Callie POV
Growing up, my parents never had enough money to come to Portugal every year, so we came every three or four years. I remember my parents saving money every year and not going anywhere on vacation so we could come here in a few years. I appreciate everything my parents have ever done for me. They worked super hard and taught me to work for everything I wanted.
“Don’t forget we are going to see your grandmother tonight,” Mom says, and I nod. I place a small kiss on the top of her head. Coming with them was the best thing I could have done. I used all of my savings to buy a ticket on the same flight as them, and I don’t regret it even for a minute.
I have been visiting family daily, and I couldn’t be happier. Well, I could be happier. My heart is still broken with everything that happened in New York. The way Jagger looked at me, how he thought he could show up at my parent's
Callie POV“Calliope, please,” he says, and I take a deep breath, looking around and finding a small cafe with an outside sitting area. I point at the location, and Jagger lets out an exasperated breath as he follows me. I walk in front of him, taking control of the situation. I need this conversation done. Nothing he can say to me will make things return to how they were.As we reach the little cafe, Jagger pulls a chair for me, and I raise an unimpressed brow at him, and he keeps his eyes on me. “Don’t look at me like that, Calliope. You might hate me right now, but I am still a gentleman,” he says, and I shake my head slightly, sitting. Jagger walks around the metal table and sits in front of me. His eyes scan my face, probably trying to find clues about how I will behave today.“Calliope, I want to apologize,” Jagger say
Calliope POVJagger stands up, pulling me up with him. I can’t help but giggle as the cable car moves with our movement, and Jagger sits. Jagger places me on his lap, straddling him. His eyes locked on mine as he smiles. “You are fucking perfect Calliope,” he says. His voice lower and deeper than normal. Jagger leans closer to me, ending the distance between us as his lips meet mine and his hands keep me in place.His fingers dig into my hips as I feel his cock growing under me, and I adjust myself letting out a small moan as his erection presses against my aching pussy. I miss him so much, and it seems like my body also misses him.A loud noise makes me pull away from Jagger as we both pant while I rub myself on him, and the cable car starts moving. “Don’t ever walk away from me, I don’t know if I will be able to handle it,&rdquo
Jagger POVCalliopeโs phone starts ringing just as I close the hotel room door, and her eyes widen as she looks around and opens her purse, retrieving the phone. โShit,โ she curses under her breath, and I frown, watching her run to the balcony and open the door allowing the outside noise to enter the room. โMama,โ she says, and I watch her entire body stiffen as she listens to whatever her mother is saying on the other side. โI lost track of time; I will meet you there; I am on my way,โ she says, and when her eyes meet mine as she looks at me over her shoulder, I feel like I have been stabbed right in the heart. The way her eyes stare at me, the sorrow and desire mixed, makes me want to wrap my arms around her and never let her go. โI promise I wonโt be long,โ she says before she ends the call and shoves her phone into her back pocket. โI have to go; I am going for dinner at my grandmotherโs house,โ Calliope says, and I nod slightly.โIโll take you there,โ I say, and she shakes her
TRIGGER WARNING - Death of an infant, blood.Jagger POVโYou are an asshole,โ Bella tells me as she slams the door closed, and I rest my forehead against the bathroom door. I shake my head slightly as I take a deep breath. She might be right. I might be an asshole, but I fucking hate the fact she is going out clubbing when we have such a little baby. She could respect our family a little bit more. โBella, come on, open the door,โ I say, but she stays silent on the other side. I was awake all night with Julien. He was crying all night. Bella decided to stop breastfeeding around two weeks ago, and he is refusing his bottles now. He only wants his mommy, and I canโt really blame him for that. I hear Julien crying in his room and walk there, picking him up into my arms. โItโs okay, Daddy is here,โ I whisper as I rock him in my arms, and he settles a little. The noises he makes melt my heart. Julien quickly goes back to sleep, and I walk back to the bathroom to find Bella standing by the
Callie POVJagger hasnโt answered his phone since yesterday, and something in me tells me he is not okay. He would never not answer his phone or reply to my texts. Something mustโve happened. I grab the coffee from the counter and empty it in one go. Itโs a good thing itโs not hot anymore. I hold my purse, and as I open the door, my mom appears behind me. โSo early?โ She asks, looking at her watch, and I offer her a small smile and nod. โYeah, I have a lot to do today, a lot to see,โ I say, kissing her on the cheek before I leave. Jaggerโs hotel is not far from where I am staying, so I decided to walk there. Waiting for a bus would probably take me longer than walking, and I was right. No buses passed me as I walked to his hotel. I enter the lobby, look both ways, as no one is paying attention, and run to the elevator. I press the button several times, and when I am inside and the doors close, I take a deep breath, feeling relief. When I reach his floor, I walk straight to his room
