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Intolerant of his disrespect, I don’t move closer to him, forcing him to come to me if he wants to talk. He battles against accepting my dominance, his mouth twisting into a snarl. Turns out he can accept the truth and caves after about ten seconds, striding toward me.
“I don’t want my sister at your sex club.”
The abrupt request stops him in his tracks.
“Whatever kinky shit the two of you want to do at your house—after you’re married—I don’t want to hear or know about. But you keep it private.”
He opens his mouth. I don’t give a fuck what he has to say. “Don’t physically hurt her. If you want to whip or torture someone, find another girl. Just don’t fuck her. You don’t cheat on Chelsea.”
“Anything else?”
Rage vibrates in his voice. Zero fucks. “If you change your mind, give her back. If you kill her, I will end everyone you’ve ever known and make you watch while I do it. Doctor who delivered you—dead. First grade teacher—dead. Contractor built your house—dead. Every. Single. One.”
His eyes widen. He knows I’m good for it. I’ve killed my own men for less. I always follow through with what I say in the business. Otherwise, I’d be the one murdered.
“I don’t know why this is so hard for you to understand. If I was going to hurt her, I’d have done it from the get go. That’s not what I want from her.”
As much as I hate to admit I agree with him, I know he’s being honest. Chelsea’s naïve and trusting. If he dragged her to the dark side of Déjà Vu, she wouldn’t have stopped him.
Not once have I seen a mark on her. She’s always been her happy-go-lucky self. Maybe even more so if I’d paid attention better. “I will give you one chance. All the times you’ve spent with her have been at your club.”
He nods. Thank fuck. At least I can trust my tech guys to be accurate and thorough. “I want you to make sure nothing changes away from there. We’ll have dinner at my house tomorrow evening. Be there at seven.”
I point to his guards by the shipping gate. “Your men wait off my property. If you want my blessing, you have to earn it.”
I don’t wait for his answer. He’ll either prove himself or he won’t.
Glass shatters as I turn away, and a shriek cries overhead. A motherfucking rocket launcher. I twist back and Maxim’s wide eyes furiously scan across the building. He’s just as shocked as I am. This isn’t his attack.
Shit! He drops to his knees when a bullet blasts through his thigh. My guys are on the defense, unloading on the men streaming in through the overhead doors on each side. We’re outnumbered but have the advantage with my team in the rafters. They can see everything and pick off the invaders easily.
Three of Maxim’s bodyguards rally and grab him, dragging him to his vehicle thanks to the cover my men provide. You’re welcome.
Jace and Baxter flank me, and we annihilate the soldiers closest to us. The influx of men ends, and corpses litter the concrete. Thank fuck Maxim will survive or Chels would’ve killed me.
I take one last look around. No one else comes at us. A slow creak moans above. Two metal planks crash down. What the fuck? The missiles must have damaged the roof. A groan leads to a collapse to the front. I order the guys to get the hell out but instead Baxter runs toward me.
Agony pierces the back of my head and my vision blurs until everything fades to black.
Addie
Bang. Bang. Bang.
“Wake up, angel.”
Titan’s raspy voice floats from far away.
Pound. Pound. Pound.
“I need you.”
I need him too but must resist.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
“Please, Fireball.”
He never begs. I jolt up in bed. It’s not a dream.
