The Shy Beauty and the Billionaire Beast (Ana and Jaxon) novel Chapter 23

*Third person's pnt of view*

John laid on the cold floor in excruciating pain.

Jaxon really had done a number on him.

He usually wouldn't have reacted like that, but when he received an anonymous tip that Ana had a man at her house, he had to hurry back.

And it hurt him that she was so quick to betray him for that a**hole.

He groaned as he stood up. He felt himself sway a little, and he suddenly felt nauseous, so he wobbled as fast as he could to the bathroom and threw up everything in his stomach.

Then he washed his face and made his way to the kitchen.

He went straight to the freezer, and grabbed an ice pack, and placed it on his face, then he made his way back to the living room, where he found someone, a man, sitting on the couch.

*John's pnt of view*

"May I help you?" I asked carefully.

"That depends." Answered the man as he looked at me.

"Depends on what?" I asked in a cautious tone.

"On if you're ready to commit murder." Simply explained the man.

I thought about it for a moment, before I decided to humor him.

"Depends." I answered, my turn to shrug.

"On what?" Answered the man, as he kind of tilted his head, as though he was studying me.

"Who we're killing, and what's the catch?" I specified.

"Well, the target is simple. Jaxon Terrace. The catch, well there is no catch, except we will share his most prized possession. Ana." Explained the man, with a smile.

At the moment, it didn't really come to me to think about how he knew those two, and what his personal issues were with them.

I just wanted revenge.

"Why me?" I asked carefully.

"Here's the thing, we both want something, or in this case someone, and there's a cold-eyed devil standing in our way. So I suggest we team up, take him out, and we can both share the prize equally. She's pretty naïve and soft spoken, I think she'd make a perfect little slave to come home to." said the man in a sadistic manner.

"I'm listening." I Replied, as the man suddenly sat up straight.

"Call me tomorrow night." Said the man as he placed a card on the coffee table, and began to walk away.

"Wait, what's your name?" I Said before he got too far.

The man turned and simply smiled as the evil plan brewed behind his eyes, then he simply shrugged and announced, "people call me Stewart."

*Jaxon's pnt of view*

I sat at my desk with my head in my hands.

I'm an idiot.

The only way I know how to win over Ana is to exert my dominance, but I don't think it's working in my favor.

"You're an idiot." Came Sonya's voice, as she walked into the office, using her cane for support, as Marcell carried a tray of supper behind her, then placed it on my desk.

"Oh Sonya you didn't have to." I said, my stomach growling as I went to dig in.

"Put the spoon down. That's not for you. That's for Ana. If you think that this is your second chance at winning her over, I'm not going to let you ruin it with your idiocrity. Now you will go up to that girl, offer her something to eat, then invite her to dinner tomorrow, if she refuses let her be. But talk to her. Be her friend. Don't just hide out like creepy coward, and then expect her to welcome you with open arms. Now move!"

"Yes ma'am." I gulped, Sonya could be scary sometimes.

She nodded satisfied with my answer yet didn't move.

"Well Jaxon I don't have all day." She urged, and tapped her cane on the floor, causing me to instantly spring to my feet, I grabbed the tray and made my way out.

Sonya followed me all the way to the stairs, then I was on my own.

When I made it up to my room, Ana was sound asleep on the bed, and I found myself smiling at the picture.

A picture I could get used to.

She suddenly jerked in her sleep, her eyes opening up.

The second they landed on me, she slowly sat up as she said "What?" In a very suspicious manner.

"I made you some supper." I stated, as I made my way towards her, placing the tray on the nightstand closest to her.

She raised an eyebrow, and then looked at the food, and smiled as she said "No, Sonya made the food, and forced you to bring it up to me."

*Ana's pnt of view*

"Whoa Jaxon-"

"Shh," he whispered, while he placed an index finger over my mouth.

When he was sure I wouldn't say anything, he moved his hands and placed them on my thighs.

His palms felt warm, inviting.

My cheeks were hot, exploding.

He placed his face in the crook of my neck, and I found it very hard to breathe.

"Ana?" He said in a smooth, yet domineering tone.

"Mhm." I answered softly, and shyly.

I was hot.

I was very hot.

"You know this is me trying to win you back, right?" He said, still keeping his calm tone and stance.

"Wha-"

"I'm not the normal romantic guy I'm sure you fantasized about. If I want something, I take it. No matter what." He continued, completely ignoring my trying to say something.

"But I-"

"Before you say anything, I know. You're not an object, I can't own you, so I'm trying to take it slow." He said as he landed a kiss right in the center of my chest.

"Really..." He said as he feathered his lips on the skin of my neck, causing goosebumps to rise, and for my twin peaks to push against my house.

"Slow..." He whispered against my lips, as his hands caressed my thighs, and every once in a while, he would slowly inch towards my delta of Venus, but he'd never really go there.
"So you see when you refuse my advances and kind gestures, it pushes me to do things that I don't think you're ready for." He continued calmly as though he wasn't playing my body like a skilled musician plays his guitar.

He quickly swiped one of his knuckles across my area, catching me by surprise, causing a gasp to erupt from my lips.

"Catch my drift?" He whispered, then pinched my earlobe in between his teeth.

Then just as his warmth enveloped me, he was gone.

He backed away, walked out of the bathroom, leaving me, a speechless, hot and bothered, mess.