Jax's Point of ViewIt's fucking 4 am in the bloody morning where I should be sleeping getting a good rest before I start my day again as a mafia boss but guess who prevents me from doing that.Nemesis.I dived into sea following her. It was cold and horrible and I couldn't see her anywhere. Her and her stupid plan. God knows she could be fucking drowning right now. I keep swimming for a place we could be in while also multitasking to see where she could be at the moment.I came across a shore finally and swam towards it and saw someone standing behind a large rock with only lingerie on but her back was towards me so she couldn't see me.I dragged my foot quietly and swiftly moved her towards me making her sit on the rocks.'Narcissus you scared me.' she stated not looking scared at all.'Where the fuck are your clothes?''Wet so they're out to dry and I thought I would give you something to look at and get your wet paws off me I'm getting wet.''Darling your thighs are already wet a

Chapter Twenty-three – AttackJax's Point of ViewWas it bad that I was turned on by her and the sexual attention had enticed me into liking how her touch left me craving for more and more? A feeling that would only lead me to be weaker than ever before.She could see I was turned on and carried on I couldn't hold back the urge to dominate her so I flipped her so she was at the bottom and I was on top of her. I kissed her gently on the neck leaving small kisses everywhere. Her breath hitched and one of her hands were around my neck pulling me closer to her lips and moved her head forwards. I went forward leaning in but paused for a silent nod allowing me to kiss her and the permission I wanted was granted.I smashed my lips onto her with one of my hands gripped her neck pulling her face closer and closer to me and the other was squeezing the back of her thighs. I used my tongue to taste her and for once in my fucking life I was fucking satisfied by a woman 's craving. She matched he

Jax's Point of View'Tell her to hit me up.'Did Nemesis practically ask me to tell my sister to call her? What on actual hell? I knew she was interested in women as well as men but not my sister; I would never have expected that.But one thing I can take from this is that she thinks I'm hot as well. Me and my sister are identical. We have nearly all the same features of a Martinez. The only difference is our gender but other than that we're the same.One secret unrevealed then.I walked out of the medicine cupboard and Angela sprung be me like a fucking mouse trap.'Is she single?' she questioned.'No, she's with me and you're not to flirt with her Angela.' I coldly sneered feeling myself getting overprotective over her.'She's hot, she's sexy as fuck and she's mixed race. She has hazel eyes and jet-black hair and let’s not even forget about her gorgeous body. I would love to take her to bed.' 'Yes, thank you very much Angela about pointing out the obvious about what's mine.' 'She'

Reina's Point of View 'Do what I say like I'm daddy.'A smirk grew delightfully large across my face while anger and rage grew across his and I loved every single second of it.His jaws were clenched and his eyes stared right into my face. You know you have those friends that can't take anything seriously. That was me. I just busted out laughing seeing the steam coming out of his ears in fury. I even had tears coming out of the corner of my eyes in the joy his anger bought me. Attempting to get a photo, I reached for my phone in my pocket but it was empty. He had broke my phone. The smile fell from my face as his rage matched my own.I decided it was in everyone's best interest to take a photo of his suffering as a sign of my achievement in my life. So, I leaned in and grabbed his phone on the table faced down and snapped a photo but I was too slow as his hand got caught in the way of grabbing it out of my hand. He pulled me in towards him. 'Stop acting like you're in charge darli

Jax's Point of ViewI found myself looking for her in the crowd. What the hell was happening to me? I just felt the constant need to look out for her. I know she can defend herself but I felt protective over her and that feeling was one that I would not be able to shake off no matter how hard I try to.She was wearing a short black dress which clearly showed her perfect figure. She looked gorgeous as she always does but I would never tell her that. Number one because it would grow her ego massively and one thing, I learnt from her is that she could be the most cockiest and arrogant bitch if she wanted to be. Number two, she would never let it go and hold it against me. Most men wouldn't say it in fear of their reputation being tarnished with a weakness for another but I couldn't give a shit about how she could be there; but the mere fact that she could get hurt if it was to get out. They would go to her first as a way to get me on my knees. While the music was blasting at maximum v