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I wasn’t naive. I knew very well that Lewis wouldn’t be able to get out of this mess without me. It seemed he had made the mistake of angering Alex and at least, I was able to help him. Even if it meant giving up my own freedom.I didn't know why I was being this nice to the same man who had abandoned me so many times when I needed him…. he was like a brother and I felt somewhat responsible for him.“I… I want my brother safe,” I began to speak after a moment's pause. “I want to see him leave alive and for your men to never go after him again.”“And in return, you’ll take my offer,” he mused. I nodded and the smirk on Alex’s face widened. “That’s a deal,” he responded, his tone final. I felt a little bit of relief, even though my heart pounded in my chest.Then, his hand snaked up my arm and I gasped at how warm his palm was on my cool skin. Up my arm, to my shoulder and then, resting on my delicate neck. Alex’s eyes still didn’t leave mine and I felt beholden by it.

As the blond approached Ayla, she rudely asked, "Can you dance at all?"The way she spoke made it clear that she saw Ayla as nothing more than a piece of trash. Despite this insult, Ayla remained calm and collected. She knew that in this underground world, filled with heartless and cruel people, rebellion could have dire consequences. With a soft sniffle, she avoided making eye contact with the blond and responded firmly, "I will show you when it's time."Ayla's ability to stand up for herself in the face of disrespect was admirable. It seemed as though she had been thrown from one difficult situation into an even worse one but she refused to let it break her spirit. Her determination to prove herself as a dancer despite the harsh environment surrounding her was something to be admired."I will show you when it's time," Ayla declared with a determined glint in her eyes."Hmm!" She smirked, her confidence evident as she appointed Maria to assist her through the intricate routines

Something in his gaze made my pulse pick up, something dark lurking in its depth. “Those scars,” he murmured. “Did your Alex create them?”Oh. Now I understood the look. “No,” I said quickly and without thinking put my hand on his. His eyes cut down to our hands then back up to me. “He never hit me. He wouldn’t. He adores me.” That sounded vain, but it was the truth. Alex was certainly a violent man, but not to me.Jaxon chuckled. “I can see why he does.” I bit my lip, surprised by his words. “Who gave you those scars then?”“When I was young, I loved to climb trees. We had a few old tall trees in our garden. I loved to climb them. I wasn’t supposed to, but I snuck out all the time. One time I didn’t pay enough attention and fell down. I broke a few bones and got cut up by a thorn bush beneath the tree. That’s it. Dad cut down all the trees after that.”“You make it sound as if Richard is a good father, which contradicts the opinion I’ve gathered on him as a human being in genera

An arm wrapped around my stomach and sharply pulled me back so I was pressed to a hard body. Jaxon’s palm pressed flat against my belly, holding me in place as he leaned down. “You will change now.”The low command vibrated through my body in a way that thrilled and scared me.“What’s your problem?”“My problem is that you keep disobeying me and that your skirt is far too short when I’m not around.”I laughed. I couldn’t help it. The miniskirt might be short, but the tights were opaque, and my sweater certainly didn’t scream sexy vamp.“I’m not joking,” Jaxon growled.I laughed again. “You’re being unreasonable.”Jaxon turned me around, one arm around my waist, the other cupping the back of my head. It wasn’t an intimate, loving gesture. It was dominance. “Don’t fight me on this. Not this. I won’t have you around men in that skirt when I’m not with you. Understood?”His eyes burned with angry possession. I probably would have said more, but the sound of Hailey’s game reminded me tha

I was left alone in the kitchen with Hailey still perched on the pillow, now with the tablet on her lap, and Lisa who squirmed in her high chair. These two kids were now mine to take care of. The weight of the responsibility sat squarely on my shoulders as I watched them. I didn’t feel like a mother. Would they ever accept me? Maybe I should lower my expectations and start by becoming their friend. That was the first step.I approached Hailey and smiled. She eyed me curiously. “Hello, Lisa I’m Ayla.” Some of the banana oatmeal she’d had for breakfast stuck to her cheek. I reached for a tea towel and wetted it with water before I wiped at Haileys skin. She squirmed but didn’t cry. I marked it down as a small victory.“All done,” I declared. “Now we need to get you out of this chair and ready for a shopping trip.” I grabbed her under the arms, lifted her out of the chair, then balanced her on my hip like I’d seen other people do. She was silent, but her eyes had become big; she wasn’t