Chapter 51
The Resignation of Jade Moretti
Jade
The coffee dripped into the carafe just as the sun was rising above the ocean waves. Alex sat at the kitchen island, going over the videos one last time.
We filmed three videos yesterday, and today? Well, today was the fucking day.
Cindy’s email arrived just as I poured two cups of coffee, both Alex and I quiet like never before.
It was all in my hands now. Now, nothing would get in the way of my wrath.
Except my phone rang, and I froze with the coffee cup midway to my lips. I looked down at the screen, both surprised and feeling nothing.
“Jade? Where are you?” My father’s strict voice came through the speaker, but it no longer had power over me.
“I’m getting dressed. Why?”
“Where’s Xavier?” he asked coldly.
I met Alex’s gaze, and there was no fear inside me anymore.
“I don’t know. I don’t car—”
“You don’t? Did you see him yesterday?
“What’s going on?” I finally asked, and my father sighed. Worried.
“Turn the news on. And come to the office as soon as possible.”
I ended the call and reached for the remote, eagerly waiting to do the deed, but in the meantime, I could feed my curiosity.
The local channel showed a story—Xavier’s.
...the mutilated body of a local businessman was found early this morning when the cleaning crew arrived for their four a.m. shift,” the dark-haired news anchor spoke in her professional tone while images of one of Xavier's dealerships flashed in the background.
"Xavier Knox was last seen dining at a restaurant where a brutal fist fight broke out between Knox's table and the one nearby.
Police have identified a few men in the video as members of a local gang; however, every single one had remained in the restaurant when Knox disappeared.
I stood planted to the floor, watching the news. Oh fuck. Did they know it was…us?
We're in possession of a cell phone video showing the brutal fight unfolding right in the middle of dinner.
Indeed, the video showed the table of men who were sitting beside us that night, pummeling the shit out of Xavier's friends. Women screaming and running around, bottles exploding, and arms and legs flying in all directions. Police ask for anyone with any information about the fight and Xavier Knox’s death to come forward.
"Not bad, right?" Alex turned to me, beaming. "It all ended up going smoothly. None of the cameras in the restaurant worked that night, either. Mysteriously, everything went offline." He winked at me, and all the pieces of the puzzle finally fell into place.
"You guys…planned the fight?” I asked, feeling so silly. Of course. Of course, Alex did.
"Yeah." Alex turned the TV off and rounded the island, reaching for me. “Local gang involvement—right there on the video, but everyone is accounted for. Xavier was already gone when this video was taken. Jesús arranged for Knox’s body to be dropped off at one of his own dealerships."
My man.
In his arms, I walked back to the bedroom and settled down with his laptop to type out a very important email.
The videos were edited, the account created, and all content uploaded, and most importantly, I had thousands and thousands of email addresses.
Subject: The resignation of Jade Moretti
Dear colleagues,
Effective immediately, I will be resigning from my position of Assistant United States Attorney.
I want to extend my gratitude to everyone whom I’ve worked with, but I have decided to follow my true passion—I take orders from another Daddy now and let him use me any way he likes.
Below you will find links to my OnlyFans. I encourage you to subscribe to paid content and tell me how you feel about the new skill I discovered. I only come like that for Daddy.??
It’s been a pleasure working with you.
xxx Jade
P.S. If you ever lose the link, my display name is Legally F*cked.
“What do you think?” I twisted back to Alex, who leaned over me and read the text on the screen.
“Perfect,” he murmured against my neck. “Just like you.”
Click.
Sent.
The air stalled in my lungs as I waited for the email to hit my sent items folder. It popped up quickly, innocently, just like all the other emails always did, but this one was life-changing. I shut the laptop and threw it to the side, settling back onto Alex’s chest.
We sat there quietly, both of us just resting. Both of us just taking a moment to breathe. To be together.
“How long do you think I should keep the OnlyFans page up?” I asked, drowning in his hug.
Alex took a moment to think about it and then gave me the exact answer I wanted. “However long you think you need, baby.”
The decision was always mine.
So many people had opinions. About OnlyFans, criminals, fathers. About right and wrong, and good and bad. I had the perfect life on the surface—rich boyfriend, promising career, parental support.
And Alex was just a thief, one who deserved to rot behind bars.
But my freedom was an illusion. A lie.
Minutes turned into hours as Alex and I just existed together. We made lunch. We made love. We swam in the warm ocean. Naked and free.
And it was only when the clock was inching closer to three in the afternoon that I turned on that local news channel again, knowing what I would see.
...U.S. Attorney’s resignation comes as a great shock as we learn the details behind Sebastian Moretti’s abrupt departure.
Sources within the department confirm Moretti handed in his resignation just before noon today, following a department-wide email that reached the U.S.
Attorney’s office staff, the entire 54th Police Precinct, and many others, including the Governor of Florida, and the Mayors of Orlando, Miami, Fort Lauderdale, and Tampa.
I stood in the living room directly in front of the TV and listened to every word.
The email was reportedly sent by Jade Moretti, Mr. Moretti's daughter and employee.
In the message, she announced her own resignation to pursue a career as an adult content creator on the subscription platform OnlyFans.
The email allegedly contained direct links to her account, featuring explicit adult images and videos.
A large and warm body towered over me.
So gentle. So mine.
Miss Moretti’s profile has seen a massive surge in traffic, surpassing ten thousand subscribers within the last hour.
However, the most peculiar detail about Miss Moretti’s content is a name mentioned in one of the videos—Nightcrawler.
As is well known, the U.S. Attorney’s office has worked with investigators for the better part of the decade to bring down a car theft ring operating all over Florida—an organization whose leaders were nicknamed ‘The Nightcrawlers’ by staff.
It is unknown if the man appearing in Miss Moretti's videos is indeed the subject of that now-completed investigation. Mr. Moretti declined to comment on his and his daughter’s sudden resignations.
“You’re an unhinged criminal mastermind." A familiar deep voice whispered in my ear, and then his arms enveloped me softly.
I broke out into a loud laugh, letting it echo in the room, already flying in the air and into Alex’s arms.
The beginning of our forever was now.
But just as that thought crossed my mind, the phone rang, sending that well-known twinge of panic through me. I pulled back from Alex, refusing to believe that he would call.
Slowly, Alex walked to the kitchen island and picked up my phone, turning the screen to me.
“Wow, Jade.” Julian launched into it before I even uttered a greeting. I’d never been more relieved to hear his stupid voice. “I guess you are that kind of girl, huh?”
Alex pinned me to him, the look in his eyes outright murderous. “Your brief—” Julian’s sarcasm was impossible to miss, “—worked wonders because bail was posted for Pavlov this afternoon. Thought you should know.”
“Okay,” I said simply, wanting to never use a phone again. In fact, I’d throw it into the ocean right after the call. “Thanks for letting me know.”
“Yeah, no problem, and hey—” Julian kept talking and Alex opened his mouth to say something, but my lips were already on his, drowning us both. “I’d ask you to call me if you ever want to go out, but…I guess you already found yourself a new daddy.”