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I came face to face with the very real notion that Henri was just as vulnerable as me.
“You mean…your team didn’t follow you from Paris? They didn’t foresee something like this? Not a single person knows where we are?”
Wait.
Another question popped into my head. One I couldn’t believe I’d forgotten.
“How did you pay Victor? How am I here right now? Surely, your boss didn’t give you two million euros to pay a trafficker?”
His breath tickled my nape, teasing all my nerve endings. “The less you know, the better.”
“But—”
“Enough.” He shook his head. “He’s coming. That’s all you need to know. I’ll make sure of it.”
My knees wobbled as exhaustion set in.
We’re doomed.
Lack of food and hope made me dizzy.
I reached for his broad wrist, needing support.
The moment my fingers curled around him, he swallowed a curse. “Goddammit, you really shouldn’t touch me.”
I ignored the blistering heat in my belly; the feathering clench from his husky, dark voice.
“H-How do we turn it off? The scrambler, I mean,” I whispered. “How do we get everyone free?”
“We?” His voice strangled. “There’s no we, Ily. I’ll take care of it on my own.”
“But…” I blinked. “We’re in this together.”
A low, gut-wrenching groan escaped him.
He shook off my hold and put some distance between us. The way he paced made me wonder if he felt anything at all for me.
Did he want me as much as I wanted him?
Did he feel the same prickly pain whenever we were close?
With swift steps, he flicked a look at the cameras and marched back into me. Pinning me against one of the posters of his medieval-looking bed, his hand went to my throat.
I shuddered.
He swallowed hard.
Power arched through his touch, far too potent and threatening.
His breath came a little thinner as he whispered, “I told you, I have a plan.”
“A plan?”
“Mm hmm.” His thigh drove between mine, acting for the cameras but doing ungodly things to my senses. “I know where his office is. I’m going to break in—”
“Break in?” I whisper-hissed, cold-water sizzling on my sick arousal. “You’ll get caught. They’ll kill you—”
“Quiet.” His nose nuzzled my hair. “I won’t get caught.”
