Chapter 3My Billionaire Fiancé's Dark Obsession

“Jax says that if you kiss the one you love at sunrise, you’ll be together forever. He just proposed to me!”

I instantly recognized the diamond ring on her hand. It was the one Jax had taken me to the boutique to pick out just a few days ago.

The salesperson had even congratulated me then, saying how lucky I was to have such a generous future husband.

My phone rang again. It was Jax.

Wasn’t he supposed to be on the mountain? I wanted to ignore it, but my hand, acting against my will, hit Answer.

“I’m outside your building. Get down here.”

Jax’s voice was, as always, cold and demanding.

Seeing him, a bitter smile pulled at my lips. “Shouldn’t you be on the mountain with Willow? What do you want with me?”

Jax’s eyes narrowed, a trace of invisible annoyance flickering within.

“So you see me with her, and you’re completely unfazed?”

I screamed out in frustration. “What else am I supposed to do?! Follow you around like before, watching the two of you making out?!”

Jax’s face froze, and he fell silent.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes suddenly fixated on my neck.

“What’s on your neck?”

I gave a harsh, humorless laugh.

“Thanks to you, it’s an allergic rash from the liquor.”

Jax looked stunned, his lips slightly parted, a flicker of confusion and regret crossing his eyes.

I noticed two motorbikes parked near the curb, and a knot of dread tightened in my stomach.

I looked up, my voice trembling slightly as I asked, “Jax, what exactly do you want from me?”

He suddenly moved closer, leaning down slightly, his voice low and mesmerizing.

A key was pressed into my palm.

“Sloan, ride this bike. Take one lap around Coastal Bay, and I’ll agree to be your boyfriend.”

My breath caught. All the color drained from my face.

Since that one terrifying high-speed ride with him, I had developed a deep, paralyzing phobia of motorcycles.

Just watching him race made me sick with anxiety. Ride a bike? Impossible!

But Jax grabbed my hand, electrifying me with his seductive gaze.

“Sloan, didn’t you say you’d do anything for me?”

Seeing my silence, Jax cupped my face.

“Just ride it for a stretch, and I promise, I’ll settle down and dedicate myself to only you.”

I involuntarily curled my fingers, and my tightly pressed lips parted.

“Okay!”

Jax gave a delighted chuckle, his eyes full of wicked triumph.

I straddled the motorcycle, my hands shaking as I turned the key.

The roar of the engine vibrated through my chest.

I dropped the clutch, twisted the throttle, and shot forward like an arrow.

Behind me, I faintly heard loud, roaring laughter.

The sheer terror made me scream again and again until I finally crashed into a roadside barrier.

My face was pale and slick with cold sweat.

By the time Jax, Willow, and the others found me, I couldn’t speak a single word.

Jax stopped his bike and moved to help me up.

I fiercely shoved him away.

I ground my teeth, tears streaming down my face.

Jax’s throat bobbed. He slowly clenched his fists, and a flash of regret appeared in his eyes.

“I’m sorry, I thought…”

Willow rushed over, playfully punching Jax’s arm.

“Sister, don’t be mad! I tried to stop Jax, but he just had to prove to me that he doesn’t love you!”

In that moment, all hope shattered.

I used every ounce of my remaining strength to slap Jax across the face.

“Get lost!”

The apology in Jax’s eyes instantly vanished.

He laughed, a cold, hard sound. His voice dropped to a freezing point.

“You said it. Don’t ever come crawling back to me.”

The roar of his engine faded into the distance.

My vision blurred, and something deep inside me rushed to the surface.

Drained of all strength, I collapsed into the grass behind me.

Jax didn’t know it, but from that moment on, he was no longer worthy of my love.