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Cillian’s green eyes widen, and his teeth flash fiercely.
“What thefuck…”
His hand drops from my throat. And my hips. And suddenly, we’re both crashing to the ground. I hit the floor with a gasp, rolling away from him, wincing at the pain when his enormous cock slips from between my legs.
I scramble to my feet, backing away from him as if he might lunge up and strike me down.
No. He’s not going anywhere.
The brutal, vicious, gorgeous Irish crime boss lies on the ground, wincing and gritting his teeth. My knife is still buried to the hilt in his side. Blood—alotof blood—pools beneath him. His devilish green eyes roll, but then snap to mine as they start to fog.
“What the fuck…”
“The blood of the innocent washes away the sins of the wicked.”
I don’t know why I say it. I don’t know why in this moment I feel the need to repeat the words the monster who was my father used to say. They just slip out.
No matter.
I'm shaking all over as I grab my dress and quickly yank it back on and clasp it at the back. My fake blonde wig tumbles down over my shoulders as I straighten up, tuck my breasts back into the dress, and whirl around.
I don’t look back.
I just leave.
When the elevator doors shut, I suddenly fall back against the wall, clutching my chest. My heart is racing so hard it feels like I’m going to go into cardiac arrest.
Breathe.
Breathe, Una.
I let out a soft sob, shaking as I hug myself and suck in a lungful of air, then blow it out. I do it twice more, then twice more again, and finally, the shudders leave me. I stand, taking another deep breath and exhaling slowly.
It’s done.
For Finn. It’s done.
The elevator doors slide open. I step out, swallowing and letting calmness settle over me.
It’s done. It’s over.
Hell of a way to lose your virginity, though.
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CILLIAN
Murder.
Murder would have been fuckingeasier.
I wince, gritting my teeth as Castle yanks the wheel around hard, taking a corner.
“Easy on the fucking gas there, Steve McQueen,” I grunt.
My six-and-a-half-foot tall de facto second in command shoots me a sideways glance before the car lurches violently again as he overtakes another car. My vision blurs as I slam against the passenger side door, and I shoot him a venomous glare.
“You fucker. That was on purpose.”
