Friday afternoon Jax sent one text: **Sheriff:** Pack nothing but your uniform. Leaving in thirty. Lila’s heart raced the whole drive. His big black truck ate up the miles until the county roads turned to dirt, then gravel, then nothing but pine trees. The cabin sat deep in the woods, no neighbors for miles. Just wood walls, a big stone fireplace, and one giant bed.The second they stepped inside, Jax locked the door and took her phone. He dropped both their phones in a drawer.“Two days,” he said, voice low. “No outside world. Just you and Daddy.”He stripped her slowly in the middle of the living room. Shirt, boots, pants, bra, panties—everything gone. Then he took off his own clothes. Lila’s mouth went dry at the sight of him naked: thick muscles, dark hair on his chest, and that heavy cock already half-hard.“On the bed,” he ordered.He tied her wrists to the wooden headboard with soft rope he’d brought just for this. Arms stretched above her head, completely open for him. Jax
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