Loved by the Mafia King
I turn around and head out the door before a world of emotions stream down my face.
"Raven."
"Yes, Jax?"
"I love you."
That is all it takes to finally shatter to pieces; as the flood gates burst open, my body crashes to the floor, then it goes dark.
For what seems like hours later, I open my eyes, staring into two pairs of other eyes, both brown, one tender, one rough, Hunter tender, Jax rough."
"Why are you hovering over me? It's creepy."
"I am not the creep," Jax says, "He is."
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