Semua Bab FORBIDDEN PASSION: Sold to My Uncle, Loved by His Son: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Jackson’s POVShe looked so beautiful that I didn't realise when I bent a knee. I could tell she was surprised or maybe clueless; she had no idea what was coming.Her expression was priceless. I wish I had hired a media team to capture this beautiful moment. She didn't seem angry; instead, it was as though she had anticipated this moment all her life.“Jade,” I began, trying to sound as serious as I could, though the excitement bubbling up inside me made it a little difficult. “Will you marry me?”She froze, her lips parted in doubt. Her face was a mixture of confusion and shock, like she couldn't seem to process the words I said to her.“Um… Jackson,” she began, her voice slightly cracked, and I couldn't help but let out a chuckle.“Oh goodness, I'm just messing with you, “I said, getting up and brushing off my jeans. ” You should have seen your face! Pure panic!”Her shoulders sagged in relief, but something flickered in her eyes; it looked like a disappointment if I wasn't mistaken

Jackson’s POVI would make sure he pays for everything he has done! I could feel my simmering anger as I drove through the dark streets of Rome. Finally, I got to the location, parked my car quickly at a silent corner, and slid out, glancing around for any signs of trouble. Scar was horned, indicating he was a few cars back watching the environment; this was his way of looking out for me. I yanked my phone from my back pocket and dialled his line. He answered immediately.“Hello, Scar!” I said barely above a whisper.“I can see you, sir.”“Good, I need you to stay where you are. Don't make a move unless I ask you to.” I didn't need to talk much; Scar knew the deal. He had been working side by side with me to understand how things worked.“Alright, boss. Please don't hesitate to call me if anything funny happens; don't get yourself killed.” He said and hung up immediately; I smelt the phone back into my pocket. I wore my black face cap and looked at the brothel ahead of me. I didn't

Jackson’s POVThe room reeked of gunpowder and regret. I stared down at Lucius' lifeless body, rumpled on the cold ground, staining the rug beneath him.I looked away in anger, my hands slightly trembling as I threw the gun back into the case. This wasn't how I planned for the night to go; I wanted to speak to him and maybe torture him a little bit till he became broken and scared of me. But he was adamant and even tried to attack me. As if that was not enough, he said things that I didn't want to hear. You pushed me to do this, Lucius, and now you are going to be responsible for it.You gave me no other option. His ranting words still echoed in my head like a broken record; it kept replaying. ‘Your mother was worthless! She was never enough for your father Eduardo. The old man desired more; he wanted someone more feminine, sexy, and beautiful, but she wasn't any of those things.’ I gripped the gun angrily, fighting to keep myself from pulling the trigger. Lucius had stirred up a pa

Jackson’s POVI want to change; I want to be a different man. I stood at the bathroom sink, my hands trembling violently as I scrubbed away the invincible blood of Lucius, or maybe I was trying to scrub the mess and guilt of yesterday.For a moment the water ran red like there was blood on my hands, but then it cleared, making me wonder if I was almost going crazy and having hallucinations.But this was what I had to do if I wanted to be a mafia lord and make people fear me; my father was good at this job, I had to give him that; he took so much pleasure in killing while I hated it passionately.And even though Lucius was an ass, I still regretted killing him. I should learn to keep my emotions in check and not let anyone get under my skin.I looked into the mirror at my reflection, watching the face of the man who wasted the life of a man. The image of him falling to the floor still haunted me up till now. His pleading eyes, even though he said some stupid things, told a different s

Jackson’s POVBrrrrrrr!I woke up to the shrill sound of my alarm clock, ringing continuously like it wanted to destroy my eardrum. “Damn! “ I groaned, hitting the alarm clock trying to silence it. Finally, peace returned to the room, and I sat up, trying to allow the dizzy fog to clear out of my eyes. It was barely five seconds when I heard a loud and intense knock on my bedroom door.Who was it this time?“Good morning, boss!” Scar said, opening the door slowly, his head peeping inside. “I’m sorry to disturb your sleep, but Ms. Lexi is here again, seated in the living room.”I let out a sigh of tiredness, throwing an arm over my face. What was she up to this time? “Did she happen to say what she wanted this time?” I mumbled to myself as I managed to get up on my feet. “She only needed to speak to you urgently.” Of course, she was only here because it was urgent, but what exactly did she want to ask me that required her to see me face to face, not over the phone call or text messag