Chapter 15.

Jax.

Getting out of the shower to feel the cool breeze by my balcony was one thing that calmed me. Just taking in the environment and the far ends of New York with a sip of hot coffee emptied the unpleasant thoughts of Emma in my head.

But all that crashed when my eyes landed on the garden.

Finding her talking and laughing with that gardener really seemed to piss me off and I didn't know why. She was laughing so freely, smiling as though she hadn't other important things to do with her life.

The crazy fucker even had the nerve to put his damn hands on her, caressing her skin which by obvious means made her uncomfortable, but as ludicrous and idiotic as the man could be, he was oblivious to his stupid actions.

I would cut his hands off with those gardening scissors then he'll know that I wasn't just talented in making a lot of money. I was also talented in cutting off weeds which are generally known as unwanted crops!

I should have him fired.

Seeing Emma looking as innocent as ever irk