The Possessive Billionaire Bully のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

POV Xander Saint As we were walking away I heard Shane’s threat.“ You better hold onto her, Saint. Wouldn’t want the past to come back to haunt you, now would you?” It took every ounce of strength not to go back and pulverize him like I had in the past.That fucker would have deserved it. “ Head to the car. I’ll be right back.” I told them. I had just remembered that Nick had asked me to get a book from the library for his paper. I was inside the library when I heard the door open and then heard a familiar voice; Jaxon Masterson’s. He was on his phone talking to someone and I was pretty sure he was up to no good; after all, he is Shane’s son. “ Dad is up to something and I don’t know what to do.” He said whispering. “ What do you mean your dad is up to something?” I asked him as I stepped out from the aisle I was in. He stared at me then handed the phone to me. “ My uncle wants to talk to you.” He said and I heard AJ’s voice. LATER THAT DAY… I couldn’t believe I was at a coffee

POV Jaxon ‘Jax’ Masterson As soon as I left the airport I had a feeling that I didn’t really know my father…I mean what did he mean by what he said to Mister Saint? “ You better hold onto her, Saint. Wouldn’t want the past to come back to haunt you, now would you?” What exactly happened between them? Uncle A.J. told me they all used to be friends. I needed to get answers, this whole thing was weighing on my mind. I got into my car and turned it on when I saw my father. What was he doing here? I didn’t tell him I called my uncle; I didn’t know how he would react. They weren’t on good terms. My father didn’t have any reason that I was aware of to be here. I shrugged it off and started to back up my car when I saw him with my mother? What the fuck was going on? Quickly I took out my phone and began taking pictures, I could not believe what I was seeing. My mother isn’t dead! Suddenly I saw her enter the coffee shop that I just left. I parked my car and followed her. I walked closer and

POV Bella Saint I couldn't believe what had just happened. Xander was gone, just like that. The love of my life, the father of my children. My heart was shattered into a million pieces. And Weston, the man who had taken everything from me, was behind it all. Tears streamed down my face as we drI sat there in the dark, bound and alone. The only sound was the muffled hum of the truck's engine and my own sobs. Xander's blood stained my clothes and I couldn't escape the stench of death. The reality of what had just happened hit me like a ton of bricks. My husband was gone. Weston had taken everything from me. I couldn't imagine going on without Xander. He was my everything, my rock, my love. The thought of living without him was unbearable. My mind raced with thoughts of revenge and justice, but I knew deep down that I was helpless. Weston had won. As the hours passed, my grief turned to anger. How could Weston do this to me? How could he take away the love of my life? I vowed to make h

POV Jaxon 'Jax' Masterson As I looked down at Natalia sleeping soundly, I could no longer contain my desire for her. She was sleeping in my t-shirt and it was causing my cock to strain against my shorts. Her blonde hair cascaded down my pillow like a princess. My Princess. God, she was so beautiful. I brushed my mouth against her neck and she moaned."You're awake," I whispered, kissing her again. She yawned and stretched before opening her eyes. "Hey," she mumbled, her voice still groggy with sleep. "What time is it?" I glanced over at the alarm clock on my nightstand. "It's almost noon. You've been sleeping for a few hours." Natalia sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Oh, God. I must've been really tired." I smiled at her and reached over to pull her back into my embrace. "You're with me now. You don't have to worry about anyone else hurting you." She nestled her head against my chest, her breath warm against my skin. "I know, Jax. I love you." I closed my eyes, savoring

POV Nick Saint News of Natalia's wedding spread fast. It got me thinking of my relationship with Katarina De Luca. As I stared into her green eyes I couldn't help but feel weak. This woman was my weakness, she knew she could have anything her heart desired. She leaned in, pressing her lips to mine gently. "Thank you, Katarina. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." Our kiss deepened, and we were lost in the moment, forgetting everything else around us. Her soft, warm skin felt like silk beneath my fingertips as I traced patterns across her cheek. Her scent, a mixture of jasmine and vanilla, filled my nostrils, making it impossible for me to focus on anything else. I pulled her closer, my body pressed against hers. Her breasts were firm and perfect against my chest, and I couldn't help but wonder what they would feel like if I could touch them right now. The feel of her lips against mine was intoxicating, sending waves of desire coursing through my veins. I could feel my