JAX’S POV.

 

 I stared at my reflection in the mirror again after I curled my hair to the side. I was content with the image I saw; an undercut faded that I had achieved by myself with my clipper. I wasn't a barber, but I liked cutting my hair to my taste. I was dressed and ready to go. I flashed my white set of teeth as I tilted my head countless times to see how I looked.

 

I was cute. That was no doubt.

 

It was an Executive 3-piece pattern Tuxedo Suit. The suit, a mixture of Black and Blue, blended perfectly. The pant was Brown, along with the...