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He lets me go and I fall to the floor in a heap, holding my neck in one hand as I gasp, dragging air into my lungs.
He kneels beside me and yanks my wet hair in his fist, jerking my head back so I’m forced to look into the depths of his black soul. His slicked hair is out of place, ragged, as he spits his words at my face. “You’ll kill the deal with Hassan Deeb. That well is mine.” He pushes my head away from him and stands, towering over me.
“If the Middle East really is yours, Kahn, you kill the deal.” I stumble as I try to climb to my feet, venom giving me the strength to stand and face him. My hatred twists my lips into a sadistic grin. “You can’t, because Hassan knows there’s only me capable of making him an offer as good as this.” I laugh, a dark, echoing sound. “You’ve tried to kill the deal, and he said no. Now you’re trying to get rid of me the way you got rid of my father. Except it’s too obvious, isn’t it? To kill the woman everyone knows you hate. To kill the woman you’re openly in battle with.”
The back of his hand whips across my cheek. The blow is so brutal and unexpected I stagger back against the window, pulling down the curtain as I fall.
“Wrong. If you submit that bid, I will kill you, Dayna Cross. Make no mistake. You’re nothing. No one.”
I hold my breath as he turns and walks away. The door slams behind him.
I press my fingertips to my stinging cheekbone, and I break. I shiver uncontrollably as I sob on the floor.
The door.
Dragging myself up on my weak legs, I grab my phone and stumble to the door. I secure the safety latch then turn and press my back against the wood, sliding to the floor as I cry. Alone. Terrified. Unsafe.
I scroll through my phone and find the only number I can think to call.
