"I came to see you, Princess," Jaxon slurred, his words dripping with alcohol. "Aren't you gonna let me in, princess?" He asked, his eyes gleaming with a mix of desire and desperation.
Roxanne reluctantly stepped aside, allowing him to enter. "Say whatever you want to say and leave. It's too late to have visitors," she snapped, her tone like a cracked whip.
Jaxon stumbled forward, his eyes fixed on her with an intensity that made her skin crawl. "But he was here, wasn't he? Tell me, princess, was he better than I was, huh?" His voice was laced with jealousy and anger.
"Are you sleeping with him?" He asks again.
Roxanne's eyes flashed with irritation. "Who I sleep with is none of your business, Jaxon."
Jaxon took a step closer, his eyes burning with a fierce light, but Roxanne moved
