*CHAPTER 112*
JAX:
The sound of a slurp as my fork clinked against my ceramic platter had me raisin my head to look at Antica. She had a smile on her face as she ate. Her red shawl rested behind her and when she leaned back, she let out a yawn.
"I've not slept for the past three days."
I regarded her and her flowing red dress, raising my brows at her before picking my glass of wine. "And yet, you find the time to dress so complicated?"
She shrugged. "A woman has got to be beautiful no matter how much she suffers. It's the secret to seduction."
"Indeed. All you talk about is seduction and yet, you have brought hundred of men to death with just a flick of your manicured nails."
"You know me," She waved me off. "Now, let's talk about you."
"Talk about me?" She nodded. "What about me
