I felt his hot breath on my neck and moaned as his fingers expertly caressed my sensitive areas. 
Gasping for breath, I pulled him closer, and he reached up to meet my lips, our tongues dancing in bliss as he pulled me over and positioned me to straddle him. 
“Jaxon,” I breathed when we came up for air, but he hushed me and moved his finger over my lips.
“You’re mine,” he growled. “Let me show you what you really need.”

***

I knew my dad was in debt to the mafia since I worked three jobs trying to pay off what he owed. But I didn’t expect it when he told me, “Sara, I’ve sold you,”–to the king of the underworld!
The worst part is that the mafia king just happens to be my dad’s gorgeous best friend, Jaxon, who I’ve been lusting over for a long time. And now that he owns me, I’m feeling like this is so much deeper than lust, and I don’t know if this will break me….

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Owned by the Billionaire Mafia King

I desperately hoped Michael could see in my eyes that I felt the same way he did. For a moment as he spoke all the troubles and problems of the past seemed to just melt away. All I could think about was him and his words to me. I wanted at that moment to forget the world and just focus on us. But Isabella needed us.


I was barely aware of the texts I was sending. I was sending mostly the same auto reply messages to everyone at this point about what I knew and where we were going. We didn't really have any answers. We had no way of knowing if the children would even be there. I could only hope that they would be. I could only hope that harming them wasn’t a part of Phil’s plan. 


Michael told me not to respond yet, and I was glad he did. I didn't yet have the words to express all I wanted to say, so I stuck to the problem at hand. 


Chapter 388 : Visual Contact