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“Did you get her?”
“She’s dead and I think Emilio is going to—”
“Aaagh…” I gasped out, dropping the phone as my body jerked backward and I fell to the ground. I reached up for the wire around my neck, which was cutting off the air to my lungs.
“You are a damn fine governor, ma’am, and it’s been a pleasure working for you, but I just got orders and Emilio isn’t the type of man you let down.” Bruce sneered, spit coming from his mouth. My nails broke against my own skin and neck as I tried to pull the wire off.
“Ugh!” I reached for the lamp but only managed to grab the edge of the wooden table. My whole body relaxed as my vision blurred.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
Dying at the hands of this prick? No.
When he removed the wire from my neck, I didn’t breathe or move.
“It’s done,” he said into the phone. “What do you mean am I sure? I’m looking at her—”
Grabbing him by the bow tie, I pulled him down as I brought my head up and slammed it into his nose. Spinning onto my knees, I took the lamp and smashed it into his head.
“God—”
Screaming, I charged at him as he stumbled away from me. I rammed his body into the grandfather clock and grabbed a piece of glass, then shoved it into his eyes.
“Fuck!”
Moving back, I grabbed the wire he had dropped and pulled it around his neck. “This how you choke someone out, you little cunt!”
He elbowed me a few times, trying to roll over, but I pulled harder, the wire digging into my palms. “It’s a shame, you’re a damn good kiss-ass, but I’m alpha here, have been since day fucking one, and alphas don’t get fucked over by bitches.”
I pulled hard and the wire dug into his Adam’s apple, blood pouring from his neck and onto my hands. When he fell to my feet, I took a few deep breaths, closing my eyes and backing up to my desk as I reached up to rub my neck. I stood there for a second before moving to pull out my favorite gun, a stainless Beretta M9, checking the chamber—
“Melody!”
I held the gun straight up as he came in. Liam’s eyes widened as he stared at the gun in my hands, the bruises around my neck, and the dead secretary on the government seal between us.
“Motherfucker.” He spat at him.
Putting the gun down, I leaned forward.
“There isn’t anyone out there, is there?” I nodded to the door behind him.
“Your office is empty but there is still some security,” he replied. I reached for my bottom drawer to pull out a bottle of my favorite red wine.
“Looks like my dear older brother is bringing the fight to me.” I lifted the bottle to him before taking a long drink.
He walked over to me and I handed him the bottle. He didn’t drink, just lifted my chin to see my neck.
“I’m fine.”
“That’s for me to decide,” he said seriously.
