Breaking Cannon

9.

Maddox POV

We head across the outdoor area into a whole other section of this massive estate. Everything is a shade of black or grey with clean lines and a modern look. If I hadn't been kidnapped, I would have loved it here. I have never seen anything like this in my entire life.

We come to two fully glass double doors. I reach to open one, but the damn thing is so heavy that I can barely crack it open. Calen scoffs, rolls his eyes and practically shoves me out of the way. He opens the door and motions for me to lead the way. I step through the doors and am met with a massive couch to my left, with an equally massive TV playing some sort of sports show. My eyes are drawn to one long arm, casually thrown over the back of the couch with and half around a girl with long blonde hair. His head of full, jet black hair like mine is turned and making out with the girl. His arm is full of tattoos, with rings on just about every finger. All of the tattoos are dark and eerie. .

Beautiful

Um, what the fuck am I thinking.

He looks like a good kisser.

I push the thoughts aside and march around the couch and right up to him.

"Um, if you're done sucking face, I was wondering what the hell you're doing with my brother?" I demand.

The kissing doesn't stop. He just opens his eyes, glances at me and then continues as if I'm not even there. I look at Calen and he just shrugs.

Oh hell no.

I clear my throat loudly. "Hello?! Earth to Mr. Steele. I'd appreciate it if you didn't waste my time" I say.

The girl stops and looks at me. "Who the fuck are you?" Her nasally voice asks.

I look at her like she's the dumbest person alive and say, "I'm so sorry, but I don't remember speaking to you. Why don't you go collect yourself. You look a little flushed and your lip gloss is fucked up." I look her up and down. She opens her mouth to say something, then closes it. "You look like a fish, hun. Either say something or get on with it." I spit.

She turns beat red and rushes off.

Cannon finally turns towards me. Amusement is written all over his face, but it is quickly replaced with his regular stoic expression. His eyes flick up to meet my gaze and I'm suddenly much more aware of how I look. I shift uncomfortably from foot to foot waiting for him to speak.

"What? Don't act shy now, princess. You came in so strong." He stands so that he is towering over me. He steps so close that I can smell the clean scent that he has. He reaches out and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear while simultaneously lifting my chin, so that I'm staring up at him.

"Do I make you nervous, Maddox." He says with a smirk gracing his handsome features.

For the first time in my life, I'm rendered speechless. Completely caught up in the way his fingers feel on my skin and his scent clouding my senses. He runs his thumb over my cheek and just like that, I'm snapped back into reality.

I swat his hand away and step back.

"What did you do with Jax." I demand.

"That's none of your concern." He states turning his back to me to sit back down.

I reach out and grab his wrist. "It absolutely the fuck is. Tell me." I demand.

He freezes in his spot and I'm instantly regretting my decision. I drop his hand like it's on fire and immediately withdraw into myself. He turns to me and in a deathly calm tone says, "you're going to pay for that later, sweetheart." He steps back. "Your brother's safety completely depends on your attitude. I've realized that you don't fear for your own life, obviously. But you care for him ten fold. He will be in another house, working off your fathers debt. You will be here doing the same. Disrespect me and your brother pays. Disobey and the same."

I feel the panic start to rise in my chest. I've never been without Jax. I try hard to not let him see how much this affects me, but I know that I'm failing with the triumphant look that's on his face.

"What do you need me to do." I ask.

"You'll help me with some...business opportunities." He states.

"Why me? I don't know anything about business." I mumble, trying desperately to keep my anger in control.

"Yes, I'm aware." He says while rolling his eyes. "You're pretty. You'll be bait."

My eyes snap up to his, fury seeping from my pores. He looks back, challenging me to test him. I squeeze my hands into fists and simply nod, looking at the ground.

"Good girl. Now go get dressed. We leave in 10."