A Dancer's Sin (editing){Completed}

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Raven's POV

Once the dance was over I went to the bar and ordered a drink. I sat there feeling empty and hopeless, and with every passing moment my heart shattered into fragments that were too small to put back together.

"Raven," a deep familiar voice said.

I turned around to meet his hazel gaze. Sorrow was replaced with rage as I saw Daisy standing behind Shannon looking like a lost puppy.

"Fuck off," I said taking a drink. And turning away from him.

He grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to look at him. His gaze bore down on me and I couldn't help but squirm.

"I want you to come with me-"

"With us," Daisy corrected him lightly placing her hand on his upper arm.

"-with us to LA. You don't have to stay here, and I don't want you to stay here."

I laughed out loud. "You're joking right? The last place I want to be is with you and little-miss-oh-so-innocent! You can take that offer and shove up your ass! I'm not going anywhere."

"Would you stop being stubborn for one damn second and listen!"

"I'm done listening and I'm done with you! I hate you! I wish I had never met you! My life would be so much better if I had never met you! You can your offer and go to hell!" The color from his face had drained and grip loosened enough for me to break free. I was so angry I went straight up to Jax's office.

He was there counting money from the auction, and he looked up as I walked over to the desk. I grabbed him by the collar and forced out lips together.

He pulled away. "What brought this on?" He said smiling.

I straddled his lap and kissed his neck before responding, "I love you."

I traced his lips with my tongue and grabbed my ass. "I love you," I said again. I heard the more times you told a lie, the sooner it would feel like the truth. So I kept saying it.

He carried me to the couch and gently placed me down.

"I love you."

He he took my shirt and bra off suckling my nipples. I tangled my fingers in his hair and brought his lips to mine.

"Jax," I said gripping his shirt tightly. I wanted him to say it back. It would be a lot easier for me to believe I loved him if he would just say it back. "I love you," I said again.

He smiled at me kissed my jaw. "I love you too, baby," he said against my neck.

It didn't sound believable, but it was a start. As he stripped me down and thrusted his length inside of me.

I moaned and repeated the phrase over and over again.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.