Jax's Little Obsession 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

/MAYA/I lay flat on my back on the concrete floor, my arm wedged deep into the tight frame of an old chopper. My knuckles were gray with grease and my muscles ached from fighting a stubborn exhaust pipe that wouldn't budge.I gave the wrench one last yank. I think I might have gotten hurt in the process but at least it was fixed now."You’re a legend, Maya," Rico called out from the doorway.I blinked against the flickering garage light and rolled out from under the bike, wiping my face with the back of my arm. Rico was leaning against the door frame, holding a half-eaten sandwich in one hand and a dirty rag in the other. He had a huge grin on his face which meant he had something to spill."A legend who can't pay her electric bill," I said, tossing my tool onto the floor. "What are you so happy about anyway?""That fuel-injection job you finished last night?" Rico tossed his rag onto a stool, his eyes wide. "It completely smoked a Worth supercar at the lights on Main Street an hour

/MAYA/It was two in the morning when I got to the abandoned warehouse but the massive, hollowed-out shipping terminal was buzzing. Dozens of modified headlights sliced through the dark like floodlights. When was the last time I'd come here? I kicked my matte-black bike into neutral and kept my visor down, blocking out the glare of the neon strip lights the organizers had taped to the concrete pillars.A hand smacked my shoulder, making me jump."Didn't think I'd see you back in this dump," a voice growled.I flipped up my visor. Carter—the guy everyone called the Underground King—was leaning over my handlebars. He had a clipboard in one hand and a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his lip. He looked me up and down, his eyes lingering on the bruised skin on my wrist."I need the money, Carter," I said flatly. "Is the fifty-grand pot real or am I wasting my time?""Oh, it's real," Carter said, blowing a stream of smoke away from my face. "But the crowd tonight is nasty, Maya. And t

/MAYA/I stood on the driveway, tugging at the collar of the stiff, navy-blue blazer Jax’s people had dropped off at my apartment the night before. The urge to turn around and go back home was nearly as strong as my weariness of Jax“Why even am I here?” I sighed. I knew beyond doubt that I would stick out like a sore thumb. I lived in the slums all my life, there was no hiding that.Students were rolling past me in cars I'd only seen in magazines and on TVs. Yeah, I was definitely just walking right into getting picked.“Whatever, let's just do this,” I sighed as I walked through the gates, ignoring the stares that came from all angles.For someone who said he was keeping me around to watch me, he sure was anywhere but in sight. I looked at the registration map crumpled in my hand. I needed to find Engineering Block C, sit through my lectures, and go to the hospital to check on mom."Hey," a quiet voice said from behind me. "Are you lost too?"I turned around, my hand instinctively t

Maya’s PovThe black car glides to a smooth stop, and I look out the window. My mouth drops open. I knew Jax was rich, but this is on a whole different level. Before us stands a massive estate that looks more like a royal castle from a storybook than a normal home. Huge stone walls climb high into the air, surrounded by gardens with flowers of every color and glowing fountains. Tall trees line a long driveway that looks like it goes on forever.I stare at the giant wooden double doors, completely speechless.A low chuckle sounds from beside me in the back seat. I turn my head and see Jax watching me with that annoying, amused smile playing on his lips. His dark eyes sparkle with quiet laughter."Try not to catch flies with your mouth open, Maya," Jax teases, leaning back against the leather seat and crossing his arms over his chest. "It is not a very pretty look."Heat rushes straight to my cheeks, and I snap my mouth shut. I instantly cross my arms too, lifting my chin to hide how em

Jax’s PovI tell my driver to take the morning off, because today I am driving Maya to university by myself. A few minutes later, the passenger door opens, and Maya climbs in. She slams the door shut with a little more force than necessary, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. She is wearing a sharp dark blazer and jeans, looking every bit like a fighter who is ready for a war she never asked to join.I put the car in gear and pull away from the estate, leaving the tall gates behind us."Where is the driver?" Maya asks, breaking the silence after a few blocks. She turns her head to look at me, her eyes narrowed with suspicion. "You usually have someone else drive you around like a king. Why are you behind the wheel today?"I keep my eyes on the road, gripping the steering wheel as we merge onto the highway. "I wanted to see if you can survive one uninterrupted conversation with me without threatening to jump out of a moving vehicle," I say smoothly, a small smirk playing on the c