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It’s time to show him exactly why he shouldn’t mock me.
Focusing on my stance, I let Alaric’s lessons come back to me. He told me I was a natural, and unlike Layla who hated guns, I loved them. I adored the power I felt with them.
A sense of calmness comes over me when I flick off the safety before I lift my arms, part my legs, and begin to shoot. I hit the first target dead center, and then I begin to walk, shooting as I go.
I roll under the next target, coming up as I fire, hitting it square between the eyes. I roll, dodge, and duck around them, hearing him firing seconds after I am. I reload as I walk, shooting four in quick succession before I have to roll over the top of a barrel and drop to my knees on the other side, firing at the moving targets as they grow farther away.
Standing, I start to walk again. I glance over to see Gray mirroring me on the other side. His face is easy and relaxed, and he holds the shotgun effortlessly as he decimates the targets.
Snarling, I round the box, ducking and firing at one of his, and he turns, his mouth dropping open. Winking, I turn back to my own, hurrying to the final sector which has five moving targets covering both sides. I pop two easily, and then he’s there, firing at the last three in quick succession.
Flicking the safety on, I aim the gun at the ground as I rip off my earmuffs and glare at him, ready to ream him, but he’s suddenly hauling me against him and kissing me hard and fast, and when he pulls away, we are both panting.
“That was so fucking hot, little doe. Now come on, let’s play with the big guns.” I hear respect and admiration in his tone, and when he leads me back to the stationary targets, he hands me some of the bigger guns and watches me take out my anger and pain on the targets, and then he does the same.
Hours later, we are both smiling and relaxed. He was right; we needed this.
That elated, teasing atmosphere soon disappears, however, when we get back into the car to find his phone buzzing. With his eyes on me, he answers, grunting into it before hanging up. “Hang on, little doe.”
“Who was it?” I demand.
“A friend with the intel I needed on our next mark. Strap up, baby. We’re going hunting.”
* * *
There are two of them, and they are in a strip club. I perch on Gray’s knees, watching the dancer on the pole. She’s really fucking good, but Gray? He doesn’t look anywhere but at our drunken targets who are throwing their money around.
Spinning to him, I cup his face and turn it to me. “Who are they?” I murmur against his lips.
His hands slide down to my ass, tugging me closer. “Guards,” he whispers. “Still are, night guards.”
“Do we know who is in charge yet?” I ask.
“Not yet, but we will,” he promises.
“Then we’ll kill both,” I murmur. “I have a plan.”
We have been here for hours, and they show no signs of moving, so I stand and tug off my top, leaving me in nothing but my lace bra and denim shorts. Gray snarls, but I just wink and avoid his reaching hands before swaying my hips as I wander over to them. I drape myself across their chairs, and their intoxicated eyes snap to me, widening in lust as they leer.
“Hello, boys. I can tell you like to party, so do I.”
“Is that right?” The one on the left laughs, slurring his words slightly, his blond hair catching the light. He would be young and attractive if I didn’t know exactly what he did to earn that money.
Licking my glossed lips, I nod and bend farther down, pushing my tits together. “That’s right. Maybe we should party together.” I wink and stand before turning and wandering away. I know they are watching, and I know the exact moment they stand.
Gray will follow them, and I trust in that as I head to the corridor that leads to the bathrooms and then keep going right to the back door we scouted earlier. Gray is letting me into every factor of our hunts now, and I helped him recon this place.
I also had to spend the last hour listening to them moan that the girls wouldn’t accept their money to blow them, hence this plan. I’m tired of waiting. I want them dead, I want to see Gray in action, and then I want to fuck him while we are covered in their blood.
The fire door is propped open, the alarm long since gone, and leads to the back alley. It doesn’t escape my notice that the first time I saw Gray in action was in a similar alley. Turning, I press my back to the wet wall opposite the door and wait.
Moments later, both men fill the doorway. “So you want to play, do you?” the one with black hair and evil eyes calls as they step into the alley.
“So badly.” I flutter my lashes.
He’s the first to reach me. He tries to spin me and press my face to the wall, but I resist, and he snarls, smacking me hard. “Then let’s party.” He laughs as the blond watches. The guy fumbles with my shorts, and I roll my eyes, sliding the blade from my back pocket as I see Gray appear in the door behind the blond one.
“Let’s,” I say, and then I slice up.
