Alle Kapitel von Owned by the Billionaire Mafia King: Kapitel 211 – Kapitel 220

JaxonI rubbed my face with my hands wearily as I powered my computer down for the day. All of this bullshit with the Frankie brothers had been taking up most of the space in my brain-I'd fallen behind in my duties at the publishing companies. A mistake I was paying for dearly now.Fortunately, things here weren't as volatile as they were with my criminal enterprises, and it hadn't taken more than a few late nights to get back on track. Now, all I wanted to do was get home to Sara and relax after a hard day-although, with this whole thing still going on, the odds of me relaxing were slim. In the back of my mind, I was constantly going over everything, trying to find a way to bring these bastards down.Sara's words from the other night kept ringing in my head-I needed to make sure that I took care of this problem once and for all so we could build a better future together. Sara deserved the life she wanted, the family she wanted, and I was determined to make sure she got it all.

Jaxon Sara and I were relaxing and enjoying what I thought was some well-earned downtime after getting that sonofabitch Charlie to confess like that. What a fucking idiot. In addition to being a low-life asshole, it was fucking amazing to me that he didn't know not to confess to shit like that, EVER. Even when you get arrested, the first and only thing you should say is: I want my lawyer. Period. I couldn't imagine how the hell he had even stayed alive this long without knowing that shit. "Hey, isn't that our buddy?" Sara asked, and pointed at the TV screen. "It looks an awful lot like Charlie. What's happening? Jaxon, turn up the volume on that thing! I want to see!" I obliged, mostly since I couldn't fucking believe what I was seeing. It was our old pal, wearing bracelets. And not the kind you buy your girl at Tiffany's. Stupid cocksucker. "This just in," the newscaster announced, and he looked so thrilled that I wondered if he also knew the guy personally. It seemed possi

Jaxon That was one fucked up meeting. I'd assumed we would have to negotiate for a better deal. Titiana had to have known that twenty percent was far too high a price what basically staying the fuck out of the way. But that was still fucking intense. Maybe I was getting old, or maybe Tatiana was just one tough bitch, but I just didn't enjoy that shit the way I used to. I got a better deal, and I got the fuck away from her, so that was a win, no question. But what about next time? "Babe, I think it's time to try to begin getting the fuck out of this life," I admitted to Sara as I felt the exhaustion that built up from that negotiation from hell. "I'm fucking done with this shit. I'm thinking of bringing it up with Tatiana the next time we have a meet. But I need to know, what do you think?" Sara had been saying for a while that she wanted to leave the life. The thing was, I knew that thinking about it in the abstract could be very different from actually doing it. Or at least, t

Jaxon I felt icky and uncomfortable. I wanted to peel off my skin. I didn’t want to believe Sara was right, but now that I was facing the Vitullo family, and Tatiana was proving to be more daunting than expected, I couldn’t deny her argument had merit. I needed a way out for Sara. I needed something that didn’t land us in more danger. I paced around the office, feeling exhausted and frustrated. I needed something before I talked to Sara again; I had to give her some kind of hope. I walked quickly back to my desk and picked up the phone. I covered my face in one hand and held the receiver close to my ear in the other. "Hey Jaxon," he answered with a surprisingly cheerful voice. I smirked a little, happy to hear him sounding so much better. "Hey. Are you free? Do you have time to meet up at the Factory?" I asked, trying not to sound too negative and bring him down. "Yeah, I’ve got most of the afternoon, but I’ve got a date tonight with Bianca so I’ll need to be finishing in

Jaxon I was tired and felt dazed. I was drinking coffee like I was a vampire who survived on dark roast alone. I was not prepared when the phone rang. I was not prepared to talk to anyone, much less her. I was not prepared to be caught and berated like a troubled school boy. "Hello?" I called out, absentmindedly. I had expected someone in the office or maybe Max. No one who would give me so much trouble... but when her voice came through on the other line it was like a warning shot rang through my body. "Hello Jaxon," she replied, "I have to say I’ve been hearing some disturbing things about you." I swallowed hard. I had to hand it to her, she worked fast. "Good morning, Tatiana. It’s nice to hear from you. I’m not sure what you’ve heard, but I’m certain I can ease your mind. What’s going on?" I kept my voice even and calm, despite the panic I felt inside. I thought I had been subtle, but clearly I underestimated how many eyes and ears she had around the city. "I certainl