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She dumps the necklace and gets up, not showing even an ounce of fear.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

“Either to an unmarked grave or home. You don’t seem to be in the mood to talk.” She starts for the door. “I’ll refund your money, minus expenses I’ve spent.”

“You’ve got some sizable ovaries,” I say. “Sit the fuck down.”

MG stops, takes a beat, then turns. Her gaze drops to my chest, to the tattoos, and she lets out a soft sigh tinged with a moan. “Why are the pretty ones so fucking tiresome?”

“I could ask you the same fucking thing.”

“Save it. You’re hot, and you know it, Jac. But hot isn’t why I’m here.”

I nod. “And why are you here?”

It’s a good question. A great one. Something’s off, almost like I can’t quite keep my balance as the floor shifts and moves, like I’m on a boat. There’s something that doesn’t make sense.

Hendrick wants revenge for his father’s death, and probably for me being the better man. He dates bland. I fuck hot. I take risks and I don’t hide behind a veneer of old wealth and power. I have it, I’m aware, but I also ride my own wave.

He wants revenge, so why use my hire and send her here?

That’s when I look at the hot little cunt on legs in front of me. I know it’s beyond fine, that cunt. Just fingering it made me want to dive into the honeyed depths with abandon.

Maybe Hendrick discovered that, too, when he took his share of her. And maybe they’re—

I stop.

He looked at MG tonight like he wanted her. I don’t think I’ve seen him look at anyone like that. Except maybe Lili at a party before her twenty-first birthday. Which is why, if I hadn’t seen his father rape my sister, I’d have blamed him.

The marks on her, how she looked when she came into the great room, her hair newly-fixed, the haze and…

She fucked him there.

At the party.

And now she’s here with fake fucking jewels. I stalk up to her and trace the muzzle of the gun from her tits to her cunt. “Is he that good?”

“Who?”

I grin nastily. “Hendrick. Is he that fucking good a lay you’ll turn? Betray me?”

“I wasn’t aware sex meant betrayal.”

Her words sting, send anger surging. “He turned you by sticking that dick in you? That it?”

She lifts her head. “It’s a fine dick.”

I’ve never wanted to hit a woman before. And right now, I’m close.

Instead, I toss the gun and pull her top down, trapping her arms, exposing her all over again.

“Maybe all it takes is a good fuck to get you to do your job, MG. After all, he fucked you so you wouldn’t, I’ll fuck you so you will.”

“Go to hell.”

“Sorry, MG, already there.”

I pull her to me and shove my hand up between her thighs, pushing her panties to the side. Oh, fuck, is she wet. I shove three fingers in her and start to roughly bang her. Then, I grab her hair, pulling her head back.

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