Page 4 of Queen of Wrath

“I can come back later,” she mumbled, backing out of the office.

Jax stood to his feet and reached out his hand. “You don’t have to leave. I’m sorry for my outburst.”

“Is something the matter?” She finally raised her gaze and looked at him with the usual sharpness returning in her eyes. It was nearly impossible to lie to her when she looked at him like that.

“Nothing that should be a concern to you. Pay it no mind.” Jax forced a wry smile for his wife. “It’s something I’m responsible for, no one else.”

Despite his ensuring tone, his heart was pounding out of his chest. The more he looked at the figures his company had been producing lately, the worse its assault on his ribcage got.

By allowing Diesel to use his company as a cover for his illegal activities, Jax had thought it would help his company grow, throwing some extra gold coins toward his bottom line. But by the way the money was actually being distributed, that didn’t appear to be the case.

“I should have a serious talk with my uncle,” Jax griped out, not realizing his thoughts were spilling from his mouth. “It would also help to get some more talent in here. With that new hire—What’s her name? Uremma Mirth. She shows great promise in drawing in talented Potionists for my company. Hell, she could’ve easily been the talent I needed had she not turned down the Potions position. I hope she ends up being worth the money I’m paying her.” His mind trailed off again, leaving Chika standing there watching his eyes dance around the room in desperation.

Even if she proves useless, at least she’s easy on the eyes. Very much so. And not only is she beautiful, but there’s definitely some tension between us as well. I wonder what she looks like under all those robes… Jax all but had to wipe the saliva from his chin before he came back to himself.

“Jax?”

His head snapped up, and he smiled at her again before approaching her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him. “My darling, there’s nothing to worry about. It’s just stressful running a new business, as you can imagine. I just want you to relax and enjoy the fruits of my labor.”

“Our labor, dear. Don’t forget that I helped you build your empire as well.” She scrunched her nose at Jax in slight aggravation.

He nodded his head immediately. “Of course.”

Jax cupped Chika’s head with his hand and pulled her in for a kiss.

She melted into him, seeming to forget why she was arguing with him in the first place. Her hands explored his chest, feeling his muscles just beneath the expensive materials of his suit.

“During work hours, my love?” Jax chuckled quietly.

“You're your own boss, aren't you? What are you gonna do, fire yourself?” She poked fun at him before pulling him back in, deepening the kiss. She pushed him down onto the couch and unpinned her hair, allowing her long blonde locks to cascade around her tanned face.

Jax watched with delight as she swung one leg over him and straddled his hips. He could already feel the desire for her swelling in his lower abdomen.

Just as Chika was undoing her robes, there was a knock on Jax’s office door.

Chika jumped up from the couch, fixing her hair and clothes in record time.

Jax, on the other hand, slowly rose to his feet again and let out a deep, annoyed sigh as he smoothed himself out as well. “Come in.”

The door opened, and Uremma Mirth poked her head in.

“I have the new reports for the—” Her sentence trailed off as her eyes moved over to Chika. It was apparent on her face that she realized she was interrupting something. “I'm sorry, I can come back later.”

“Don't be silly,” he drawled, motioning for her to enter. “I don't have very long. I intend to go visit my family this afternoon. I need you to handle everything while I'm gone.” Jax made his way over to his desk, and Emma followed with her head tucked down.

“Good afternoon, Ms. Ransom,” Emma mumbled uncomfortably as she passed by Chika, who was staring daggers into the side of Emma's head.

“Of course. I can handle it, sir.” She placed the report down on his desk before trying to make a quick exit.

“Is that a new robe, Emma?” Chika's voice penetrated the otherwise quiet office.

Emma stopped in her tracks, turning and pulling on the material while looking at it. “Yes, it is.”

“I thought so.” Chika approached Emma as if she were following her out to get the door for her. Then she leaned in and whispered something Jax couldn’t make out from across the room.

Emma then moved away and nodded before leaving.

“What was that about?” Jax couldn't hide his curiosity.

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