till she reached a hallway that looked too luxurious to be a public area of the building. It looked like some sort of VIP spot. She glanced back at the stairs, only to hear the sounds of someone loudly following her.Her face drained.Jeffrey had actually followed her! She thought he had been distracted with the waiters.Panicking, she ran further into the hallway, trying to spot an escape route. But there was nothing. The doors on the opposite walls were closed, leaving her no choice but to hurry forward. After a moment of pure panic, she finally spotted a door that was slightly open, so she ran towards it like it was her life line.She slipped through the space and hid behind the door, casting her frightened gaze across the room filled with low lighting and lots of shadows. Her eyes moved to the window, and spotted a tall, broad figure facing out of the window, with a glass of wine in his hand.Mackenzie froze, and in her shock, took a step back. She a
Mackenzie was standing in nothing but a flimsy black lace bra and matching black panties. And her high heels. She swayed slightly, making her hair flirt around her back.“It’s so hot..” She muttered to herself, reaching to her back and struggling to reach the pins of her bra.Now that the danger was gone, she was lost under the influence of the tequila shots she had been chugging down all night.Chase could not control the sudden lust that erupted in a scorching inferno inside him the moment he stepped in to see her like this. His entire body had gone tense, and his eyes hooded with desire.Fuck, he thought, as blood pooled straight down in his shaft.But then she was drunk. She had no idea what she was doing. He shouldn’t be thinking about throwing her onto the bed, tearing that flimsy lace off her soft and curvy hips and plowing his cock into her so hard, her screams would bring the entire club house down.Those X-rated thoughts of his, while she was drunk were too depraved.“What a
Mackenzie, in her drunken stupor, placed a hand against her ears, realizing that she had left her earrings back in Chase’s VIP room. She had taken them off first before sliding out of her dress. “How could I let this happen?” She muttered grumpily to herself, oblivious to the fact that Chase was watching her closely as they got closer to Maverick’s car.Charlotte and Felicity perked up immediately they spotted them, and they hurried forward. “Is she okay?” Felicity asked, worriedly.“I found her on time, thankfully.” Uncle Maverick answered, shooting a cold look in Chase’s direction. “She’s just soaking drunk.”“She had too much tequila. I should have stopped her.” Felicity frowned.Chase was distracted from the conversation when Charlotte planted herself in front of him, with her eyes wide in awe and disbelief. She could not believe the fact that she was standing in front of The Chase Axford in person.She eagerly noted that he looked even more gorgeous in person than in the pictur
The mention of the will had Chase bristling with sudden anger. He hated the fact that his father had so easily resigned himself to the idea of being killed off by cancer.“That is not important right now.” He gritted out. “What is important is that you get your surgery and come out healthy again!”Richard furrowed his eyebrows. “What is wrong with you, Chase? You are usually the practical one. Getting my things in order, including my will, is the practical thing to do at this point. No one knows what the outcome of the surgery will be.”“We are fighters. That is what got us this high in the food chain.” Chase countered. “You have to fight this. You already have state-of-the-art hospital equipment, genius doctors and skilled surgeons at your service. All that’s left is your will to fight. Do you really want to leave, like mom did?”Richard sighed deeply. “Son. You have Eleanor.”Chase’s expression visibly darkened at the mention of that woman. “If you trust Eleanor so much, why have
The man was in serious pain, and that pain bled into his voice as he exclaimed,“My wrist is broken! Please! Please, let me go!”His pride and over bloated ego had all evaporated in Chase’s presence. Sweat trickled down the side of his face, as he tried to loosen his inflamed wrist from Chase’s grip.“What was that you called her?” Chase snarled in rage, “Who the fuck are you to lay your filthy hand on her?!”The manager dashed out of a door to see what the noise was all about, and his jaw dropped to the ground in alarm and shock when he saw Chase. He hurried over, apologizes spilling out of his mouth like a waterfall.He had not even bothered to ask what was going on.“Mr. Axford! I’m deeply sorry—”Chase was barely even listening. All of his dark attention was strained on the man. He roughly flung his hand away, earning a pained howl from the man who was now clutching his hand desperately.“Where the fuck is your business card?” Chase demanded, barely keeping his rage contained.Mac
Mackenzie knew that Jeffrey had an arsenal of hotshot lawyers at his disposal, along with his cunning, scheming bitch of a mother. It would cost them nothing to tweak the law a little bit to come for her kids.Wealthy people are scary.The Axfords are scarier.She was helpless against them. Broke, trying so hard to make ends meet, she could barely afford a good lawyer if it came to that. In the best case scenario, she would be only to get shared custody of her kids… with Jeffrey.The mere thought was a nightmare.Her poor, innocent babies would become mere tools in the hands of Eleanor and Jeffrey. Then again, the truth of her infidelity would come to light in front of the entire world. Not many things about the Axfords go unnoticed by the press, so the scandal of her having kids for her husband’s stepbrother, while still married… was going to mess up her reputation.Everyone would see her as an infidel. Mackenzie didn’t have the heart to endure that kind of public judgement.At this
The news sounded like a gunshot in Mackenzie’s ears. Her eyebrows slanted. “What?”Tears poured down Charlotte’s face, “I’m so scared and helpless right now, Mackenzie! I just got the call and there’s absolutely nothing I can do to help the situation. She’s going to die unless she gets medical attention in the next hour! I can’t even call Uncle Maverick cos his number isn’t going through!”That was right. Uncle Maverick had gone out of the city for a short trip. He would have been able to resolve the matter if he were here.Mackenzie felt her heart start to pound in genuine worry and panic. Mrs. Weston, Charlotte’s mom was just like her own mother. The thought of her dying was terrifying.“We have to do something about this immediately!” Mackenzie’s voice shook with fear as she straightened back up.Her mind was racing with thoughts on what she could do, when she immediately thought of Chase. Yes. At this point, he was the only one that could save Mrs. Weston from dying.Her hands fum
When Chase makes her completely his, no man would have even a shred of audacity to look in her general direction the wrong way. He would fucking gauge the eyes out of anyone that dared.His thoughts suddenly strayed back to Mackenzie’s friends, and he remembered “Uncle” Maverick. Something just didn’t sit right about that man with him.“Is that guy, Maverick, your Uncle?” He asked.Mackenzie looked up at him. “Uh, no.” She let out a tiny smile. “We just call him that out of habit.”Chase didn’t like the fact that she smiled just at the mere mention of him. Jealousy reared its head in his mind. He asked again, “Why would you three call him that out of habit, though?”“Well, he and Charlotte are actually cousins. But he’s older that us by a big gap, so he was always the protective figure when we girls were little kids. So we just started calling him that. Till today, he’s still very protective of us.”Chase blinked, unimpressed.Protective? He wouldn’t mind if that guy was protective ov