Page 5 of Dark Notes, Volume Two

She’s mine tonight. I’ll have her screaming and begging for more.

“Introduce me.”

He laughs again.

“Alright. Ready to get shot down?”

Women don’t tell me no, so I don't know what the hell he’s going on about.

“Just fucking introduce me and I’ll show you how it’s done.”

Axl motions for her to come over to us and she does with the sexiest sway to her hips. This woman is a goddess and I can’t wait to get inside her pussy.

“Mia, this is Jett Black, a good friend of mine.”

Axl backs away as I take her hand in mine. Her skin is as soft as I imagined it would be, her warmth something I’ve never known. Pulling her hand to my lips I kiss it tenderly.

“Come back to my room with me tonight.”

She stares at me, her eyes filled with disgust.

“Does that really work for you?”

I arch an eyebrow at her and admit, “Yes. It does.”

Mia shakes her head at me.

“Thank you for the offer, but no.”

Pure confusion swirls in my brain. They always say yes. Fucking always.

I run my fingertips up her bare arm and smirk at her.

“I can make you come so hard you’ll never forget me.”

Again, she rolls those beautiful eyes at me.

“Gross. And yes, I’m familiar with your work.”

Mia flashes me what I know is a fake fucking smile and says, “It was lovely meeting you, Jett, but you’ll need to find someone else to wet your dick tonight because I know my worth and you can’t afford me.”

She spins and walks away, leaving me with a perplexed brain and a dick so goddamn hard it hurts.

I knew I’d never lose my obsession for her. I’ve had google alerts set up on her for years. She’s friends with Jagger’s girl, so I have seen her, but it hasn’t changed anything. Mia always shoots me down. Every goddamn time.

“Make it happen. Whatever means are necessary,” Jagger says, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I chuckle, “Kidnapping it is.”

Truthfully, that’s probably my only chance with her. Taking her against her will and I’m not fucking opposed to it.

“Jesus, Jett. You know what I mean.”

I grin as I imagine her as my pretty little hostage tied to my bed.

“I’ve got it. I’ll text you when we are on our way.”

After hanging up my phone, I grab a bag and stuff supplies I might need inside.