The weight of Jimmy’s ultimatum hung in the air like smoke after a fire. I sat on the edge of Jax’s bed, phone still in my hand, tears streaming down my face. The kids’ faces flashed in my mind their innocent eyes asking why Mommy wasn’t coming home.
Jax knelt in front of me, cupping my face with both hands. His thumbs gently wiped away my tears. For a man so rough and dangerous, his touch was surprisingly tender.
“Baby, look at me,” he said softly, his deep voice laced with emotion. “I know this is tearing you apart. But I’m not going to let you go through this alone. I love you, Lily-Rose. Not just your body. I love how strong you are, how you surrender to me completely. You make me want to be better… for you.”
His words wrapped around my broken heart like a warm blanket. I leaned in