Callie POVI stand in the middle of the room breathless as I remove my underwear and look around, trying to figure out what to do next. Why am I so nervous? Itโs not like itโs the first time I am going to have sex with Jagger. Heโs seen me naked. I hear the door closing, and I stiffen, rushing to the bed, lying in the middle, and pulling the blankets over my body. The door opens, and I watch as Jagger stands still, watching me. A slight grin appears on his face as he removes the towel from his body, and his cock springs up, and I gasp, licking my lips. He is hard and so big. Iโve heard a lot of women saying that menโs bodies are not pretty, but I canโt agree with them. I think the maleโs body is the best thing God has ever created, especially Jaggerโs. His entire body is beautiful, as if it was carved in stone; he is perfect. Not one hair is out of line, his muscles bulge, and the veins pop when he moves. I donโt know why Jagger chose me, but I am very grateful he did, because now,
Callie POVโWhere do you want to go for dinner?โ Jagger asks, and I bite my lower lip, avoiding his gaze. I keep my eyes on my hands as I fiddle with the ring I have on my right hand. โCalliope?โ Jagger says, and I let out a breath and meet his eyes. I can see the doubt in them. โI need to go home. My mom is waiting for me,โ I whisper. Jagger shakes his head, pulling away from me and getting out of bed. We have spent all day in bed after I found him unconscious in bed. I sit up on the bed, pulling the blankets with me. I watch as Jagger grabs his boxer shorts from a bag on the chair. I frown as he starts getting dressed. โJagger,โ I said, and he turned around after pulling his pants up. He crosses his arms in front of his chest, and I watch his muscles move with the movement of his body. โI thought you were here to stay,โ Jagger tells me, and I shake my head slightly. Is he for real right now? Does he really think I would drop everything and come running for him? I probably would i
Jagger POVLooking at my phone, I scrunch my nose and shake my head. She canโt fucking spend time with me, but she can go out with her cousin? I call bullshit. I pace around the room as I open the message one more time. โWhere are you going? Iโll meet you there,โ I type. I walk to the mini bar, grab a small bottle of whiskey, and empty it with one sip. I throw the bottle into the trash can and grab another one when my phone dings with another message. โI think we are going somewhere called Galerias Paris, but I donโt know where that is or what it is,โ Calliope messages back, and I smile. I know exactly where she is going. Itโs not my first time in Portugal, and I know about the nightlife. โIโll meet you there; keep your phone with you,โ I message back as I grab my jacket from the back of the chair and walk out of the room, stopping in the reception area right after.โMr. Bolton, what can I do for you?โ The young receptionist says, offering me a wide smile. โI need a car to take me
Jagger POVโYou gonna want to see this,โ I hear through the earpiece.โWhere?โ I ask as I turn around, leaving the empty bedroom after trashing it. โRestaurant,โ I hear and walk as fast as I can. โEight minutes,โ Thorn warns us. I feel the blood boiling in my veins, and when I enter the restaurant, I find Cornelius crying while Donna shakes her head incredibly, and I canโt help but chuckle at the sight in front of me. Cornelius on his knees with his hands behind his head pleading for his life. โSeven minutes.โ โLook who I found,โ I hear someone say as they drag a girl by the hair, and when my eyes meet mine, bile rises, and everything I thought I knew is thrown at my face. โThe third person.โ I let out as I tilted my head to look at her. Her face is red and swollen from crying and I try my best not to expose myself and having to kill every fucking bastard in this place. Her eyes raise to my mask as she shakes, and I shake my head slightly in disappointment. โPhone,โ I say and he
Hello everyone.I am sorry I haven't been able to finish this book. I have been struggling with my mental health and needed time to myself. I can't guarantee that things will return to normal, but I can tell you I am feeling much better. The holidays are very complicated for everyone with kids, and I worked extra hours then. Now that I have had some rest, I am still trying to occupy my mind with things like decorating my kids' bedroom and starting a huge spring cleaning in my house. I will continue writing Jagger's story in February, but I can't promise it will be updated daily. I will surely try. I hope you all had great holidays and a fantastic new year. I will see you all in February. Love, Peyton.
