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Chapter 21
Tarek
Iknow she’s here now, and I also know she’s not safe. I hate it. I hate knowing they can hurt her, and there isn’t a single thing I can do to stop it without blowing my cover. I got in with her dad just like I figured I would, but he wanted me to prove my worth before he stepped into anything else with me. I understand that, and I’m playing my part, but that doesn’t mean watching her so lost and alone isn't hard. She walks around the house looking sadder than I’ve ever seen her yet hopeful at the same time. I want to think I’m the hope in her eyes.
I steal every moment I can with her. I steal kisses, touches, and caresses. I need that woman. I need her more than I thought I would.
“When will the shipment be in?” Catoli asks.
“Tomorrow night. Should be a big one,” I reply, making up lies to cover my ass. We planted a shipment for him to grab. He just doesn’t know that.
“And you’re sure we can get to it?”
“They leave the warehouse unattended. No one ever looks there.” He shifts in his seat as he looks up at me, his eyes burning through me.
“If you’re wrong, you’re dead.” His statement does little more than piss me off. He can go fuck himself for all I give a shit, but I know the part I have to play, and this is it.
“I’m not wrong. I know my guys,” I reassure him. He nods and lifts his glass to his lips, drinking the amber liquid inside.
“I suppose you do. How are things with my daughter?”
“They’re fine. She hasn’t attempted to run, but I warned her it wouldn’t be smart to try.” He chuckles now and shakes his head.
“I didn’t think she would run before either. Yet, she did. That’s why I need you on her at all times. I can’t afford for this marriage to Issac not to happen.”
“Why is that?” He looks up at me once more before pouring more amber liquid into his glass and twirling it in his hand.
“That isn’t something I typically discuss with the security, but you might as well know, considering you’re guarding her. I have plans, Tarek. Big plans. Takeovers are in the works, although that’s something that doesn’t leave this room, understood?” I nod my head, not liking where this is going.
“And how’s that going to work?”
“Quite simply, really. Once they say I do, you will be ready to shoot.”
“Shoot, who?” I ask, feeling a little uneasy now.
“Issac.”
“Why is that?”
“Once they’re married, everything he has will be hers. Pierson is … controllable with the right kind of discipline.”
“And you plan on using that control to do what? Turn everything over to you?” I ask, knowing the answer already. I can see it in his sick, evil eyes. He’s using Pierson as a pawn to get what he wants, and why wouldn’t he? The man is sick.
“Exactly. She has no use for the things Issac has to offer. Pierson has everything she could possibly need here,” he says, throwing his hands to the sides to make his point.
“What if she wants more?”
“Then you handle her.”
“As in?”
“Do I really need to spell it out for you, Tarek? She’s disposable after we get what we want,” he says.
“We?”
“Yes. Aren’t you the one offering your club up on a silver platter to me, or have you changed your mind?” I shake my head.
“I haven’t changed my mind.”
