Aislinn found her way in a pool of trouble, and it all started with him.
And one night and five years later.
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One amazing night leads to something epic, who would have thought it started with a one night stand with a mafia king.
Who would've kno...
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~Aislinn~
I held Jaxon tight in my arms, I was scared but not for me for Jaxon. I didn't know what was going on, I just knew, we were here because of Dorian.
We arrived to a house, it was lovely to say but they rushed us inside the house, not letting me get a good sight.
Men in suits was everywhere, the inside of the house being more beautiful than the outside. Jaxon laid his head on my shoulder.
"Where are we mommy?" He whispered, I rubbed his back holding him closer to me, never wanting to let him go.
"I don't know yet, it's okay," I try to comfort him, he's a baby knowing nothing of these dangerous things in this world.
A man walked us to a room , it's was an office, a large wide table in the middle. Once we stepped in heads turned our way.
Four men, they sat at the table but my eyes was only on one. My throat was dry, I was cold and tired, my ribs ache from pain.
Still his eyes, brought this light inside me, making me aware of everything.
"Are we gonna have a staring contest, or are you gonna offer us a seat?" I spoke first, Dorian eyes widen as lightly, but contained himself.
"Take a seat, Aislinn," my breath hitched as my name rolled off his tongue.
I looked back at the door, debating if I could run for it, but still I took a seat.
Jaxon didn't move his head from the peak of my neck, his little fingers messed with my ears tugging on the lobe like he's been doing since he was a baby.
I was a silent tension on the room, they wanted to speak as any questions but nothing came out. Like they was nervous.
"How?" Was the first word that utter a man's mouth, he sat closers to Dorian, handsome to say, dark blonde hair, gray eyes.
"I didn't think boss would slip up this soon," another spoke, he had this childish look it made him look oddly adorable.
"How old is he?" Dorian was asking the questions now, his men went silent and looked at me.
"Five,"
He inhaled deeply, his eyes moved back and forth looking at me and the little boy in my arms.
"What's his name?"
"Jaxon," at the sound of his name, Jaxon sit up and took notice to where we were.
