@ Sweet.Persephone
If anyone would to walk in at the moment and see who Jax was having a private meeting with. They'd more than likely crap their pants. Donte Morello, a known Mafia leader. James Harper, a known trafficker of many things, and then there was Sparky Lucas, a drug smuggler who's got quite a few law enforcement officers in his pockets. It was quite a group, one that an heir to a country shouldn't have in their presence.
They had barely gotten a game going when there was a knock on the door. Raising his head, Jax was about to get up from his seat. Jax felt like his whole world was about to crash down when Arielle barged in like she owned the damn place. Fuck, the little bitch really had no respect for a Prince. Did she? "Princess," Jax said slowly, quietly. He slowly placed his cards face down and stood up from his chair. His eyes focused on the Princess that was in the doorway. A calm unreadable expression on his face as he walked towards the girl. His movements calm and slow, eyes focused on how she seemed so damn nervous at spotting his company.
"Don't you know better than to barge into a Prince's room without an invitation?" Jax asked, reaching out with his right hand. He lightly placed it on her shoulder and then gently squeezed it as he pushed her back towards the opened doorway. His eyes slowly glanced down towards the magazine. "Give me." He said as he held out his free hand for the magazine once he had pushed her to the other side of the door. "There better be something important in there if you find yourself more important than my privacy." He slightly repeated himself. Then shoved the Princess lightly to get her farther from the door so that when he slammed it shut, she wouldn't get hit by the door. Later, he'll have to remind her that he may be a nice guy, but he wasn't a normal guy. He was a freaking Crown Prince and he was not to be trifled with.
If anyone would to walk in at the moment and see who Jax was having a private meeting with. They'd more than likely crap their pants. Donte Morello, a known Mafia leader. James Harper, a known trafficker of many things, and then there was Sparky Lucas, a drug smuggler who's got quite a few law enforcement officers in his pockets. It was quite a group, one that an heir to a country shouldn't have in their presence.
They had barely gotten a game going when there was a knock on the door. Raising his head, Jax was about to get up from his seat. Jax felt like his whole world was about to crash down when Arielle barged in like she owned the damn place. Fuck, the little bitch really had no respect for a Prince. Did she? "Princess," Jax said slowly, quietly. He slowly placed his cards face down and stood up from his chair. His eyes focused on the Princess that was in the doorway. A calm unreadable expression on his face as he walked towards the girl. His movements calm and slow, eyes focused on how she seemed so damn nervous at spotting his company.
"Don't you know better than to barge into a Prince's room without an invitation?" Jax asked, reaching out with his right hand. He lightly placed it on her shoulder and then gently squeezed it as he pushed her back towards the opened doorway. His eyes slowly glanced down towards the magazine. "Give me." He said as he held out his free hand for the magazine once he had pushed her to the other side of the door. "There better be something important in there if you find yourself more important than my privacy." He slightly repeated himself. Then shoved the Princess lightly to get her farther from the door so that when he slammed it shut, she wouldn't get hit by the door. Later, he'll have to remind her that he may be a nice guy, but he wasn't a normal guy. He was a freaking Crown Prince and he was not to be trifled with.
December 3rd, 2020 at 05:13am