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Which means I need to come back. To be here in case they venture out after dark. No matter where you are in the world or how safe your neighborhood is, nighttime is when the creeps come out. Nighttime is when the bastards like me hit their targets so viciously that you never see them coming.
Fuck.
Quickly driving through traffic, trying to avoid the asshole in the backseat waking up, I park in the abandoned warehouse with one thing in mind. Eliminating the threat snoring behind me.
The stupid fool.
CHAPTER5
Cage
Private: Have a job for you.
I glare at the device in my hand, hating it more and more as I stare at the blue screen and the message flashing at me. Being a mercenary has its perks. I take the jobs I want and pass on the ones I don’t. But I’ve spent more time trailing after Magnolia in the past four months than not, and it’s time I get back to what I’m good at. I know she’s safe; I know she’s happy here. I don’t need to disturb her just yet. Not when I’ve decided to give her the alpha male she so secretly desires.
My plan to show up at her signing is in place; I even secured a ticket so no one can stop me from joining the event.
I’ve been feeling restless since eliminating the prick who broke into her townhouse. As it turned out, that wasn’t the first time he’d done such a thing, and he’d even assaulted a couple of women who dared to come home while he was violating their space.
He was a predator through and through. Now, he’s liquified in a barrel of lye, buried somewhere no one will ever find him. He’ll never bother my pet again.
Magnolia and her friend haven’t let on if they knew someone had been in their home, and since the incident, I made it very clear to their landlord that it would be best he installed an alarm system and outdoor cameras to prevent his own misfortune. I tossed a few grand at him to get it done quickly and told him to lie through his yellow-stained teeth about why it was being done and to tell the girls it was an investment into his property, so he was footing the bill.
Me: Send the details.
I have ten days to finish this job before I return and claim Magnolia. I’ll let her live in her safe bubble with her freedoms until then. Afterwards, there’s no more holding back. She’ll be mine, and short of death, nothing will stand in my way.
Instructions have come through, and I see I’m heading north to Prague. I wonder if Magnolia would like it there.
The job is a quick hit. In and out. The target—my ringtone whistles again—targets, it seems, are a rogue group of military men from Belarus who decided to take their radical frustrations out on a village of mostly women and children. There seem to be a few survivors, but from what I can tell, the ones left breathing wish they were dead.
The military unit is now celebrating its victory in Prague, making locating them easy. They’ve rented out a penthouse in Hotel Delarue, having alcohol and women sent up every night. They’re dead, and they don’t even know it yet.
A private jet awaits to take me there, and I wonder who the client is, as they’ve deposited half a million dollars for each of the six men into my account to secure my employment. I’ll receive another half a million for each after they’re dead.
If I had to take a guess at who the client is, I’d say CIA. I’ve been contracted by them before. There are times when they just don’t want to get their hands dirty. That’s where I come in because I have no qualms about taking out assholes like this.
Approaching the airport, I get another text requesting that I call once I’m in the air.Interesting.I don’t ordinarily receive those. I have a feeling it’s because there hasn’t been any news coverage about this particular tragedy, and they’d like to explain why.
Or, they’re about to tell me how to kill the men and make it look like an accident. If that’s the case, there’s only one way, an explosion, and I get the feeling whoever this is isn’t going to want me to blow up a hotel filled with innocent people.
“Sir.” The flight attendant greets me as I climb the stairs into the aircraft. “We’ll be ready for take-off in ten minutes. Can I get you anything?” Most women cower at the sight of me. Something about the scars on my neck, the tattoos on my face, and the dead look in my eyes. This one, however, has her gaze roaming up and down my body like she’d like to take a chunk out of me.
“Not a fucking thing.” I ensure she understands there’snothingshe can do for me. The only one I want is Magnolia fucking Taylor, and it still pisses me off.
I’ve been called many things in my life: deranged, psychopath, unconscionable, soulless. But never have I been accused of being obsessive like I am about the woman who stole my breath the day she was ready to throw her body in front of a classroom of children in an effort to save their lives.
Maybe it’s her courage.
Could be her grass-green eyes that suck the life out of me anytime I stare into them.
Perhaps it’s the hold her body wields on my dick. The way she writhed underneath me, begging me to take her like the animal I am.
If I’m being honest, it was the expression in her eye that day. She was prepared to die. She had welcomed death before it ever appeared on her doorstep, and I can’t get that image out of my mind. No matter how hard I try.
I’m no fucking hero, not a knight in shining armor. I’m a killer, plain and simple. For money. That’s my only motive in life.Wasmy only motive. The minute Magnolia ran away from me, she became my singular obsession. There is no longer anything I desire more than my pet.
On her back or her knees, I’ll take her any way she’ll let me, and her time is ticking away. I’m coming for her, and there’s nothing that will stop me. Not her, her friend, or the slew of media that will descend once they’ve discovered I’ve kidnapped an American girl, should she not come willingly.
