Jordan
My blood started to boil as Ayla begged for Xander’s life. He was always too close to her. It didn’t matter what I did, or how good I was to her, she would always go to him. Our relationship was good in the beginning and the s*x was some of the best I’d ever had, but she was always so independent.
I was used to women throwing themselves at me. I never had to work hard to get laid or to get a woman to do what I asked, but Ayla was different. Her presence demanded attention when she entered a room. I didn’t find out until later on that Xander was a mermaid. It made me suspect Ayla was one as well. Why would a mermaid be hanging this far away from the ocean if he wasn’t protecting someone?
Never in my wildest dreams did I think she would be the black pearl the boss was so despera
