All Chapters of I’m All Yours, Maddox: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter 41~ Jason.

I tossed on the mattress, the pounding behind my temples making it feel as though my head were about to split wide open.I groaned in my sleep, shifting uncomfortably against the sheets, when a soft voice broke through the haze.“Are you okay?”Maddox? I blinked, trying to clear the fog... no, that definitely didn't sound like Maddox.“Jason...” the voice called again, finally pulling me out of my half-conscious state.“Charles...” I muttered, forcing my heavy eyelids open.“Hey... you’re awake,” Charles said, his voice calm and coaxing as he sat down on the edge of my bed.I pushed myself upright, the room spinning around me so violently that I could barely keep both eyes focused.“Are you okay?” He asked gently. I barely had the strength to nod before the rich, soothing aroma of hot chamomile tea drifted toward my nose. “Here, drink this. It’ll help with the hangover.”I wrapped both hands tightly around the warm ceramic mug, bringing it to my lips and taking a slow, cautious sip.C

Chapter 42~ Jason.

“Jason...” Charles reached out to touch my shoulder, but I recoiled instantly, shrinking away from his hand as if his skin burned.My face was a mask of total, horrific disbelief.“Why... why the fuck would you do that?” The words barely formed in my throat, choked by the sheer wave of betrayal crashing over me.I was supposed to be demanding answers. I was supposed to scream at him. How dare he record something so private behind our backs, leak it to the whole campus, and then turn around and act like my sweet, gentle savior?Christ. Maddox’s warnings flashed aggressively through my mind. He had tried to tell me. He had tried to keep me away from him—everyone that had to do with him.“Jason, you have to listen to me... I didn’t do this to harm you—”“Harm me?” I let out a harsh, bitter scoff, cutting him off completely. Panic, anger, disgust, and shame surged through my veins all at once, making my skin tingle.I didn't even know what I was supposed to feel first. Whether I should be

Chapter 43~ Maddox.

I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror, adjusting the collar of my shirt. It had been months since I last saw my mother, and now I was going to face her right before her wedding anniversary gala tomorrow. I used to adore her. Hell, a part of me still did. But seeing her standing beside Jason’s father—a man Aunt Sabrina had repeatedly warned was nothing more than a silver-tongued gold digger just felt wrong. It had placed an unbridgeable distance between us. Knock. Knock. I turned toward the open doorway. Standing right outside was Jason, dressed in dark trousers and a fitted blue t-shirt, his hair artfully tousled, those warm hazel eyes fixated on me. “I’m ready,” he said, his voice quiet. Giving my jacket one last adjustment, I walked toward the door, slowing my steps as I drew closer to him. The subtle, familiar scent of his cologne filled my senses, instantly causing a familiar twitch beneath my briefs. “You owe me something, you know,” I growled low, my voice

Chapter 44~ Maddox.

“Is that supposed to be a joke?” I asked, slamming my foot on the brake and pulling the car into an abrupt, screeching stop. My gaze snapped toward him, burning with absolute rage. Jason wouldn't look at me. His eyes darted nervously out the window, taking in the empty stretch of highway where I had parked. It was early morning, isolated, with barely a car passing through. There was no running and no calling for help either. “I wanted to...” “Or is that just a new word for a buddy?” I cut him off, my voice dropping into a dangerous tone. “Maddox...” “Looks like you really need to be brought back to your senses.” I unbuckled my belt, threw open the driver’s door, and stepped out into the humid morning air. I slammed the door so hard the metal echoed down the open road, my heavy footsteps carrying me straight over to his side. I yanked the passenger door open in one rough motion. “What are you doing...?” Jason gasped, searching my eyes for answers, his voice trembling. But I d

Chapter 45~ Maddox.

I glanced in the rearview mirror as I put the car in park. Jason was still lying out across the backseat, having slept through almost the entire three-hour drive after what happened on the highway. His eyes slowly fluttered open, his gaze meeting mine in the glass. “We’re here...” I murmured, opening my door and stepping out into the driveway. Across the manicured lawn, my mother stepped out onto the porch, a bright, welcoming smile on her face, with her husband standing right beside her. I pointedly ignored them, turning back to watch Jason as he climbed out of the passenger side. As much as he tried to walk normally and act composed, it was clear as day that he was limping. “Maddox...” Mum called out as she hurried down the steps. Before I could pull back, she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug. She still smelled the same—a familiar perfume. Her long black hair was just like mine. She pulled back, her hands resting on my shoulders as her eyes scanned my

Chapter 46~ Jason.

