The Price Of Trust

to a corner. "You want to know what's wrong?" I yelled, spinning around to face him. "

back the emotions. Jaxon stepped forward, his expre

voice soothing. "Let it out, Myla

may have been the last person I wanted to lean

uiding me toward his car. "L

. He turned to one of his workers, who had arrived on t

y down my face. My world had turned upside down-but for now, I'd allowed

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ay a word. His piercing blue flickered towards me occasionally, but he remained quiet. The silence wa

ered, my voice breaking through the

e grand entrance of a luxurious hotel. It's t

I asked, my voice

a safe place to sort yourself out. And secondly, because

bbling beneath my skin. "

ied calmly. "I'm helping.

his presence commanding as he walked around to

aid, his tone f

med to reject his help, but I was too broken, too exhausted to resist

as flashed, and reporters crowded arou

ks! Who

s your

u two m

e said firmly,

y to clear them out," he ordered. Within minutes, the pr

his," I w

his expression soft

floor gleamed under the soft glow of the chandelier. Jaxon walked ahead , hi

immediately straightened,

hey chorused, their voices lace

eyes steady as he led me towards the elevator. His presenc

just him they

in the atmosphere as their curious eyes moved

eceptionists murmured, lea

ual type," someon

nother whispered, not sof

ear. My steps faltered for a second, but Jaxon's hand

low enough for only me to hear. "Ignore them.Th

we made our way up. When it finally stopped, the doors opened to a floor that felt different-excl

his tone leaving no room for argument. "I'll send

se, he turned and left, the

floor-to-ceiling windows offering a beautiful view of the city. A king-siz

calls from my father. My thumb scrolled over the call button, "I can

ity below. Tears welled up in my eyes as memories of

thoughts. I wiped my face and opened i

smile. She handed me a neatly folded dress, nigh

urmured, my voic

left, leaving

r wash away the remnants of my ruined day. Dressed in the comfortable c

are. I drank until the pain in my ch

n lit up with Cynthia's name. I stared at it for a mom

ed, leaning back

voice echoed through the phone as I pick

here." I mumbled. gig

k?" Cynthia a

. "Just... hydrated. The wine's

? Where are you now? E

nterrupted, my wo

?" she

my mother." I replied immediately,

could almost hear Cynthia struggling to process my wo

talking about?" Cindy

ien and my mother," I replied, cro

mumbled under my breath, feeling t

rinking. We n

o. Cindy, I don't wanna talk. I wanna... I

esitated.

r to daring. "I need a fuck right now, Cindy. A hot, meaningless, mind-bl

ucked a man befor