Callie POVโI have something to tell you,โ Rachel says as she looks at Carson as he bites his lower lip, and I frown. โWe have something to tell you,โ Carson corrects Rachel, and I sit back on my chair, almost bracing for the impact. โOkayโฆโ I let out so low I think they mightโve not heard me. โWe have been a little distant lately because..โ Rachel starts as her eyes move from me to Carson, and she moves her hand, holding his as he stares at her. OMG. No.โWeโre together,โ she says, and everything in me freezes as my eyes move from one of my friends to the other. Carson is now staring at me with a small smile on his lips as his thumb caresses the top of her hand. โI am sorry we kept this from you, but as you can imagine, it took us a little while to figure out what was happening between us,โ Rachel says, and I stay quiet, not believing what I am hearing. I am happy they are happy, but itโs still a little weird. I always thought Carson was gay through and through. โSay something for
Jagger POVโAre you sure you want to do this?โ Dash asks as we both put our masks on. I nod as I try to focus on the task at hand. This is going to be the most dangerous thing we have ever done. โI think this can go wrong on so many levels,โ Dash adds, and I look at my brother as he stares at me. The only thing I can see from his features are his eyes. The eyes that mirror my own. I let out a deep breath, gathering the guns I chose to take with me while Dash did the same thing. Wyatt has been extremely quiet, lost in his own mind. I know he is struggling not knowing where his family are, for their own protection. โLetโs go,โ Wyatt says as he walks past me and Dash, carrying his duffel bag with the guns he is taking extra. The rest of the men are in the armory, grabbing their own things. This room is only for the three of us. โIf things get too much, I want you out,โ I say as I look at my brother, and he shakes his head, pressing his forehead to mine as his hand rests on the back of
Jagger POVI look over my shoulder to see Calliope staring at me. Her arms are wrapped around her body as if trying to self-soothe, and something inside of me breaks. I look into those beautiful eyes before I exhale and leave her inside our house. Once the door is closed behind me, I get into the mindset I am going to need to get this shit done. I hate lying to Calliope, but I also know I canโt tell her the truth, not yet. If she knew I wasnโt going away, that I would be in New York, she would have way too many questions I wouldnโt be able to answer. As soon as I close the door on my car I press the button to call Dash. โIโm on my way, is everything ready?โ I ask Dash and I can tell by the background noise it isnโt. โWhat the fuck is going on?โ I ask as I wait impatiently for the garage door to open. โOne of my clubs exploded last night,โ Dash says, and my brain canโt even begin to process the words that just came out of my brotherโs mouth. โWhat the fuck?โ I let out as I drive as
Callie POVLiving with Jagger has been the most amazing and weird thing I have ever done in my life. He is attentive and caring, but he also gives me my space and allows me to spend time alone so I can focus on my studies. I have never met anyone like him before. But thereโs one thing I canโt get my head around. Several times, I wake up during the night, and he is gone. He is nowhere to be found, and I keep thinking he would tell me where he is going if he wanted me to know, right?โAre you okay?โ He asks me, lowering his newspaper as he grabs a cup of coffee, bringing it to his lips. Thereโs something extremely sensual about a man holding a newspaper with only one hand while their eyes are on us. I feel a shiver run down my spine as these thoughts take over my brain. I nod slightly, trying to push away all the questions in my head. Jagger closes the newspaper and places it next to his plate. Immediately after he stands and walks to me with a confidence I envy. I keep my eyes on him,
Jagger POVโThis is amazing,โ Calliope says, throwing her arms around my neck, pulling me and kissing me. Her lips devour mine as her tongue dances with mine. Without a second thought, I spin us around, sitting Calliope on the edge of her new desk as she spreads her legs, wrapping them around my body. I press my erection against her heated pussy, and Calliope moans against my lips as my tongue moves slowly down her neck, tasting her every inch. Calliope has no idea the power she has over me; how she could click her fingers, I would go running like a fucking lost puppy. I am addicted to her, and I am not ashamed to admit it. โShow me how much you like it, baby,โ I whisper in her ear, and her entire body shivers as her eyes snap open as I take a step back, allowing her to adjust herself on the desk and fall on her knees in front of me. I Canโt help but smile at the sight in front of me. Calliope on her knees is the most beautiful thing ever. How her eyes shine as her hands move to und
Jagger POVโLetโs go,โ I say, and I hear people complaining as Donna looks at me with widened eyes. I am not going to sit here and listen to these pricks trying to destroy our reputations. Yes, they might be right. Yes, I was already chasing her before all of this ended, but I canโt help but try to protect her from all of this. Calliope looks at me and nods, standing with me and holding my hand as we walk out of the room where all the press is protesting. I know they were waiting for a final statement from me, but they can fuck right off. โAre you okay?โ I ask Calliope as soon as we are alone in the corridor. Her hands are freezing cold and shaking slightly.Her eyes meet mine, and she shakes her head softly with tears pooling her eyes as she stares back into mine. โThat was horrible,โ she says with a single tear rolling down her cheek. I pull Calliope into my arms, hugging her tightly as she breaks down, crying against my chest. โThat was completely unnecessary,โ I hear Donna say a
Callie POVโWe would like to thank you all for being here, and we would like you all to please respect Mr. Bolton and Miss Floresโs privacy as much as possible. We know you all have questions, and they will do their best to answer them,โ Donna says as she smiles, staring directly at the three rows of reporters all staring back at her. I admire how comfortable she is looking in front of everyone.I rub my hands on my legs under the table, and I see Jagger looking at me through the corner of my eyes. He moves one of his hands, placing it on top of mine, stopping me. When I look at him, he gives me a small smile and nods, trying to encourage me. โPlease understand Miss Flores wonโt be speaking of the legal case surrounding herself at the moment as itโs all in court still, and if Miss Flores is not speaking, the same goes for Mr. Bolton; please be respectful and mindful,โ Donna says before she sits next to me.We have a huge table dividing us from the press and Donna points at the first