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Chapter 6

Offices & Screams

Jameson

Five months later…

“Sandie! Where is my lunch?” I yell from my office.

'Callaghan Enterprises' I fucking hate being here, running this fucking place. Father dipped out and left everything to me. For the past year, things have been pure Chaos, and then in the blink of an eye, everything turned into Mayhem. It doesn’t help that the moment we all thought we could breathe and finally enjoy life, everything blew up in our faces and Bedlam ensued. The fall of a king and the legacies of our fathers’ dynasties left us with little to no choices. Spade now runs the Cartel as I was forced to become the CEO of everything Dalton owns, and then there's Dario. All his fortune was left to Jade. Not by choice, but because of marriage. She didn’t want any part of it, but again, there was no choice in the matter.

In a few weeks, she has a meeting with the five families along with the Irish Council. Watching her in action is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Her reigning Anarchy on the world, rising in power over men who she brings to their knees, pregnant and all, gets my dick hard every single time.

The door to my office opens as my secretary, Sandie, stumbles in with her blonde hair covering her face. She’s not an ugly woman, she’s just not Jade. I hate blondes and we all know why, but what I dislike the most about her is that she’s a fucking idiot. My father hired all these mouse-faced women who are truly airheads, which means all they were good for is a warm hole.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Callaghan. Your lunch is on the way.” she stammers out, and I huff.

“How many times do I need to tell you? Call me Mr. Jameson, that's it. If I hear the word Callaghan come out of your mouth with Mr. attached to it again,I will cut out your fucking tongue. Now, get out!” I spit as she gasps and hurriedly leaves my space. Taking out my phone, I check everyone's location. Jaxon should be in preschool, which from the little green dot I see, shows me as such. Spade is down at the docks where the old warehouse blew up. I wonder if the contractors have updated him on that venture. Our house is finally finished but we are working on extending it some more. Jade insists on us having our own wing of the house and giving Spade and Ryder their own space as well. Whatever Princess wants, Princess gets, and she knows it too.

Scrolling down to the purple dot, I see that Jade isn’t at home which grates on my nerves considering when I close out and look at my text thread with her, I don’t see any messages from her. I do not like it when she leaves the house alone. She knows she is supposed to take one of Gio’s men everywhere she goes, but of course, Jade being Jade, she never fucking listens. Scrolling down to Spade’s name, I shoot him a quick text.

Me:

Did you know that our wife is not at home?

Placing my phone down, the door opens again and Sandie walks in with my lunch, placing it down in front of me. Taking a step back, she fiddles with her hand as she waits for me to say something. I look up from the food and my eyes lock with hers, raising a brow. Her eyes widen, and she skedaddles out of my office once more. I laugh as my phone vibrates. Picking it up, I read the text.

Spade:

She said she wanted to go shopping and get some fresh fruit from the Farmer’s Market in town.

Me:

But she has no guards. I am not okay with that.

Spade:

I’ll get on it. Are you almost done for the day?

Me:

A few more hours and then I’ll be home. Why? You miss me?

I laugh because I know he does. Things have changed a bit over the last couple of months. Let’s just say we have been exploring some more in the bedroom since Jade doesn’t like me stepping out of the circle, so Ryder suggested I take what I need from him and Spade. They both know how I feel and that Jade is my number one, but I can’t keep lying to myself, or them, that there’s no feelings for them, because there are. I just refuse to admit it. I’m not sure why. It’s not like I don’t trust them both entirely, but still, at the end of the day, something is missing. I think my biggest problem is losing my brother. I don’t want to fully bring Ryder in and have the others think I’m replacing Dario because that’s not what this is. He could never be replaced.

My mind has been fucked lately. I’ve been keeping something from everyone, and I’m trying to figure out what to do about it. But I’m afraid if I tell them, they will want to send me away, and I will not leave them or the babies who are close to being born, so I’ve been keeping to myself at times trying to figure my shit out without involving everyone. One day, when I’m ready or if it gets worse, I’ll tell them, but right now, I’m keeping track of the blackouts and keeping them to myself. My phone vibrating takes me out of my thoughts and I look down to see what Spade said.

Spade:

Maybe I do.

I laugh again because, of course, he won’t just say it. I shake my head and close out the thread. Picking up my spoon, I dig into my broccoli cheddar soup while it’s still hot.

Hours later, I leave the office and exit out of the skyscraper building, and get into my truck. I nod at Roger who’s holding the door open for me as I unbutton my suit jacket, taking it off and hanging it up in the back seat.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Sir,” he says, and I nod, climbing in and placing my phone on the dash. Pressing play on my pop playlist, “Say my name” by Destiny’s Child blares through the speaker as I pull out onto the busy street, heading north to the highway that takes me out of the city. I’m about twenty minutes away from home when my phone starts ringing and a picture of Jade, laying on the bed with blood dripping from the slices I gave her, greets me on my dash screen. Pressing the button on my steering wheel, I answer the call.

“Princess, are you on your way home?” I ask.

“J-jamie. H-elp m-me!” she whispers as my fists tighten around the wheel.

“Jadeeee!!!!” I scream down the line as I hear rustling on the other end.

“I love you. Save the babies,” she whispers. I growl.

“Tell me where you are. Princess!” I yell, but I hear choking as more words greet my speakers.

“T-thank y-you for ll-oving mm-ee. I’m sorry. S-save the babies,” she says.

“No, baby, you hold the fuck on. Please, just hold the fuck on!” I scream through the car. I’m not fucking close enough. I don’t even know where the fuck she is. I hit the three-way call button and press Spade’s number, refusing to end the call with her. I need to know she’s ok. I need to get to her.

“Yo, Jay. Where you at?” he says cheerfully.

“Spade, Jade is in trouble. Find her location and send help now!” I command.

“What do you mean she’s in trouble?” he says, and I grit my teeth.

“Just fucking do it. What is her location, and fucking hurry?” I command as I hear him talking to Ryder, getting the help headed to her.

“Jade, baby, you still with me? Please, say something. Anything!” I yell, but it’s silent.

“Babygirl. Are you there?” Spade asks, but it's nothing but silence.

“She’s at the cemetery. How far out are you?” he asks, and I slam my hands on the steering wheel.

“Fifteen. Just get to her, and call me the fuck back and tell me where I’m going. Fucking hurry! She kept telling me to save the babies. Something is not fucking right. Now move!” I command again, and both lines go dead.

“Fuckkkkkkkkkk!!!” I scream into the empty car, gunning it to who knows where. My mind is a mess. I could massacre the world right now with how I feel. My heart is racing, my palms are sweaty.

“You are not taking another person that I love away from me because I swear to god I will light up every single person who’s harmed the ones I love. Fuckkkkkkk!!!” I scream again as my phone rings, and I jab the button to answer.

“Spade, talk to me,” I grit.

“Gio got to her, and it’s not good. She’s been loaded into the ambulance. Meet me at Whitestone General,” he says.

“I’ll be there in seven minutes or less. If anything changes, you call me,” I spit.

“Just fucking hurry,” he yells, and the line goes dead.

Please, for the love of god, let her and our babies be okay. I can’t survive without her. I need her like I need air.