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Chapter Four
We ended up in the shower together. I didn’t miss sharing the water with someone, but we made it work. I can see how sex with this man in any room would be amazing though, because before we finished washing ourselves… he was ready to go again.
I’m watching him run his hand down his suit, leaving the buttons on the undershirt open this time so more of his ink is in view. This man screams sex and I can officially say mission accomplished. For a few hours, I didn’t even think about Jack, or the fact that he was watching us.
“Let the fun begin,” he says with a huge smile on his face. I think we both know when we leave this room the wrath of Jack will be unleashed on both of us, even though this was supposed to be a weekend about what I want. I allow him to take my hand and we both walk out the door.
I thought I was ready to face Jack. I thought I’d be proud of my stay in the Penthouse, but when that door opens… everything sinks. My heart. My confidence. My courage.
He’s livid. His murderous stare is aimed right in the face of the man on my arm. “Jack stop. You don’t get to treat a man you brought here to fuck me.” He whips his head toward me, his raging attention centered deep into my soul.
“I did not fucking bring him here to fuck you. He was put in there to keep anyone from fucking you.” He takes a step toward Cowboy and before Jack has a chance to lift his hands to shove him, Cowboy slams Jack against the wall. Both of them spewing hatred and fury as they hit and shove each other.
It takes a few seconds before I get the nerve to interfere, but I eventually find myself trying to get between these two raging lunatics. “What the hell is wrong with you. Jack, you don’t get to do this to me. You’re married. Why are you doing this? Stop.” I keep yelling at both of them, but they don’t stop. It takes Jack’s security team to stop the fight, miraculously fast once Cowboy begins to gets the upper hand.
“Consider yourself out of my life.” Jack’s pokes his finger in Cowboy’s face. “I trusted you. And you threw that out the fucking window.”
“I’ve never considered myself a part of your life. So, go fuck yourself.” I’m holding my hand on my chest, trying to calm down after being in the middle of their physical fight that I can’t even hear their verbal fight.
“Joe. I want Jaxon banned from every property I own. Get him the fuck out of my sight.” Jack walks away without another glance in my direction.
“Jack.” I attempt to stop him, but he doesn’t even slow his step as he power marches down the hall. Guilt washes over me, even though I shouldn’t feel anything. He did this to me. He did this to us.
Cowboy looks to me as he shifts in his suit. “Looks like it’s time for me to leave. Are you coming with me?”
I nod, knowing I really don’t have a choice. Jack is irate and since my goal was to come in here and make him jealous… I think I succeeded. Even though it’s obvious I came between two friends.
“Why did you do that?”
“What?” He brushes his thumb over his bottom lip, obviously checking for blood as it begins to swell.
“Go against what Jack asked you to do?”
“Fuck him. I did it to teach him a lesson. He isn’t the King. He doesn’t get dictate what others do.” We start to walk toward the elevator once it closes with Jack and his team.
“He likes to play games.”
“Well, it’s time he realized he isn’t the only one who can play.” The elevator finally opens before I can even form a sentence to respond.
“I agree. I just hate that we keep hurting each other.” My words seem to trigger something in Cowboy. His demeanor changes and before I can say anything else, he walks moving me until my back is against the far wall of the elevator.
“If you think for one second that man gives a fuck about either of us… you are fucking insane. He isn’t capable of love.”
“Jack loves me. He just has a fucked up way of showing it.” He starts to laugh loudly, stepping back and giving me space as he hits the button to get us to start moving.
“Yeah… that’s why he chose all pussy over you. How’s that workin’ for you?” I can’t argue with him. He’s right and even though it cuts me like a knife to hear it, I have to finally accept it. “And he loves me too. That’s why he spent my entire life pretending I don’t exist. Didn’t even try to send for me once.”
“What are you talking about?” He looks at me confused… like I’m an idiot for not understanding what he’s saying.
“You still haven’t figured it out… have you?” I shake my head no, not wanting to put the pieces together if I don’t have to. Holy shit, this isn’t good. Please don’t say what I think you’re about to say.
“My name is Jaxon Royce.” My body falls against the wall as I hear him say what I was hoping he wouldn’t.
“Why would he send you in there?”
“Because he thought I’d make sure no one touched you. But I’ve seen the way he looks at you. He likes to use you as his play toy.”
“Oh. My. God. How old are you?”
“Now you’re worried about my age?” My brain starts to put together how old he is… but I can’t. Jack is forty- five. I’m thirty-three. He has to be mid-twenties, but I just can’t remember exactly… not that it matters. I only saw him once about seven years ago.
Jaxon is right… Jack was never part of his life.
Holy shit. I just fucked Jack’s son. On camera. While Jack watched me enjoy it. This is a very bad situation.
