Owen's eyes widened slightly.

‘What the fuck?’ He thought, but one thing was the fact he'd never seen Jaxon so furious before.

If glares could kill, then it looked like Zayne would probably be dead ten times over.

Jaxon even had his fist clenched so hard, the cigarette broke into pieces, his nose flared, eyes blazing with fury.

Any second from now and Owen could be certain Jaxon would reach into his pocket and end Zayne.

This wasn't good.

As everyone was aware, Jaxon hated ...