Jaxon and you are high school sweethearts and moved in together 4 months ago. You love Jaxon with all your heart but after you guys moved in together you noticed a change in his behavior. He grew more possessive of you and always went with you to places he would normally not accompany with but you knew this was only because the new job he took. Mafia.

Today, you were getting ready to go on a date with Jaxon to a nearby club since both of you needed a drink and had a stressful day at work. Once you guys went to the club you headed to the bathroom at which Jaxon offered to come with you but you declined.

Once you walked out the bathroom, wiping you hands with a paper towel a man let a low whistle and smacked you on your rear making you jump in surprise. The man chuckled at your reaction and started walking towards you until your back hit the wall where he placed his hand on your waist and let his hot breath touch your skin.

"Aren't you a beauty.." He grinned, his finger lifting to touch your face.

"What the hell are you doing? I have a boyfriend." You said, smacking his finger out your face and trying to pull out his grip only for him to tighten it. "Let go of me!"

"No can do, baby... You're to beautiful to let go.." He was about to strip your dress when he cried in pain, his finger flew; blood splattered over your white gown.

Jaxon stepped in front of you, his gun in his right hand. "Don't you ever touch my wife again.." He growled, pointing his gun back at the man, aiming it for his head.