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My feet hit the ground, and I realize where I am: a private airstrip.
“No yacht?” I ask.
Milo appears next to me. “No, we don’t have time for a yacht, even though that is both of our preferred means of travel. We need to get back quickly, I’ve had enough interruptions. And I don’t want that girlfriend of yours to decide to try to wrangle up a crew to attack us.”
“You don’t have to worry about Kai. She won’t attack,” I say.
Milo shakes his head as we walk toward his private plane. “Even I know that isn’t true.”
We board the plane, and I’m shoved toward the back of the narrow aisle-way. And then, I’m pushed to the ground, sandwiched between the last chair and a wa
ll behind it.
Milo’s crew board the plane while I stay lying on the floor like a dog. The plane takes off within minutes of us boarding, and I know it is going to be one long and uncomfortable flight for me.
At least I’m close enough to Milo and his men that I will be able to listen to every conversation. I hear the familiar sound of whiskey being poured. The conversations will be flowing, and I will be able to hear every word. It’s exactly what I need to be able to learn more about Milo’s organization.
It’s a good plan, except Milo and all of his men speak Italian the entire fucking flight. A language where I only know the words grazie and ciao.
So at the first opportunity, I break my promise to myself and let my thoughts drift back to Kai.
Where is she?
Did Langston convince her to stay at my beach house?
Did she buy a new condo for herself?
Has she decided she wants to take the Black empire for herself?
Or has she found a new destiny, one not dripping with pain?
That’s where my thoughts start, but not where they end. Instead, my mind goes to much dirtier thoughts.
The shape of her mouth when she’s screaming my name.
The curve of her hips as they buck into mine.
The swell of her clit as I press between her lips.
The taste of her tongue as I take her breath away.
The grip of her pussy as she tightens around me.
The scent of her hair sprayed with ocean salt.
The strength in her piercing blue-green eyes as she says I love you.
Maybe I’m delusional. Maybe my heart is fucked. But with each second that passes, I feel my mistake grow.
I should have told her the truth. I should have told her my feelings. I should have said the three words that would have brightened her entire world before engulfing it in darkness.
I. Love. You.
Nope, I’m definitely delusional from going without food or water and being stuck in darkness for so long. That’s all.
Except it hasn’t even been twenty-four hours yet. My mind is still clear, my belly barely twinging. I’m not delusional. I’m not losing my mind. I’m just hung up on the love of my life. And as much as I want to forget about her and leave her behind, protect her from afar, and with time know she will move on with another man, I know that isn’t true. It’s not how I feel. If Kai was to move on with another guy, I would come for him. Even if I was dead, I would come back and haunt his ass. Because the love we share is a once in a lifetime kind of love. It’s not something you can bury or ever move on from. It’s the kind where one of us will sacrifice ourself to save the other. The kind of link between us that no distance, person, or time can sever. The kind that is all consuming. The kind that will destroy continents and start wars. The kind that you never get over. Never escape. And never forget.
The plane lands after several hours, forcing my thoughts from Kai back to figuring out a way to take down Milo Wallace.
