Okay guys, I'm going to end this story very soon! Thanks for sticking it out and taking time out of your day to read my story! It means a lot! Please enjoy chapter 42!

Jax kept his promise. He returned home after Opie's killer was dead. Things have gone back to normal. The club is still pissed he didn't stick around, but they understand. It's Clay and Gemma I worry about. They were very hard to read when Jax decided to come back home. I couldn't tell whether they were okay with it or I would regret it later.

I didn't want to worry about that today. Today was officially a year today I married Jackson Teller. Unfortunately for me, I had to work. He managed to get off from his job. I finished getting dressed and I straddled my husband, waking him up.

"Please tell me you're dressed like that because of some kind of roleplay you have planned for our anniversary."

"Sorry to disappoint, but I have to work today. "

"you can't have some idiot fill in for you?"

I shook my head.

"I'll be home by three. No later. I promise."

"Okay, fine. But as my own form of punishment, you're not getting your present till later."

"I told you, you didn't have to get me anything."

"Yeah, I do. How bout a quickie before work?"

"I thought you said quickies don't exist because you're married to me."

"That truth still stands. If I call it a quickie, it might get you to stay."

He pushed up my skirt. I pushed it back down.

"Jules, come on. you're killing me here," he whined.

I swung my leg over and hopped off of him.

"Later. I love you."

"I know you think you do."

I gave him a kiss and went into the kid's rooms. Shayna already left for school.

Abel was trying to climb out of his crib. I picked him up and gave him a kiss. He started walking last week. Ever since he discovered he could do it, he wants to try everything else.

I brought him to Gracie's room. She was still sleeping. Jax took him before I left. I gave Abel a goodbye kiss, and tried to give my husband one as well. He turned his head.

"Now, you know how it feels," he said smiling.

"You suck, you know that?"

"You won't be saying that later."

"We'll see."

The work day went incredibly slow. They fucking lied. I put my head down in my hands. The office phone rang. One of my hands reached for the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Julia. Your husband is here to see you."

I smiled to myself.

"You can send him in."

He opened the door with a bouquet of white orchids in his hand.

"Jax.."

"You like them?"

"They're incredible. Thank you."

I moved my hands around his neck and kissed him.

"What brings you down here?"

"Well, I dropped the kids with the nanny. I was hoping I could steal you from work. Start our anniversary early."

"Babe, I told you. I can't."

He walked me backwards to my desk.

"We could always do it here."

"At my job? Are you insane?"

"Then why did you tell Felicia that is one of your biggest fantasies?", he asked with a smirk on his face.

"I'm going to kill her. They're called fantasies for a reason. "

"But, I can make it come true."

"I can get fired. Not to mention, my associates are only twenty feet away. "

"Then, it looks like we are going to have to be very quiet."

He lifted me onto the desk. His hands ripping open my dark purple blouse.

" I can't. This is a bad idea."

"Then how come you aren't stopping me," he asked, pulling down my pink panties.

My lips crashed to his. We both lifted his shirt, letting it fall by his feet. I helped him unbuckle his belt and undo the buttons of his jeans. I grabbed a hold of his boxers and jeans and yanked them down at the same time, watching them fall to his ankles. My hand stroked his length once, making him close his eyes.

"Fuck, Jules."

"Shhh."

I slid off my shirt. Jax moved closer to me, my legs automatically spreading wider for him. He moved a hand between my legs. I felt him run his hand up and down my folds, my hips bucking into his hand.

I bit my lip impossibly hard.

"Jax..please."

"Please what, Jules?"

"I need you inside me."

He stroked my folds again, getting a moan out of me.

"Say it again."

"I need you inside me."

He wrapped an arm around my waist, lifting me. He moved his hips forward with a sharp thrust, and he was in me.

I gasped, grabbing violently at his back since I can't make any noise. If we get caught, we're fucked. So to speak.

He started moving faster and slid himself deeper each time. my ass hit into the vase on the desk, making it crash to the floor. we both froze, with Jax still inside of me.

"Oh shit."

The secretary knocked on the door.

"Julia, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, everything's fine. My elbow just hit into the vase. I'm fine. No worries."

"You need help cleaning it up?"

"No! I got it," I yelled, coming off a little rude. I already felt bad for it.

"Okay," she responded sounding a little confused. I heard the sound of her feet walking further and further away from the door.

Jax laughed.

"Babe, you have to go," I said, putting back on my shirt.

He thrusted forward, making my desk move. I moaned loudly.

"You sure about that."

" I'm.. I'm sure."

He didn't say anything else. He started thrusting uncontrollably, making the both of us lose our minds in seconds. Our breathing labored, he pulled out and picked up his pants.

"I'll see you at home," he leaned in and kissed me.

I just nodded and stood onto the office floor with shaky legs. I picked up my panties off the floor and slid them back on.

Jesus Christ. If this was only the start of the anniversary, what's going to happen tonight?

I made sure I left that office at the three o'clock. I didn't even bother cleaning up the broken vase in the office. I didn't give a shit about that. I just wanted to go home to my husband.

I walked to the parking I found my car, I got in and drove off, heading to my home.

Two men in a black Denali started their car.

"You sure about this?"

"Yeah, man. You heard what our orders are. They want her dead. They gave us half a million dollars to finish her."

As I neared my house, I noticed a black truck speeding up behind me. I tried driving faster, but it didn't work. The driver hit back of my car, making me lose control of the car. My car began to spin. The truck hit me one more time. The car flipped three times, finally landing on the hood.

I felt blood drip from my hair-line and lip. I tried unbuckling my seatbelt, but it was jammed. I looked around the car. Maybe my phone was around me. No chance.

Jax finished lighting the candles throughout the house. He sat down on the couch with a beer, opening a blue box containing a diamond necklace. His eyes looked at the clock on the tv.

Where the hell is she?

The driver and his friend got out, walking to me.

"Please, don't hurt me. Please."

The driver dragged a steel bat on the ground, stopping by the driver's side.