Page 95 of The Broken Keys

“Fuck you, Jaxon. How could you put her in that kind of danger?”

“I’m trying to keep her protected.”

“Do you love her?”

He glances away and gives a subtle nod.

What’s that about?

Something lands wrong in my gut by how he’s acting. It comes to me with a soft instinct.

I’m dissecting something he doesn’t want me to know. They’ve been hiding their relationship, so maybe…

I push for more information. “Does she know you love her?”

His spine straightens, and he glares.

“What? The billionaire who runs circles around everyone can’t share his emotions.” I smirk in disgust. “She doesn’t know.”

“This situation has nothing?—”

“But secrets, ready to destroy anyone and everyone who uncovers your truth. You’ve been keeping your relationship hidden. You didn’t know she was pregnant. Fucking hell, she told me you left her to go on some business trip. And now I get why she was so upset.”

Jaxon’s face turns red. “I will not discuss anything to do with my personal life with you. Do you understand, or do you need me to make it clear?”

I hold his guarded stance. “I understand more than you want me to.”

His eyes twitch as if he gets what I’m alluding to. If they were solid in their love for each other, they would be together.Instead, she’s been with me while he was gone. I still have a chance, and he just confirmed it.

I shrug and raise my eyebrows. “Now that we see this for what it is, who would want to hurt her, Jaxon?”

He pauses for a few beats as he seems to realize I have as much power in this situation as he does.

He steps closer to me, and his expression hardens. “I have enemies, Cash. Enemies who know hurting the people I care about is the best way to get to me. That’s why I have security on her. That’s why I need to know everything you saw.”

I want to stay angry with him and use this surveillance revelation as another reason to hate the man who almost stole my future. But the fear in his voice is real. The concern seeping through his controlled facade is genuine.

“The driver looked directly at me before he sped off.” I replay the moment in my head. “The whole thing felt calculated, like he was making sure I saw him.”

“Besides the details you gave to the police. Is there anything else you can tell me that could help me figure out who did this to her?”

I relax my stance because Jaxon can give me the information I want. “The driver didn’t panic. He backed up, stared me down, and left. Like he accomplished exactly what he came to do.”

Jaxon pulls out his phone and starts typing. “I’m sending this information to my security team. They’ll coordinate with the police investigation.”

“Your security team?” I shake my head. “How many people do you have working for you?”

“Enough to keep my loved ones safe.” He pockets his phone. “And before you ask, yes, they’ll find whoever did this.”

“And then what?”

His gaze meets mine and something cruel flashes in his eyes. “Then they’ll wish they’d never touched her.”

The threat is clear. This isn’t the polished businessmanwho backed my label. This is someone darker, someone willing to do whatever it takes to protect what’s his.

I huff out a chuckle. “She’s gonna be pissed when she finds out you have people watching her.”

“I know.” He leans against the wall, some of the fight draining out of him. “But I’d rather have her angry and alive than trusting and dead.”