The sound of the gunshot shattered the glass wall as well as the quietness of the suite, and I froze in terror, not knowing what to do. Where was the gun shots coming from? Who was firing the shots to start with?"Take cover!" I heard Zain order in a commanding voice. He hide behind a pillar in my sitting room, shielding himself from the gunshots. "Where the fuck is the shots coming from?" He hollered in frustration at his men, as the gunshots kept coming with no interlude. The stampede for safety and the shouts as Zain and his men communicated with each other snapped me out of my reverie. I hurled myself behind the couch closest to me, and then, I tried to peek from behind the couch to see where the shots were coming from. A ear piercing scream left my lips as a bullet wheezed pass me and imbibed itself on the wall behind me. I dodged back behind the couch, my heart going a thousand miles. "It's a sniper!" One of Zain's men shouted. " He's on the rooftop of the building opposite,

It's been a few minutes since Jaxton drove out of the garage of the hotel I'm staying at, or maybe an hour. He drove around the city for a long while, trying to make sure that he lost any tail. I could tell from the way he was weaving through the traffic and the communication between him and his men. I place my head against the window, watching the city pass by. At first when Jaxton had started his drive around the city, I had cursed, screamed - anything to get him to let me off. He had continued on, acting as if no one was in the car with him, talk more of a screaming banshee. That was literally what I turned into. I was calm now, though, more because I was tired of screaming than because I decided not to scream anymore. I watch as the remote trail turned once again into the bustling city center." Are we clear?" Jaxton asked. He had a covert earpiece on, with which he communicates with his men. They must have given him a reply, because he nods and soon we were diverting to the ri

Jaxton stops what he's doing and turns to me. He's face is devoid of emotions, and for a minute I wonder if he's actually capable of them. The few moments I have been with him; he's either acting as if no one is in the room or car with him, or he looks at you as if you are not even talking to him.I begin to wonder if the few times I did see emotions on his face was just a figment of my imaginations.Jaxton starts walking toward me steadily, almost like a predator stalking his prey; I certainly felt like one. I straighten from the doorframe as he gets closer, my guard going up. I'm in his territory, which means I really had to be careful of what I say to him and how I say it. He stops just inches away from me, and I fight the great urge in me to move away from him. Instead of doing that, I tilt my change up which was kinda funny seeing how I had to move my neck back a bit to be able to see his face and look into his eyes. He stares intently into my face that I begin to wonder if so

Jaxton's voice had an annoyed glint to it, and judging by the huge bulge pressing into my thighs, I could very much tell why. I tap Jaxton's shoulders gently to get his attention. He looks at me, and I gesture for him to put me down.He doesn't do so immediately. " You should attend to her, I'm sure she came because it's important," I said further. The look on Jaxton's face said that he thought otherwise. I almost laughed at his facial expression, if I had not held myself back quickly. He looked like one being dragged from a palace to a place of slaughter. Slowly, he slide me down his body. We both moaned as his hardness brushed against my thong clad vulva. "Fuck," I heard him curse under his breath. We stayed flushed against each other even after my feet touched the ground. Isa cleared her throat, pulling us out of the bubble of lust we had been cocooned in. I pulled away from Jaxton, grabbed my phone from the bed and made my way to the door. "Um, I'm hungry. I will go get some

I'm not sure when I felled asleep and how long I have been asleep for, but I woke up to a loud knock on my bedroom door. I stirred, moaning lowly. I turn on my side, about to go back to sleep when the knock came again, with increasing volume. I groaned, declaring murder on whoever it is that is at the door. I stood up and walked sluggishly to the door, rubbing the sleep off my eyes. I twist the key in the lock and pushed the door open, a full glare on my face. My eyes literally spit fire when I saw that it was Isa at the door. "What?" I asked, my voice leaving no doubt about how I felt about seeing her right now. She smiled sweetly at me, and my eyes narrowed on her. This is not good. Whatever it is that Usa or Isa, whatever they call, is smiling at me about wouldn't be good. I raised an eyebrow at her, keeping my eyes stern. " Jax is asking for you," she said, a cheeky grin on her face. Jaxton is back? Without giving her a response, I hurry inside and picked my phone up from the