❝𝒎𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒊𝒔.❞
(you're missing from me.)
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𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔
Iva Laurent lost her parents when she was eight. Sold to the black market by her only relative left on this earth, she was l...
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SHANGHAI January Location: International Airport
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After that night at M1NT, I was overwhelmed by the transfer and didn't even have time to process what had happened at the back alley of the club and all the mystery surrounding Jax. However, seeing him right now invited all the mess of emotions back to me again. My eyes was glued to his back as he walked ahead of us. He's dressed in full black in a black parka and fitting jeans, with the hems of his jeans tucked into a pair of equally dark boots. The only contrast that existed in his entire outfit was the off-grey duffle that was casually swung over his shoulder. Then, I wondered why this man could always carry around an air of sleek confidence and remain unperturbed even after creating a chaos of unknown within others (or specifically me).
Passing through the departure hall, we were brought towards a private plane that was waiting for us. Jax greeted the pilot politely and took the steps up into the plane. The rest of us followed suit and went inside. As part of Elysium, we never had the chance to leave the country because mission calls come in anytime and unless you are assigned to travel, we were not allowed to go overseas. Walking into the spacious interior, Jax headed towards the seats and threw his duffle into the overhead cabin before reaching his hand towards me.
"I can do that myself," I said.
"Of course, sweetness. But since I'm already at it, I might as well give you a hand," he smiled slightly.
"Alright," I replied, tugging the shoulder straps off my shoulder and passing my haversack to him. I definitely can't explain how headily my heart raced the moment our fingertips brushed against each other when he took the bag from me. I must be crazy.
I turned to my side but realising that Vivienne and Seth had already took their seats and I felt utterly betrayed and left out when they both gave me remorseless smiles. Reluctantly, I turned towards Jax and he was looking at me with raised brows, seemingly amused when I remained unmoved.
"I'll let you have the window seat, unless you don't want it," he offered, still standing by the side while waiting for me to choose.
At the sound of it, I grew excited. Without any hesitation, I scooted into the seat and stared out from the small window, just imagining what it felt like when everyone raved about the sensation of looking at the world from this aperture. Jax chuckled at my enthusiasm, before he reached to the overhead cabin and grabbed a few neatly folded blanket. After handing two out towards Vivienne and Seth, he sat in his seat and unfolded one. Draping the soft blanket over me, I was alarmed by the sudden gesture.
"It'll be cold later," he said.
"Oh, t-thank you," I stammered slightly.
He nodded slightly and leaned back into his seat. His hand made a few adjustments and he settled himself in a comfortable position before stretching his legs out across the entire length of the padded leg rest. Taking out his phone, his attention was immediately focused on the contents of his phone while his fingers tapped busily against the lighted screen. I watched but didn't realise that I was staring too intently because a peal of light laughter sounded and he looked towards my direction. "You look adorable when you're concentrated on something."
