MYKEL

Jade was glaring at me and then at Sax and Kye before she stepped aside.

The apartment was awfully small, but the furniture was pretty clean and sturdy. There were toys on the coffee table, on the floor, and the small bookshelf, reminding me that my son did exist and I had been a father for almost four years.

“Have a seat.”

“These are my—”

“Bodyguards?” she replied vilely.

“Also, my friends. Sax the bald and the blond is Kye.”

“Hello, ma’am.” My guys took a seat. ...