Jaxon’s POV
I smirked at her, a knowing glint in my eye.
How could this woman know so much about me, even without me saying a word?
She knew too much!
"I got rid of him. He's a problem I needed to fix. It blows my mind that he's a f*****g traitor." I said calmly.
She stepped back, her gaze filled with doubt and confusion. "What do you mean by 'getting rid of him'?"
THREE HOURS AGO,
I watched Cattleya as she gracefully exited the room; her sophistication really mesmerized me more.
But there was something about her: a desire to protect and cherish her.
Yet, a nagging doubt lingered.
Could I truly trust her? What if she turned on me?
The thought was killing me, contradicting my thirty-two years of never being let down.
I put my hand in my pocket as Cattleya left the Shadow Ma
