Silas Jackson の小説・ストーリー

"But maybe I can. My son...he’s a better man than I ever was, Lukas. He didn't kill your father. He’s been the lightning rod for eight years so Dominic wouldn't go looking for you in the shadows." I finally turned, my eyes full of ice. "You're lying. You're both liars." Silas didn't argue. He just looked out the window at the parking lot below, where Jaxson was limping toward his beat-up car. Silas saw something I didn't a black sedan idling across the street, a glint of a rifle barrel in the window. "Watch your back, Golden Boy," Silas whispered. "And tell Jaxson... tell him I’m sorry."

It’d be pitiful to watch if it were anyone else- but since it’s Clay, it’s satisfying as fuck. I snuggle into Jax’s side, looking up at him. “Jax, this is my shitbag ex, Clay.” Clay narrows his eyes angrily, looking from me to Jax. “I was just…” “Leaving,” Jax interrupts, infusing alpha command behind his steady voice again. “Whatever,” Clay huffs, whirling around and stalking off into the other room. Jax looks down at me, sliding a finger underneath my chin and tipping my face up toward his. “You okay? Want me to knock him around a little?”

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.

“Damn it! You are so gorgeous. I can look at you all night.” “Huh?” She frowned as everything in front of her eyes grew blur. “I… I…” She tried to speak something but closed her eyes fainting in his arms. 15 minutes later…. “Open the door Jackson.” The well suited man, was now carrying Lara, in his lap like a little baby heading towards the gigantic Mercedes SUV. “But sir… who is this girl?” Jackson, the bodyguard was surprised looking at the girl in silver dress. “My wife… we had to get married but she ran away. I followed her to New York and now I am not letting her go away.” Silas Barclay looked at his bodyguard in a stern manner.

He had been so blinded by the fact that his company got collected from him and he didn't have any love that he ignored everyone and everything. Now that he had a love that was mainly for him, he might as well set everything right. **** He arrived at the office later that day and the secretary told him that Jaxon was not around. He stood in the reception disoriented and confused, so much for saying he would make everything right. That was when Silas walked in from the elevator, "Uncle Jackson?" He turned and faced the young man, "Silas," "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to see Jaxon,"