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Jaxton doesn't look up immediately I took the phone from him. He seems to be trying to stay calm, because he kept taking deep breaths in. I rolled my eyes, not caring one bit whether he was livid or not.

The effontery to try to mess my life up again.

" Get this straight, Mr. Mafia lord," I began, and Jaxton looked up at me slowly. " What happened between us last night is called, ' a one night stand'," I used air quotations mark around the four words. " No calling of stupid names, and no unnecessary gestures. We are both grown ass adults; we wanted to fuck each other and we did. End of adventure," I concluded.

"Actually, I think it's time I took my leave; you have kept me prisoner here long enough, don't you think."

It was no question, it was a statement.

I notice that his jaw was clenched tight, his lips pressed into a thin line. His eyes were narrowed, and his brows furrowed. He was clearly struggling to control his emotions, and his whole body seemed tense.

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