about his expression gave her pause. Something about his eyes…
Jax began speaking and brought her thoughts back to the reason they were there. “Am I okay, Nikki? What do you think?” he hissed.
Nikki lowered her eyes.
“So that’s the kind of man you want? A thug?” he sneered. His voice lowered suggestively. “You should’ve told me you liked it rough, babe. I'd have been more than happy to oblige if that would've given me a shot.”
Nikki’s head snapped up. Anger flashed in her eyes but she didn’t respond to the taunt. She knew Jaxon was intentionally trying to bait her. “What are you going to tell the police?”
His expression was incredulous when it hit him why she was asking. “Wait a minute. Here I am, the one injured and in the hospital, and you’re worried about your boyfriend?!”
“He’s not my boyfriend, Jax…and even if he was, it's none of your business.”
"Not even if it means your job?"
"Please, you do not want to go there with me Jaxon! Friends or not, aside from being an asset DWC does not want to lose, I will slap a sexual harassment suit on your ass so fast, your head will spin, so we both know me losing my job is bullshit!" Holding her hands up when he started yelling, Nikki closed her eyes. "I’m not getting into this with you. Will you please just answer my question? Are you going to have Angel arrested?”
Jaxon looked her up and down as if he couldn’t stand the sight of her. Then his expression changed as if he were suddenly feeling very satisfied with himself. “I guess I could. I could also let them know your ‘boyfriend’ is one of the biggest drug and arms dealers in the US.” Jax knew he was exaggerating but expounded on his claim to give shock value to his words. He frowned as Nikki’s expression never changed.
“Not anymore, he’s not,” she said coolly.
Jax's eyes shifted and thinned. Those four words said so much. “You knew?! But…”
Nikki walked over to a chair and sat down. Crossing her legs, she said. “Angel and I have known each other since we were kids.”
Jaxon looked around the room in shock before letting his gaze rest on her. “You…you grew up with a criminal?”
“He’s not a criminal. He’s changed and no longer lives that life. Jax, we did a thorough background check on him and his company if you remember.”
Jaxon's expression cleared as he began to laugh then winced, grabbing his bruised ribs.
Nikki frowned. “What’s so funny?”
Still chuckling, Jax said, “That’s not the real report. The real report is locked away in my office.”
“What?” Nikki whispered.
Confidence was etched over Jaxon's face once he realized he had the upper hand. “That’s right. We needed that money. We tried every other avenue without success. Do you think my father would’ve agreed to let me accept Angel’s loan if he’d known that bastard was little more than a common criminal?”
“But…you’ve agreed to give him ten percent of DWC ’s stock.”
“Don’t act stupid, Nikki. It doesn’t become you. That man will never get a whiff of my family’s stock. I’m holding the information for safe keeping until the thirty days is up. Then it’s going to give me great pleasure to let him know that if he even thinks about trying to sue us for breach of contract, I’ll turn every file that we’ve gathered on him over to the authorities.”
Nikki slowly stood up. It looked like she had labeled the wrong man a monster. “I should’ve let him continue to kick your ass. I hope you don’t think I’m going to just stand around and let you cheat him out of something you’ve already agreed to.” She turned around and headed towards the door to leave.
Lisa Mantchev, A.L. Purol