Jax (Wattpad Version)

Meeting

Jax

I pulled into an abandoned park and found Richard waiting for me. I pulled alongside him, dropped my kickstand, and got off my bike.

"Do you want to tell me what the fuck you've been doing?" Richard asked.

I hooked my thumbs into my front jean pockets. "I've been busy."

Richard stepped towards me and faced off with me. "I don't give a fuck if you've been busy."

My eyes narrowed. "Take a step back before I make you. I'm not one of your puppets."

"No, but your distraction will cost you."

My jaw clenched.

"Jax, I'm coming to you out of respect. You bring someone into our lifestyle. It won't end well. Blake is itching to find a way to retaliate."

"If Blake touches Alicia, he'll beg for mercy."

"I'm giving you a friendly warning."

"And I'm telling you that Alicia is off-limits to everyone."

Richard stared at me in the eyes as my eyes narrowed to a slit. "I'll tell the crew. You have my word that no one will touch her."

"No one had better not touch Alicia."

"My club members won't, but I can't guarantee that Blake won't."

I gazed at Richard.

"I've seen innocent people die because they got mixed up with us. Do you want to add another one to the pile?"

"No one will touch Alicia since she belongs to me."

Richard stared at me. "You claimed her."

I didn't say a word.

Richard shook his head and ran his hand through his hair. "Fine, but you put a target on her head."

I turned, strolled to my bike, and climbed on it. I didn't bother to continue a conversation with Richard about Alicia. It wasn't any of his damn business.

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Alicia

I showered to wash the smell of a campfire off me. It's not that I don't enjoy campfires, but the lingering smell isn't one I want when I wake up. After showering, I dried off and pulled on a robe, then made my way to the kitchen.

While I gathered items from the fridge, someone tapped twice on the front door. I unlocked it, and Jax strolled inside. "How was your meeting?" I relooked the door.

"Nothing that should concern you." Jax strolled into the kitchen. "What are you cooking?"

I made my way to the counter. "Stir fry."

Jax glanced at me.

"What? I enjoy meat with vegetables."

Jax snickered. "I bet you do."

I shook my head as Jax laughed. "Why don't you make yourself useful and chop the vegetables?"

"Are you giving me an order?" Jax arched his brow.

"Yes, I am." I grinned.

Jax scoffed, grabbed a knife, and chopped vegetables. I turned on the stove and heated the oil for the meat. After slicing the chicken, I dumped it into the hot oil. The oil crackled as I adjusted the heat and stirred the meat. Once I cooked the chicken, Jax added the vegetables. He grabbed plates as I stirred the meat and vegetables and added them to the dishes. Jax carried the plates to the table, and I grabbed silverware and drinks for us. We sat down at the table and ate.

"What do you think?" I asked Jax.

Jax chewed his bite and swallowed. "It's not bad, considering I'm not into fancy meals."

"I doubt stir-fry is a fancy meal."

"It's fancy to me."

"You don't cook much, do you?"

"I never had a reason to cook. When it's only you, you eat out a lot."

"But doesn't it get old?"

Jax shrugged. "It makes it easier with my lifestyle. You don't have roots, so it doesn't matter."

"I would rather share my life with someone."

Jax ate and listened to me.

"I want a home in the suburbs with a white picket fence so the kids can run around in the front yard."

"Kids?"

"I always wanted kids. What about you?"

"I never thought about kids. I'm not the type to play daddy."

"Oh." I continued eating, finished my dinner, and got up.

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Jax

Alicia started cleaning up the kitchen. I took my plate to the sink, set it inside, and gazed at Alicia. She washed dishes and didn't say a word to me.

"I never had a reason to think about kids until now," I mentioned.

Alicia stopped, turned her head, and looked at me.

"If you want a house with a picket fence and rug tats running loose, who am I to deny you?"

Alicia's brows lifted. "Really?"

I pulled Alicia to me and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Yeah."

Alicia's lips curled upward, and she crashed her lips into mine. I hoisted her onto the counter as the water ran in the sink. Alicia grabbed for the faucet handle and shut off the water. I moved her robe apart to reveal her naked body, undid my jeans, and shoved my dick into her hole. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I thrust into her over and over.

Alicia gripped the back of my shirt while I pounded into her hole, and moans escaped her lips.

"Oh, God, Jax!"

I buried my head into her tits as her head lolled backward. I kept pounding her hole until her muscles tightened around me, and I pushed deeper inside of her.

I lifted her off the kitchen counter, still buried inside of her with her legs wrapped around me, and carried her to the bedroom. The dishes can wait.

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Blake

I sat in my desk chair, looking out the window and thinking. Bane strolled into my office and plopped down on the couch.

"Well?" I asked Bane, not bothering to look at him.

"I found out who delivered Brett's body to us."

I glanced at Bane.

"It was none other than Jax."

My hand tightened into a fist.

"And Brett's old lady has been hiding in a cabin."

My face snapped to Bane with my lids narrowing to a slit.

"Guess who's been keeping her bed warm?"

My jaw tightened as I pulled my lips into a narrowed line.

"The ball is in your court. What do you want to do?"

"I want Brandon's crew taken down, and that whore delivered to me. I'll deliver her body back to Jax before I rip his fucking head off."

Bane's lips curled. I rose from my seat, opened my drawer, and pulled out a Glock. I loaded it, pulled the slide, aimed, and fired. A bullet slammed into the wall next to Bane's head.

Bane got to his feet. "Fuck, Blake! You could have shot me!"

"If I wanted to shoot you, I would have." I placed my gun in the back of my waistband and dropped my shirt. "Let's go."

That fucker will pay for what he did to my brother. First, Brandon's crew, then that whore. I want to watch Jax beg for his and her life before I rip it from both.

Bane gathered my club members, and I ordered them to lock and load. Richard and Jax's rule was coming to an end. They want to take something from me. I'll take something from them.