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“You alright? Not sleeping again?” I run a red light, causing people to honk cause that woman has made me late for my own meeting.
I hate being late.
“It’s been busy around here.” God, she’s not kidding.
Feels like the club has been torn apart and patched together with hopes and dreams. Being back in Reno doesn’t even feel real yet.
“Need you to keep an eye on my guest while I meet the gentlemen who have my vehicles.” She snorts.
“You want me to watch the woman you kidnapped from Florida who is currently shackled to your bed while you go kill the people who bought the cars she stole from you?” That sounds about right.
“My phrasing was a lot simpler.” I smile as I turn into the back of my warehouse.
“It was the understatement of the year. By the way, I found out something very interesting about your house guest.” I put my earpiece in before leaving the car so I can still hear and talk to her but have my hands free.
“Oh?” I approach my office door and stop right before opening it when Glitch drops her little tidbit of information.
“She’s married.”
CHAPTERTWO
MERCEDES
“Maldita sea!”I scream as I kick uselessly at the bed.
Calm down, think.
I close my eyes, but all I see are his crystal blue eyes, and I groan. My libido has been going crazy since he grabbed me outside Gabriels Club back in Miami.
I have to get back.
I can’t do shit here in Reno. I go over that night again in my head, trying to figure out how Spark found me cause I’m really fucking good at my job. I get in and out, but these assholes saw me.
I must have tripped some type of surveillance that wasn’t visible.
I blow out a breath and tense my arms to pull on the cuffs that are stopping me from making my escape. I have an hour at best to get the hell out of Reno.
The bed frame is metal, but the bars the cuffs are around aren’t very thick. I flip my legs over my head and push with all my strength. The frame groans, and my wrist are starting to bleed from where I’m pulling, but after a few minutes, the bar comes free, causing me to fall off the bed.
“Ow,” I rub my arm and stand up.
I look at the bed and smile. Thank God for cheaply made furniture. I trash his bedroom looking for the cuff keys and finally find a pair in his sock drawer of all places. I drop the metal on the floor and grab a pair of keys off a side table on my way out the door.
I frown when I’m outside.
I have no phone, so I can’t look up where I am. I need to find a highway, but first, I need a car. The problem is I don’t see any in his driveway. I sigh and go back into the house and find the door to the garage.
I smile when I see the pristine custom orange Harley.
“Oh, your daddy is going to hate me.” I rub a hand over the gas tank.
“Wanna go for a ride, baby?” I click the garage door open and mount the bike.
“You aren’t my Ducati, but you’ll do.” I rev the engine and groan when she purrs to life, sending a delicious vibration on my clit.
“Ok, I see the appeal now.” I pat the side of the Harley as I pull out of the driveway.
I have no money, and I can’t ride his bike to Miami. One because it’ll take too damn long, but most importantly because I know he has this beauty low-jacked.