“Argh!” A strangled groan tore through my throat as I stumbled backward, my body slamming hard against the wall. My ankle twisted under my weight as I spun around to face Wendy, who was already glaring at me with raw, unfiltered fury. “I knew this was what you were up to, you fucking fag!” She hissed, her eyes blazing with hatred. “You were the one who took advantage of Maddox in that video, weren't you?” I froze, my tongue completely paralyzed, unable to formulate a single word of defense. The sharp click of Wendy’s heels echoed against the floor as she closed the distance between us, leaning into my face. “Not only is your father after everything Mrs. Donovan owns, but you were sent here to destroy her son too? Is that it!” “That’s enough.” Maddox’s deep voice cut through the air. Wendy turned sharply, throwing him an irritated look. “Jason, out. Now,” Maddox said flatly. His tone was entirely devoid of emotion, as if he couldn't care less about what his girlfriend was do

47~ Jason.

“I’m not wrong, though,” Aunt Sabrina continued, her piercing eyes holding my father across the table. “Otherwise, there’s no way you’d be sitting here among us at this table.”“Sabrina...” Mrs. Donovan called out softly, her voice strained as she tried to diffuse the rising hostility, her expression pleading with the woman to stop.“What? Don’t I even get a say in my own late brother's home anymore?” She spat, holding back the venom that threatened to spill over—though she kept her glare somewhat restrained, thanks to Maddox sitting directly across from her.At least I was aware of that much. She despised Mrs. Donovan just as deeply as she despised my father, a hatred that had clearly festered the moment they got married. But because of Maddox, she usually kept her claws tucked in towards his mother.“Late brother...” Mrs. Donovan’s soft voice sliced cleanly through the heavy silence. “And I won't entertain any more disrespect at this table, Sabrina. I appreciate you coming to celebr

48~ Maddox.

I stood on the second-floor terrace, the cool night air sweeping over my face. I kept my eyes closed, fighting like hell not to drift back into the past—back to the slow, agonizing months when I watched my father wither away from his illness. Yet every single time we gathered here, Sabrina couldn't refrain from implying Mum had something to do with his death. Back then, I used to fight for Mum. I defended her, up until she turned around and married that man barely three years after my father’s heart stopped. Since that wedding day, I had never taken her side again. I just let my aunt unleash her venom without stepping in. But not with Jason sitting at the table. And definitely not with Wendy watching. Neither of them needed to know a damn thing about the fucked-up history I was trying to run from. It sickened me how my stepdad constantly claimed he showered Mum with all the love in the world—as if my father hadn't done the same thing for decades. Christ. This was the exact

49~ Maddox.

I swallowed the last bite of food on the plate under Jason's watchful eye. He stood a few feet away like a loyal security guard who had sworn on his life not to abandon his post.“Do you want more?” He asked softly, his hazel eyes searching my face. “You’ve barely eaten a proper meal all day...”He was still wearing that mask of brave confidence he had walked in with, even though I had thoroughly shattered it just minutes ago.“I’m not a glutton,” I grunted, setting the fork down.“You don’t have to be a glutton to nourish your body...” He shot back sharply, turning on his heel and pulling the bedroom door open. He looked back over his shoulder, tilting his head toward the hallway.I pushed myself off the edge of the mattress. A deal was a deal. As he had so boldly negotiated, he was going to be completely submissive to me all through tomorrow night... which technically meant he possessed my cooperation for the rest of this evening.I strode past him, and Jason pulled the heavy door s

Chapter 50~ Jason.

It was the day of the wedding anniversary, and rather than lounging in my bedroom pretending to be the dutiful son who had finally returned home after three years, I was down in the event hall, snapping my fingers at a decorator to take down a set of ugly silk drapes. They weren't right. This anniversary needed to look pristine—not like a cheap replica of last year's setup. “Jason, darling...” I turned around to see Mrs. Donovan approaching, a warm, genuine smile gracing her face. She was breathtaking tonight, dressed in a flawless, floor-length off-white gown that hugged her silhouette with effortless grace, her dark hair gathered into an elegant, high bun. “Gosh, you shouldn’t be stressing yourself out with all this,” she insisted, stopping a few feet away. “You ought to be resting upstairs until the evening reception kicks off!” “Of course not,” I replied, offering her a tight, affectionate smile. “I’ve always helped organize these events. I’m not quitting now.” I took in her

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