All Chapters of Claim Me Behind The Mask: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Jaxon’s POVAs I watched the sight before me, something prickled my chest.I went over to her and felt the woman's temperature. She was burning up, without a word. I walked out of the apartment, got into mine, picked up my phone and dialed a number.The person on the other end, picked up on the first.“Bring a car to the building now,” my tone was calm, but with enough sense of urgency to spring him into action.“Boss, what's going on?” My man who was half asleep on the couch asked, eyeing me suspiciously.“Lock the door after me, and get some rest James, I'll be back by morning,” I grabbed a jacket, my keys and wallet and went out.Just as I pushed open the door to Sunesis' apartment, my phone screen lit up with a beep.“Boss, the car is here,”I turned off the screen and pocketed the phone. I had instructed them to always keep a car close by, in case of emergencies.I left the door wide open and headed for the room, Sunesis stirred, as I entered, looking at me wide eyed.“Jay… what

Sunesis’s POV My eyelids fluttered open slowly, and the first thing that caught my attention was the spacious bed, with minimal designs. I jerked up immediately as realization kicked in, this was Jay's room. How did I end up here? I shut my eyes tightly, as the events of the previous night came rushing through my mind. My grandmother, the hospital, the doctor telling us she was stabilized, and falling asleep on Jay's thigh. I guess he took me home somewhere along the line. I opened my eyes and a loud gasp escaped my lips, at the sight before me. Jay. With a towel tied around his waist, and water still dripping from his perfectly toned chest and hair. He looked somewhat like a Greek god, and something out of a fairytale. I felt my cheeks redden, as my eyes trailed down his body, down to the big bulge, showing through the towel. I cleared my throat and looked away. He sure did take his time dressing up, though I suspected it was a deliberate act. I searched the phone and bedsta

Sunesis’s POV I sat at the vanity table, staring at the mirror, in the dressing room at the club. It was on days like this, when privacy and silence were the most sacred things to me, that I really appreciated the fact that I had the privilege of owning a private dressing room, instead of the public one the other girls were using. My manager had agreed to it, when he noticed I was in high demand, he had given me the status of VIP. For the very first time in my life, I was recognized as an important person, and it had to be in a club, amongst fellow strippers. I leaned back on the chair, shutting my eyes tightly, and I replayed the conversation I had with Jay earlier this evening. I was shocked he didn't probe further, even though it was obvious he wanted, and it was visibly clear that he didn't believe me, hell, I wouldn't even believe myself, not with the way my voice was shaky. He could smell the lies in my words, there was no doubt about that. This past week, Jay had

Jaxon’s POVThe first time she straddled herself on my lap, I had caught a whiff of the vanilla scent I had come to attribute to Sunesis, but now this close, every breath I took in, had an unhealthy amount of the scent infiltrated in it. It was almost intoxicating.I peered into the eyes of the lady who I had locked down on my laps with a firm grip, while still holding the piece of fabric up.The way her eyes lit up, gave me the confirmation I needed.She did remember that night, and it was actually her.Her ocean blue eyes almost had me drowning in them, it reminded me of someone else.Sunesis.I waved the thought off my mind, before it even had a chance to take root.“Are… you…” she paused, and her gaze darted from the fabric I held in my hand back to my eyes, which was unfortunately, or fortunately the only part of my face she could see.She shook her head slowly, as if to push the thought to the back of her mind.I froze for a second, her voice sounded too familiar, the first time

Sunesis's POVI paused at the door, refusing to move, no matter how hard he pushed me.He held my wrist so tight, his fingers were digging deep into my skin.“St… stop it,” I mouthed slowly, not wanting to call Blake's attention to us, as my heart pounded loudly against my ribcage.His lips curved into a smirk, as he deliberately dug his nails into my skin.I bit down on my lips, to stop myself from letting out a yelp.I shook my head slowly, tears slipping down my cheeks.“Let me get my mask please,” I mouthed, holding his arm gently.“Fine…”“What's going on there?” The more than familiar voice spoke from inside the room, and I was so sure the ground shook from underneath my feet.I turned to my manager with my plea in my eyes, he shook his head slowly, stepping back. The sound of his footsteps receding, echoed more than it was supposed to.I shifted my weight from one foot to another, feeling so bare and exposed.“I asked a question,” the voice sounded again, but this time, it was