Chapter 39

Vera's POV

No, he wasn’t wrong. He was right and I hated him for it. I hated him for always being the one to dictate the terms of my life. Damn you, Jackson. Fuck you. That was what I wanted to scream.

Instead, I asked, through a sniffle, "Why are you suddenly… mean?"

Tears that had been fighting to stay in finally streamed down my cheeks. I caught a flicker of worry flash across his face, but just as quickly as it came, it disappeared, like it had never been there at all.

"Because I am Jackson Taylor," he said coldly, his voice razor-sharp. "I get what I want at any cost. You will keep my baby, and that means you are not leaving Downtown. I’m taking you home with me."

I gasped. "Don’t you think I have a choice here?"

"Do you want to take this to court? Become an enemy of Jackson Taylor? Or maybe you’re thinking of escaping? I’m not giving you the chance to do any of that!"

"I’m not going anywhere with you!" I yelled, stormi