Jax MitchellI stood in the living room, stunned by the sheer violence of what had just happened. Chloe couldn't even lift her head. She clung to my chest, wrapping her arms around me for protection, her free hand resting over her stomach. Motherly instinct, I figured."Hey, it's going to be okay," I murmured, kissing the top of her head. "Go upstairs and rest. I'll handle this.""It's Teyara, isn't it?" Chloe whispered, voice trembling. "She thinks I leaked that horrible rumor about her, and now she's trying to hurt my baby.""I don't know, Chloe. Just please — go upstairs and let me figure this out."She gave me a quiet, fragile nod and walked up the grand staircase.I moved closer to the shattered glass, eyes locked on the heavy stone resting on the hardwood. I knelt down and picked it up.*YOU'LL PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID. I'M COMING FOR YOU.*There was only one person on earth with a reason to come after Chloe right now. Teyara. I didn't want to believe she was capable of something th
Read more