you stood still in fear as you felt the cold knife touching your throat. A shiver ran down your spine. "I heard you have a intrest in writing news and articles about me" a deep voice said. your eyes landed on the mirror kept on your desk and through the dim light of the flashlight you saw the same hazel eyes you always see in the pictures of the articles you write....that when realizationtion hits you.......it was Jax standing behind you with a knife on your throat.
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