Page 133 of Snaring Emberly


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“Wait,” she cries. “Why am I here? What do you want?—”

“You’re going to find a vein and inject your business partner.”

“But we’re not.” She shakes her head. “I would never. I can’t.”

Gil massages her shoulders. “It’s the only way you’ll leave this place alive.” He shoots me a glance. “Isn’t it?”

I nod. “Do this, and I’ll overlook your betrayal.”

She sobs.

Callahan flashes his teeth. “Two-faced cunt. Touch me and every cop in the state of New Alderney will hunt you down. My friends will lock you in a cellar and fuck every hole until you bleed.”

She shrieks.

My brows rise. “See what you tried to inflict on Emberly?”

“Do it,” Gil says with a bit more bite. “Now.”

She takes the syringe and crouches down to approach Callahan. One of my men grabs the cop’s foot to hold it steady, while she injects its contents into his veins.

My man opens a box for the blonde to deposit the syringe. She’s so preoccupied with her crime that she’s failed to recognize that she’s just handed over a murder weapon covered in her fingerprints.

I smirk. Gil will explain to her on the drive back that it’s insurance to keep her in line, so she continues to play the role of Emberly’s best friend without stabbing her in the back.

“What is that?” Callahan croaks.

“A lethal dose of heroin,” I reply with a grin. “From what my people researched, it seems to be your drug of choice.”

Callahan’s eyes widen, and he opens his mouth to scream but only produces vomit. He gurgles, chokes, and thrashes.

The blonde screams, but Gil clamps a hand over her mouth. I wonder if she’s alarmed at the sight of a man dying or because she’s just committed murder. It’s interesting how she had no qualms about subjecting Emberly to an even worse fate.

“Roll him on his back to let him convulse in peace,” I mutter.

The men comply, and Callahan shakes and spasms. After what feels like an eternity, his body goes still, his eyes glaze over, and he stops breathing.

I wanted his death to be more dramatic, but a detective found in an abandoned brothel having overdosed on his drug of choice is something they’re more likely to cover up than investigate.

By the time I get home, shower, and slip into bed with Emberly, I no longer feel so unworthy of her affection.

FORTY-FOUR

EMBERLY

Gentle morning light streams through my eyelids, and I wake up to Roman curled around me like a big spoon, peppering kisses along the nape of my neck. His erection presses into my ass, and he cups my breast.

I smile, my pussy flooding with heat.

“Good morning, baby,” he purrs, his voice so deep and rich that my spine erupts into tingles.

“You’re in a good mood,” I say with a moan.

“Been doing a lot of thinking.”

He rolls my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, making me gasp.

I press my ass into his thick length. “About?”

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