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The little white house with the stone fence around the front garden isn’t much, but it’s mine. It was my first big investment after I became an undercover agent.

I sigh, brush the loose strands of hair behind my ears, and stare at the house for a moment. Black shutters stand out against the white façade. Narrow steps lead up to the house, with flowerpots on either side.

The flowerpots would be pretty if the flowers in them weren’t dead.

I press my palms against my closed eyes for a moment. There aren’t enough hours in the day to take care of Nik and dead flowers. I have to let go of one of them, and at this moment, I think it must be Nik I'm letting go of.

Damn him! I can’t let him go! No matter how hard I try, he keeps invading my dreams and my thoughts.

His raw magnetism attracts me so much that I am incapable of making a rational decision.

With every step I take towards the house, my mind is a battlefield. In the dozen steps between my car and my front door, I have fought a hundred different battles.

I must tell Tom about Joseph’s death.

Joseph’s family deserves closure.

I can’t tell Tom about Joseph’s death.

I drop the keys into the black ceramic bowl on the console table before turning around and locking the door behind me. As I kick off my booties, the curtains in the dining room blow out into the hallway.

Strange. I never leave the windows open when I go out.

However, I haven’t done anything I normally do lately. My mind keeps wandering. I constantly feel like I’m losing myself. It is possible that I went to see Anna without thinking twice about closing the window.

I slide my cream suede jacket down my arms and toss it over the chair in my bedroom.

As much as I love the look of my camisole and jeans, my silk robe is calling my name. It’s the perfect way to clear my head and relax.

Bath. Silk robe. And then pizza and wine.

I walk over to my closet and am about to undress when the bedroom door slams shut. Everything in my body screams to grab the nearest weapon or jump out the window. The lock clicks shut as my heart hammers against my ribs. A paralyzing fear overcomes me, and my hands begin to tremble. The fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end as the floorboards creak under the carpet.

Slowly, I turn around and my gaze meets the intruder I know only too well.

Nik grins as he leans against the door and crosses his arms over his barrel chest. “Miss me?”

His dark blond hair falls in waves over his forehead, I want to knot my fingers into it. His stormy grey eyes glare at me as he props one foot against the door and arches an eyebrow.

“I asked you a question, malyshka. Lost for words? No snarky comments?” He chuckles and tilts his head, his tone condescending.

“Why would I miss you?” I walk backward toward the white oak nightstand, keeping my hands behind my back.

“Now, now, don’t be like that. I took some time out of my very busy schedule to see you. I thought you would be a little happier to see me too.”

I reach for the handle and hope he doesn’t see what I’m doing. “What part of me jumping out of your car would make you think I miss you??”

His smug smile widens, and the lines at the corners of his mouth crinkle. “There’s that smart mouth. You know, I can’t stop thinking about it wrapped around my cock.”

My whole body is heated, it feels like hot lava is flowing through my veins, burning, and liquefying everything in its path. I could easily fall to my knees for him.

Fuck, stop thinking about sucking his cock when he’s clearly here to kill you.

Nik pushes himself off the door, his steps slow and purposeful as he comes closer. I reach into the drawer and my fingers try to find the knife.

My predator's eyes are fixed on me, our staring contest has stretched to an uncomfortable length without either of us breaking it. My pulse speeds up with every step he takes towards me.

“I bet you’re soaked right now. I bet you’re thinking about how my hands, my tongue, and my cock are making you feel so good.” He stops a few inches from me, curls his hand around the back of my neck, and brushes his thumb over my jugular.

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