บททั้งหมดของ Owned by the Billionaire Mafia King: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

JaxonI sighed and rubbed my temples in frustration, unable to focus on the documents in front of me. My allies and I had resorted to sending faxes as a way of communicating between gangs–we couldn't risk Marino hacking us and intercepting our plans. Teddy was pretty good at his job and even he had advised us to keep it as low-tech as we could, just an extra precaution to ensure Marino wouldn't see us coming.The fight I'd had with Sara was still playing on my mind. I regretted saying that I was doubting her loyalty, but at the same time, that's how I was starting to feel. She wouldn't stop trying to strike up a treaty with Marino, and it was rubbing me the wrong way. I couldn't help but feel slightly insecure about it.It wasn't like me to feel insecure but fuck… I would be lying if I said it wasn't getting to me. She liked Marino more than she should and I had to wonder just how far that feeling went. How deep it went.What I really hated was feeling like Sara wasn't on

Jaxon I had to meet with my guys to figure out our next moves. The Marino situation wasn’t going away anytime soon, and that cocksucker was on my last nerve with his shit. The fact that I’d blown up most of his estate didn’t exactly endear me to him, I was sure. I needed to know what was happening on his end of things. I’d had Tori undercover for a while now, and she had agreed to meet with us to give an update on his operations. This time we had lunch at this little bistro, The Crosswinds, after hours. The owner owed me a favor, and I needed a place away from prying eyes, so it worked out well. "Thanks for meeting with us Tori," I told her, taking a sip of my white wine. "I want you to know that your efforts have not gone unnoticed. You dealing with those assholes in an undercover capacity really goes above and beyond, and I appreciate it." Tori had really done a lot for us, at no small risk to herself. She was still living in the apartment I set up for her, and pretend

JaxonEverything about Antonio Marino still made me sick and furious. It was still hard to move beyond knowing this guy tried to steal my wife and my business. But ultimately I knew I could no longer deny that Sara was right. I could see that continuing to fight in the current war would only leave everything a wasteland. I might succeed in destroying him, but there’d be nothing left of me or my business to continue. There’d be nothing left of the city to control anyway. I paced around the open floor of the factory, thinking and weighing my options. Max and James sat quietly at the table in the center of the room, whispering quietly with each other. I knew they had grown impatient, but I hadn’t come up with an answer. Was I really considering settling? Was I really ready to strike a deal with this child? I knew it might be the only way, I knew it was probably the right thing to do, but still, it felt like giving up. I had to admit that Marino was smart. He had a strong head f

Jaxon I held Sara closely. I could hardly stand to see her like this. I had worked so hard to get her back after her first phase of darkness. I thought I hated Marino before and wanted to kill him for flirting with her. Now I couldn’t control the disdain I felt. I couldn’t believe he would do this to her. He was beyond a monster, but I knew I had no choice. I had to talk to him, settle things, and make peace. If I went in there guns blazing, Sloan might pay the price for that. I wouldn’t make Sara go through that. It now went against everything within me, but I knew it had to be done. "I promise I’ll get her back and we’ll make things safe again. I won’t let anything happen to her." Sara sat up now and looked at me with hollow, glazed-over eyes. "I can’t keep living like this, Jaxon. I can’t keep constantly worrying if everyone I love will be safe and alive the next day. It’s hard enough knowing what you do. I worry every day that you might not come back… but now… I k

JaxonEverything hurt, and I felt as if several bones were broken. I tried to remember exactly what happened. I tried to remember what Sara and I were talking about. What were we doing in the car together? I shifted and snapped something in my shoulder. Fuck. Abruptly, it all came flooding back. My memories played back in slow motion reverse. I blacked out. Glass and metal were shattering and smashing together. The car was caving inward. There was a truck, some kind of big green truck headed towards us. I remembered the panic, wanting to reach for Sara but not having time. I couldn’t see his face, but it had to be him. Of course, it was him. Antonio Marino. That motherfuck had just tried to kill us. That could have been a risky move in this business regardless, much less when we were trying for peace arrangements. I would have almost admired his tenaciousness, except that his bullheaded arrogance almost killed my wife. My wife. Sara. I turned to look at her now as I strug