All Chapters of A Dangerous Game: Desired By The Billionaire Brothers : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

JaxHe put the key in, turned, and opened the door. Peeking in first, he made sure no one was in there and then he gestured for Mia to go in ahead of him, just in case someone had been following them.“Everything is going to be okay,” He said it more to himself than Mia as he pulled her toward him. “Thank you, Jax.” She leaned her head against his chest. “Thank you.”“For what?”“Everything.”“I think we should be thanking Nyx.”The door shut behind them. The storm raged outside. Inside they stood in each other’s arms, catching their breath. Wet from the rain, our shirts and jeans stuck to our bodies. The world seemed lighter on his shoulders. No Xavier. No game. No plotting or racing after her.They weren’t far enough from him, but he knew they would be. He knew that everything was almost over. He knew that this moment right here would be the beginning of more peaceful moments where a storm might rampage and their enemies might wait for their demise but if they held each other, t

XavierI woke up groggy in a strange bed. I blinked my hurt eyes and realized that I had no clothes on. Past events drifted in blurry images in and out of my mind like the hazy fog of a storm-riddled morning. Where am I?I lifted my head up off my pillow. My limbs were sore. It hurt to even move my neck. I felt like I’d just been in a battle for my life and I couldn’t remember why.Whatever happened, it can’t be that bad or I wouldn’t have woken up at all.The bedroom was full of gloom, except for a narrow slash of light which snuck through the gap between my curtains to fall right on my face. The rest of the space was dark. I couldn’t make out anything else.Even though I didn’t know where I was, I didn’t want to leave. The sheets and pillows comforted me. The scent of Jasmine drifted from the silk. The bed rocked from side to side on its own. I’m on a boat. I lay my head back on the pillow and stared at the shadows dancing on the ceiling.Who has me and where are we going?Cut-up

Xavier Recognition and fear flashed in her eyes. “Very close, but that still is not your real name.”“That name died.”Her warm breath brushed against my lips. “Let’s bring it back to life.”“No.” I tried to twist away from her, but she just clamped me right there. The more I moved, the tighter her grip became until I couldn’t even turn or lift my arm.It was like fighting in a straightjacket made of steel. Good-smelling steel. Soft and sensual steel but hard and stubborn, just the same.It didn’t help that I was naked and her clothed. Our bodies warmed against each other. And there was no stretch in her. She was too well-trained for me to get out of it. I gave up after a few seconds and laughed. What would The Eight say to my being pinned down, butt-naked on the floor with a tiny woman over me?Hundun is done.She leaned her head to the side and studied me. “I like your laugh.”“What else do you like about me?”“A lot.”“My cock?”She widened her eyes and loosened her grip on me. It

NyxThe others didn’t catch my eye like the woman. Maybe it was because she looked so badass. Perhaps, it was because I wasn’t used to seeing many women ready to stand against dangerous men. Therefore, I held on to any perceived role model I could find.“She’s going to win, Papa.”He smiled. “She certainly will last longer than most of them.”I crunched on more popcorn. “You don’t think she’ll win?”“I’m not certain. But, never mind. I want you to look at the last man.” He pointed to a younger Xavier, probably just turned eighteen or nineteen, but he could’ve been no older.He wore boots, black pants, and strips of armor over his chest that held knives. Even so small then, muscle carved cuts around every inch of his arms. He looked like my dolls—waxy, bulgy soldiers that gripped kastane swords in their huge hands. His gaze didn’t have the sharpened edge that it held now. Back then, they held fear—pure unadulterated fear. Now that I thought of it, that arena could’ve been the place th

XavierThe storm must’ve come out of nowhere, tossing the boat like a toy. I saw no tattered sails or screaming men, but the ocean had tired from playing with the vessel and was now sending it to its end. The sky grayed above us, streaking with more lightning that I’d ever seen. There was a terrifying darkness to the water. Anything could’ve lurked under us—sea monsters, other men, sharks. We had to get to land before the oncoming storm and anything else developed. Struggling, she swam for both of us dragging me along. I tried to loosen from her, but she kept her hold as if my dying could kill her too.“Let go of me.” I shoved hard, breaking her hold. “I’ll swim for the both of us.”I hooked my hand on her life jacket and kicked my legs forward. We rushed through the water had a faster pace. She breathed hard around me. I bet her heart was drumming in her chest.Mine sure had been pumping out a battle tune, trying to keep me alive. The only sounds were our breathing within the threa