Forbidden (#1)✔️

four

AUTHOR'S NOTE

^^^BLAIRE'S PENTHOUSE BEDROOM^^^

I feel like this book is going well so far.

I am updating regularly so that the storyline moves quicker. So expect Wattpad blowing up your device with notifications of my updates quite often.

Be sure to add my book to your library to follow along in Blaire and Jaxon's adventure. 

toodles x

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 Matteo and Vincent drag me away from the club and shove me inside a sleek black limo. They are taking me back to the 'Penthouse' like bastard Xander said.

Matteo, Vincent and Jaxon climb in after me. None of them saying a word. Tears are still falling out my eyes whilst I'm looking out the window. Watching the scenery as the car pulls away. 

My car is left behind omg. My pride and joy. But that is not the issue right now. My mother and Liliana are. God I am so worried about them, I hope they are okay.

Matteo leans forward and grabs me a tissue from the condiments infront of us on display.

He hands it me with an apologetic smile.

I accept the tissue but I don't smile back, despite his efforts to be nice, he is partly at fault in this whole shit show.

I continue to look out of the window, watching the world go by whilst I sit here on my 18th birthday, being dragged away by 3 very hot guys. 

But they are 3 very hot guys I currently hate.

When we arrive at the Penthouse building, we all get out. Jaxon leads the way and both Matteo and Vincent are glued to my sides. 

I have now only just realised that all 3 of them have guns hidden in their cargo pants. I am sure they have more on their bodies as well.

I mean I understand they are protecting themselves but who is going to try and murder them at night, walking into a tall building, surrounded by people. It seems highly unlikely to me but I guess you never know. 

I have never ever touched a gun, let alone pulled the trigger. I am kind of scared of them if I am being brutally honest.

My fear of guns doesn't stop me from living though so I just ignore them and move on.

We reach the elevator and Jaxon presses the top floor button. 

"You will be sleeping in the room across the hall from me. You are not aloud to leave your room under any circumstance. Everything you need is already in there. Bathroom included..." Jaxon starts instructing me. He doesn't like to make eye contact.

Jaxon, from what I can tell, is the type to look at you and take you in when you are looking away. Like he did at the table tonight before I met his eyes.

"...Matteo and Vince's rooms are down the hall, my sister, Josie's room is next to yours. Any problems, all of our phone numbers are in your new phone, inside the room." He finishes. But he missed out the part about food? And a NEW PHONE HUH?

"O-kay but what about food?" I ask shyly, scared to open my mouth now. My voice is barely above and whisper and is still weak from all the crying.

"Yes there are allocated times for each meal. 7am for breakfast, 1pm for lunch and 8pm for dinner. Each time one of us will come and collect you. You must dress appropriately for each meal, no lounging around in comfy clothes. Only us, my father and sister have a key to your room. Meaning you cannot enter or exit it." Bloody hell this dude sure is bossy. He sounds like a robot, the words just automatically rolling off his tongue.

"So I have no freedom...okay." I say staring straight at the elevator doors, waiting for them to open.

"No you don't." He says sharply. I am kind of taken aback by his tone.

"What ab-" I was trying to ask about my mother and Lili before I got cut off.

"No more questions." Jaxon says, still not making eye contact. Bastard.

The doors ping open revealing yet again another long stretch hallway and white doors this time, on either side. 

There 7 doors, Matteo's, Vince's, mine, Jaxon's and Josie's but who's are the other 2? Hmmm.

We come to a stop outside a door, which has my name written in block letters on. Jaxon shoves a key in the lock and slowly opens it. Revealing a room with windows the length of the wall. The boys walk away, leaving me inside and locking the door behind them.

I guess this is my home for quite some time then huh?

One whole wall is just covered with windows overlooking New York city. We are quite high up in this building because I can barely make out anything moving down below. It just looks like ants moving.

There is 1 queen size bed filled with blankets, throws, pillows and a plush duvet and 4 pillows, 2 on either side. 

2 bedside table rest at the side of the bed and I spot my brand new iPhone 13 pro just sitting there waiting to be appreciated. 

There are 2 doors, one is the bathroom and the other is a spacious closet.

Back in the room there is a desk with a big green, apple computer sitting on it. Along with a white spinning chair that is just waiting for my fat ass to park itself there. 

Overall I am excited about the room. But one major affecting factor is the reason I am here.

I set up my phone and I guess Jaxon was right, all the guys' phone numbers are on here along with Josie's and Amara's, their mother. 

My mother and Liliana's phone numbers are also on here so that must mean they are going to be okay right??

After tonight, I end my birthday by washing myself in the shower and looking for something suitable to wear for bed since all my clothes are at home.

Oh god I'm getting teary eyed at the thought of home.

I find some pajama shorts and red tank top. My kind of colour. Although I am not so sure I like the colour red after witnessing my Mother and best friend almost bleed to death...

I settle into bed, setting an alarm for 6am so that I don't miss breakfast. 

I close my eyes and think to what 'events' are going to happen tomorrow. I remember Xander saying I need to sleep well for these events. 

If it is something to do with my mother and Lili, then of course I am going to obey his stupid rules no matter how much they piss me off.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Ahhh this one is a shorter chapter but I wanted to end on kind of a good note... her new room right? aha 

thank youuuu

toodles. x

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