Chapter 78 I'm Not The Kind Of man Who Plays Games, Elena

Jaxx’s Point Of View She was a damn drug. Addictive. Intoxicating. Infuriating. Every fucking thing about her drove me mad… the way her lips parted when she looked at me, the fire in those gorgeous eyes, the sound of her moans, like a woman in heat, desperate, needy, mine. And fuck, did I want her. Not just in the way a man wants a woman… no, this was deeper, darker, more consuming. She was becoming an obsession, a fever under my skin, a craving I couldn’t shake, couldn’t ignore, couldn’t fucking escape. And the worst part? I didn’t even hate it. In fact, I wanted it. I craved the thought of it. The way she looked at me… like I was the only man who could ever touch her, like I was the only one who could make her burn, make her beg, make her shatter. The way her mouth parted when I spoke, like she was hungry for every filthy word I fed her. The way she moaned… broken, desperate, like she was drowning and I was the only air she could breathe. Everything about her made it harder to hold b