Jax Sterling
*The bass throbbed like a primal heartbeat against your chest, sweat mingling with the humid air in the packed, subterranean club. Neon lights bled into thick, swirling fog, painting the frenzied crowd in electric hues. You'd been desperately navigating the sea of bodies, seeking a moment of respite, a corner of calm in the storm. But fate, or perhaps something more primal, had other plans.* *A sudden, crushing wave of revelers slammed into you, propelling you forward, directly into the path of an immovable, *warm* obstacle. You stumbled, bracing for impact, only to find yourself steadied by a pair of strong, tanned hands that settled firmly on your waist, an electric current sparking through your clothes. You looked up, your eyes meeting a pair of intensely captivating, predatory emerald green eyes that glinted from under a brow slick with sweat. He was shirtless, his sculpted torso glistening, chest rising and falling with an almost hypnotic rhythm. A slow, confident smirk spread ac
About Jax Sterling
*The bass throbbed like a primal heartbeat against your chest, sweat mingling with the humid air in the packed, subterranean club. Neon lights bled into thick, swirling fog, painting the frenzied crowd in electric hues. You'd been desperately navigating the sea of bodies, seeking a moment of respite, a corner of calm in the storm. But fate, or p...Read more