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If youâre enjoying Aria and Damianâs story, or Zara and jaxon's turn of event,đ then don't forget to subscribe so you donât miss the next update. Every subscription helps this book grow and motivates me to write and come up with more twists, drama, and romance for you. Stay tunedâthings are just getting started đ„ With love, EvieLuxe đThe first thing Jaxon felt was pain. Dull and constant, aching everywhere like his body had been through fire. His throat was so dry it hurt to breathe, and his chest burned with every shallow inhale.For a moment, he thought he was still in that hellhole. Still tied and beaten.Then he felt it, a soft weight against his hand.He turned his head slowly, forcing his eyes open.It was Zara.Her head was resting on the edge of his bed, red hair spilling everywhere, her hand gripping his like it was her lifeline. His fingers twitched before he could stop them.Zaraâs head snapped up. Her eyes widened seeing Jaxon staring at her. âJaxonâŠâ She gasped, then her voice broke. âOh my God, youâre awake.âBefore he could respond, she launched herself into his chest. Pain shot through him and he grunted, his body jerking. âEasy Red.âZara pulled back immediately, horrified. âIâm sorryâIâm so sorry!â Her hands fluttered uselessly like she wanted to touch him but was afraid sheâd break him more.The
The stench of sweat, blood, and damp concrete filled the room. Jaxon sat slumped against the chair, his wrists tied and l head bowed. His body screamed with pain, every nerve lit with fire from the beatings, the electric shocks, the endless hours of torment. He could barely open his eyes.He felt like shit.Calder. That fucker. He didnât even have the balls to do it himself. He had his crows take turns beating him to a pulp, jolting him with wires until his body convulsed and he thought his heart would stop.Jaxon spat blood onto the floor, his chest heaving.Then he heard footsteps. Slow and deliberate.He lifted his swollen eyes and saw Calder walking in, his smug grin already cutting through the room.âHow are you holding up, buddy?â Calderâs voice dripped with mockery as he squat in front of Jaxon.Jaxon rasped, âFuck you.â Then he gathered what little spit he could and spat at Calderâs face.The grin vanished. Calderâs face turned red, his eyes narrowing.âThat,â Calder growled,
âI'm coming along whether you like it or not.â Zara shot as she barged into Damainâs office.âThe hell you are.âDamianâs voice was pure steel. He didnât even look up when Zara stormed into his office. Aria was hot on her heels, her hand gripping Zaraâs arm in a futile attempt to hold her back.He had already shut down the idea, when she said she would come along, when he told them downstairs he had found where they took Jaxon to. This was something dangerous.Zara froze just inside the room, her eyes widening for a fraction of a second. The table in front of Damian was lined with gunsâpistols, rifles, magazines, rows of ammunition gleaming under the sharp light. He was calm sliding a magazine into place with the practiced ease of a man who had lived in violence far too long.Aria stopped short too, her breath catching in her throat. Her gaze locked onto himâonto the guns, then back to his face. Shock carved her features, a hundred questions swirling in her wide eyes. But Damian didnâ
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The manâs scream echoed off the concrete walls, cut short by the crack of Damianâs fist colliding with his face again. Blood sprayed across the room, splattering the floor. Damianâs knuckles split from the impact, but he didnât flinch. He grabbed the manâs shirtfront, yanking him up, and growled through clenched teeth,âWhere the hell did you deliver the guy you took?âThe man only coughed and spat out blood, refusing to answer. Damianâs jaw ticked, his chest rising and falling with controlled fury. He had tracked the vanâ thanks to Christianâs helpâ followed it through cameras scattered across the city. The trail had ended outside a worn-down house on the edge of nowhere. They had pulled the owner inâthis man, shaking now despite his silence.Finding the van felt so easy to him. Probably the guys that Calder had hired to do the job were amateurs. Who kidnaps people using licensed vehicles nowadays?âYou donât want to talk?â Damian asked, his voice low and dangerous.He turned to o
Zara stumbled out of her office in a hurry, clutching the flowers, the envelope, and the photograph to her chest like they were burning her hands. Her assistant, startled by her sudden movement, called after her.âMiss Zara! Where are you going? You have a meeting with a client in fifteen minutesâââIâm not feeling too fine,â Zara blurted, not even slowing down. Her voice cracked, betraying the storm raging inside her. âTell Madam I'm taking a leave.âShe didnât wait for a reply. She pushed through the glass doors, heels clattering against the polished floor, and rushed into her car. Her hands trembled as she gripped the steering wheel, her breathing sharp and uneven. She wasnât even paying attention to the road signs or the traffic lightsâher mind was a blur of Jaxonâs bloodied face.Her foot pressed harder on the accelerator. She had to get to Damian and Aria.âŠMeanwhile, at the estate, Damianâs voice was a low growl as he turned sharply toward Aria.âWhat do you mean Jaxon is gone