LILA’S POV**

The next evening, Jax took me back to Velvet Chains after closing.

The club was empty and silent except for the low hum of the air conditioning and the faint echo of our footsteps on the dark hardwood floors. The main floor lights were dimmed to a soft amber glow, making the leather furniture and metal fixtures look even more intimidating… and tempting.

Jax walked beside me in a black button-down and slacks, every inch the controlled owner. But I could feel the tension rolling off him in waves. His hand occasionally brushed the small of my back as he guided me, sending sparks straight to my core....