03-25-2020, 02:48 PM
The time was right. While Jaxen hoarded secrets like gold, he was willing to share with his co-conspirators. So he offered the information for Aiden to peruse how he wished. “I chose my targets more strategically than it seems. I’ve amassed quite the collection of treasures or had until my father confiscated all of it. Jaxen Marveet isn’t my only identity. Your boyfriend and I go way back,” he licked his lips at Sage. It would plant a seed of doubt in Aiden’s poor, loyal mind. Where a seedling grew, Jaxen would coax into viney chaos if given the chance. Aiden wasn’t ignorant of the flirtatious smirks passing between the two men. It wasn’t entirely fiction, either. Voxel did know Sage and vice versa. They did share secrets, the hint of which was sure to kill Aiden.
He leaned forward, elbows perched on his knees and fingers poised at his lips.
He leaned forward, elbows perched on his knees and fingers poised at his lips.