Return of Veronica

Imaani

"HEY, HEY LOOK AT ME.....BREATHE, just breathe through it and focus on me all through, you're gonna do just fine love" Jax whispered slowly as he rubbed my back.

We were on our way to an event they organize every year for business owners around the world.

Jax said he hates it, he only came once. I convinced him to go for this one, just for show and for that to happen I had to follow him.

Which is why he's helping me through my mini panic.

I don't do well with the crowd, especially not around rich, white snobby people.

Jax's words, not mine.

He said the majority of them are just rich old men that need to die and their money be given to charity.

Yeah, My boyfriend has an extremely violent mind.

Boyfriend. A month ago if someone had told me I'd be dating Jax, from us just being fuck buddies to liking each other and then him asking me out, I'd have laughed at them.

But here we are a month later, no matter how that word seems strange, I eventually got a hang of it and to be honest I'm liking this relationship thing.

I glance at Jax beside me, he's wearing a black tuxedo that does wonders to his frame, he looks like a freaking Abercrombie model in that tux.

Good thing we're going to his place after this shit show of an event.

"You look gorgeous, love." He said as we made our way towards the door

"I can't count how many times you've said that today" I smile at him

Liar...

"You don't need to, I'll say it as many times as possible because it's true and I'm sure every person in this hall will know it" He replied before the doors opened revealing the big hall with over how many people talking, dancing or eating.

I inhale "Okay, Let's do this, Imaani" I mutter to myself

"Breathe slowly for me baby, Good girl" Jax whispered near my ear before placing a kiss on my forehead.

Fuck me.

My legs nearly give out beneath me, but he has a strong grip on my back and I have no intentions of disgracing myself by falling with these heels in front of all these people.

This man has intentions of killing me.

I noticed a man looking towards us as if he knew one of us, I knew it wasn't me. Just as I thought he started to make his way towards us "Mr Smith, Long time no see. I genuinely thought you don't come to these sorts of events." he greets with outstretched hands

"Mr Greece, a surprise meeting you here" Jax ignored his handshake.

Okay, no tension at all.

"Who's this lovely lady? You Jax Smith, always know how to pick them, don't you" he laughed shortly showing his ugly crooked teeth.

Pick them?

"Mind your next words Greece, this is m-

I maintain my best poker face "Imaani Cyrus" I stretch my hand out to him.

My dad always said to kill them with kindness, so they never know your next move.

I can feel Jax's eyes shooting daggers at the side of my head, but right now I don't give a fuck about that.

He shakes my hand and holds it much longer than I'd like "Such a damsel, I'm Tobias Greece. Owner of Greece Industries, I'm sure you've heard of it" he smiles revealing those brown ugly ass stones he calls teeth

"Not sure I have, but I'll make sure to check it out" he smiles again "That's if I remember"

"Excuse us Tobias" Jax says as he places his hand on my waist and guides us somewhere else.

He's mad.

"What's going on?" I pretend I don't know

"Really? You dunno what you did?"

"I mean we don't want people thinking you dunno how to pick them anymore, do we, Mr Smith?"

"Imaani I have no idea what Tobias was talking about. he's a disgusting old snake that spews rubbish"

God, why am I overreacting for fucks sake!

"I'm sorry, you're right i-"

what the fuck is it with people interrupting us?

"There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you since you said you were coming. Trust me I was shocked when you said so. You hate this shit" Micheal said as he finally stopped in front of Jax

"Yeah, you can thank her for that" Jax motioned to me with his head

"Hey, Imaani how are you?" He kissed my cheek and chuckled when he pulled away

He's never done that before.

well you've never dated Jax before

Now is not the time to get a lecture from my subconscious

"I'm good this is nice, by the way, Jax told me you're one of this year's organisers. It's amazing"

"Why, thank you. unlike some people that didn't even acknowledge my hard work" he quipped referring to Jax

"Fuck off, can't you see we were talking"

"Don't be rude, he's just being nice. I'm sorry about his behaviour Micheal"

"Nothing new, been experiencing it for almost eleven years now, you'll think I'd be used to it by now."

"Wait y'all have known each other for that long? Damn...might as well get married"

Micheal laughs at what I said as Jax only smiles and kisses my cheek.

"Okay that's my cue, Fuck you too, Smith" he mutters before leaving us

"Cunt" Jax whispered under his breath to Micheal

I doubt he heard him though.

"Would you like a drink love, they're almost serving dinner?" Jax asks while playing with my curls

I noticed how he sometimes gets carried away if I let my hair down.

While preparing for this event, I was contemplating straightening my hair, and Jax was like "That means your curls will go?" I laughed at the way he asked. But I changed my mind and did something simple with my hair down

"You don't wanna eat?"

"I'm very sure the food is horrible, I thought we could order in or I make you dinner and then watch a movie after" He moved closer as he whispered each word slowly while running his fingers slowly across my neckline

I inhale sharply "Yeah? I like the sound of that"

"Good. we can have a couple of drinks and get the hell out of this shithole"

"Sounds like a plan, but first I want to try the hors d'oeuvres, they look nice"

" Don't say I didn't warn you"

I laugh "Shut up wait for me here, I'll be back. I'd even grab you a plate"

"No need for that I'm coming with you" He places his hand on my waist as I lead the way to the food my eyes have been eyeing.

I take a bite from the hors d'oeuvres and my face immediately contorts to one of disgust.

Why didn't I listen?

Jax notices my dilemma and immediately contains his laughter.

I swallow it forcefully "Laugh and I kill you," I say as I grab two glasses of champagne from the waiter passing by with a tray.

"I told you" He's trying so hard to keep a straight face

"Fuck you, keep it to yourself. God that shit is tasteless! Do white people hate seasoning that much?" I gulp down my second glass of champagne and I can still taste the aftermath of that horrible poison on a platter.

"Come here, love" Jax pulls me to his chest and licks the drop of champagne that was on the side of my lip.

The action sends shivers through my body.

"Let's go to the restroom," I say surprising even myself

"What?" He asked surprised at what I said.

"You heard me, this party is boring and If I have to hear one more person talk about their net worth I might as well do it after you've fucked my brains out"

He licked his lips and wrapped his hand around my neck before kissing me "You're crazy"

"I know" I pull him by his shirt kissing him back

"I love it, Let's go. I have no intentions of being gentle, I want them to hear you moan and know that I'm the only one that can make you sound like that, Am I clear?" He whispered in my ear

"Yes sir" I reply my voice low

"Good girl."

We walk together towards the bathroom when...

"Jaxon"

Jaxon?

We both turn around at the sound of his name being called, an auburn-haired girl is standing there staring at him.

"Veronica?"

He knows her.

So much for moaning for the white, snobby rich people to hear huh?