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“What if it’s important?” she asked, releasing my shaft to push against my chest.
“Nothing could be more important than being with you right now.” And that’s the truth.
“It’s late at night. What if it’s Noah calling about something that can’t wait?”
I closed my eyes and hung my head. The worry and slight tinge of fear in her voice was the only thing making me reconsider all the ways I could make her forget the phone even existed. The ringing had stopped. Only for it to pick back up again. Another attempt to reach me.
“Don’t move, then,” I demanded. “Stay wet and ready for me, okay?” I dropped my eyes to her full tits and inched down her body to take one nipple into my mouth. My light nip had her pussy bucking against me, and I nearly slipped right inside. “Do. Not. Move,” I gritted out again, hating I was giving in and getting up from the bed.
But this was now call number three.
I stood and snatched my pants from the floor. My eyes remained on my gorgeous woman as I pulled my phone from the pocket. She didn’t obey. Of course not. She moved, but it was only to sit up and set her back to the leather headboard.
I held a palm up, a warning not to move again.
Only her eyes moved. Good girl. Her gaze followed my free hand as I wrapped it around my dick and slid it up and down. I wasn’t even sure she realized what she was doing when she opened her knees to show me her pink, swollen pussy. Fuuuuck. I needed her again. Right now.
“The phone,” she reminded me while it rang, and I let it go unanswered in my hand, too distracted to think straight.
Reluctantly, I let go of my cock and brought the phone to my ear, finally paying attention to the name on the screen. “Noah, what’s up? Everything okay?”
“No, man, it’s not,” Noah shared in a grave voice, and the eruption of gunfire in the background had my stomach dropping. My body went cold, and instantly on alert. “The property’s been breached. The home is being hit by ground and air. Over ten tangos by my count. It’s a full-on assault.”
I went to the bed and dropped down at the news, my heart racing in shock.
“What do you want me to do, man? There’s only two of us. But we’ll go in. Say the word. I’ll do my best to save him,” Noah said, heavy breathing making his voice sound ragged. I could tell he was on the move.
I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, still processing. “Stand down,” I said at the feel of Natalia’s hand on my shoulder. “Don’t infil.”
“But your brother—”
“You’re outnumbered,” I cut him off. “I won’t have you sacrificing yourself,” I hissed. The hand holding the phone was shaking as I demanded again, “Stand. Down. That’s an order.”
The rumble of enemy fire in the background had my stomach twisting, and I could barely breathe. My vision blurred as I listened to the sounds of war over the line, knowing I was sitting there unable to do anything while my brother was more than likely dying.
* * *
“They took him out alive. That means someone wants to talk to him, right?” Natalia fidgeted with the strap of her silk robe, her gaze tracking my movements as I paced, waiting for Noah to call back. “There’s time to save him.”
I stopped wearing down the floors and faced her. “It depends on where they’re taking Anthony. What if we don’t have time to get to him? What if I’m too late?” I’d doubted my brother. Thought he was lying to me. Dropped the fucking ball. And now he was on his way to God knew where with a small militia of men who’d gone full-on war mode to get to him. “He pissed off the wrong people. But I don’t know who—” I let go of my words at the memory of what Noah had said to me the other day.
“What is it?” She closed the space between us and reached for my arm.
“I think my brother stole jewelry from the French model he’d been seeing in Monte Carlo,” I shared, reaching for my phone to call Noah with the idea. “He probably sold it, then used that money at a casino.”
Her brows tightened. “I’m not following.”
“This model clearly has shit taste in men,” was all I could manage before calling Noah instead of waiting for him to get back to me. “Where are you now?”
“At the airport,” Noah returned. “I was about to call you. I know who has your brother and I have a final destination. We hacked the system to get the flight manifest. They’re heading to Monte Carlo.”
Where it all started. “Who? The model’s ex?”
“Yeah. He must’ve hung back at the airport while his men infiltrated the property. But I easily identified him when they all met up here.” Noah paused. “Your brother is banged up, but he’s still breathing.”
“What do you mean you easily identified him?” My heart was going to break free from my chest at this rate.
“Hugo Bernard has your brother,” he revealed, and it took me only seconds to put two and two together. Noah knew I was well aware of that name, because every Teamguy knew that fucking name. He wasn’t just a criminal, he’d been financing terrorist activities all over the world for the last decade.
