Page 267 of Assassin

“Ask me anything.”

There was a pause.

“What did I tell you on the day the doctors saw you?” he asked, picking something obscure.

She didn’t hesitate.

That memory was burned into her mind, and the reason she and Jax would never have a baby together. Oh, and she hated him for it.

All eyes were on her.

She lifted her chin, holding her head up high, and answered him.

“That sterilizing me was my punishment for being beautiful. Other men would want what you had, and you needed to make sure I would be yours only.”

That was all she had to say.

All of the women in there looked sickened, and Jax rested his forehead on her shoulder trying not to react.

But it was difficult.

What he wanted to do was kill the man and run off with her so she was safe.

Aly was the love of his life. There was no doubt when this was over, if they survived, she was going to be a mess. In that moment, he promised to be there for her.

No.

Matter.

What.

There was a pause.

“What is around your tattoo?” he asked.

“A heart. You had a heart tattooed around the one and mine is the only one like that.”

Only, he wasn’t done.

“Where is the birthmark on my body?” he said, knowing she would have seen it countless times when he was having sex with her.

“On your left thigh. It’s the shape of a broken circle.”

He couldn’t believe this. Alexsandr had just been thinking about finding a way out of there, and he’d planned on driving North, into Canada.

Then, she called.

“Is that really you, Alina?”

She didn’t hesitate.

“Yes, it is me.”

Then, his suspicion kicked in.

“How do I know this isn’t a trick?” he asked. “That you’re being used against me?”

Here was where it got tricky.

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