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She goes to move, but I pin her there, moving the hand on the door to her throat again.
I read the letter.
THIRTEEN
MAGDALENA
His face grows hot and angry as he reads. It’s not a long note. But whatever it says pisses Jac off even more.
I know I should be scared, but I’m not. He won’t kill me. He wants me too much for that. And I hate myself for wanting him, for loving the brutal face fuck he gave me, for loving the humiliation of the mouth of cum and his demands to stain Hendrick’s shirt with it.
I’m angry enough to do it.
I’m angry enough to want to hurt both of them. Even though both men are big, tall, and could swat me like a fly. I’m no tiny little short thing; I couldn’t do what I do if I was, but my average height and high level of fitness is nothing compared to them. Compared to them I’m about as threatening and strong as a blade of grass. But there are other ways to hurt, smarter ways, and boy, do I want to hurt them both for doing this to me.
If it was just about the stealing of a necklace I wouldn’t mind, but I’m clearly in the middle of something bigger, darker, more sordid. Somehow, I’ve gotten sucked into this mess.
But more than the anger and the wanting to hurt them, I want out. Of this job. Of their lives.
“I want to go home.” My phone’s in one of my shoes and I’ll—
Jac’s hand tightens on my throat, and he drags me into the room, dumping the note on the table near the door.
He tosses me like a ragdoll so I land on a big, modern winged chair in red that sits on the other side of the front door. I don’t know what it’s for. Lazy bodyguards? Guests? Girls he likes to abuse?
Hysteria is nipping at my heels, and I shove it away. I need to think.
I go to rise, but he shoves me back down. His cock’s erect again, the sight of that sweet curve and piercing makes my palms itch to hold it.
“Pathetic,” Jac says, glaring at me. Then he turns, about to run away, so I take my chance and get up and make a run for the door.
He grabs me and pins me against the wall, his body pressed against mine, and he deliberately rubs against me, pushing his cock against my belly. How is he so fucking fast?
“Let me go, Jac,” I growl.
“Fuck no. The party’s just getting started.”
I shove at him, and he shoves back. Then he looks at me with such degrading pity I want to sink my teeth into him and draw blood.
“Not only,” he says, moving his mouth down to my ear, “did you fail in the easy job I gave you… Some fucking world class thief you are, MG. Aren’t you meant to be the best? Or did you just spread your legs and suck cock to buy that reputation? I mean, I’d give you a solid three stars on Thieves dot com.”
“Prick.”
He runs his thumb up between my thighs, and I jump and shiver as he strokes over my clit. My traitorous body gets wetter than it was when he made me blow him.
“Cunt.” He pushes a finger in and rocks his cock against me. “With,” he murmurs, “a wet cunt.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“You fucking love it, MG. Now, where was I? Oh, yeah, not only are you a sad excuse for a thief, but you went and fell for Hendrick’s nice guy act. At least with me, I’m what I say I am. He lies and pretends, and you fell for it. And here you are, caught in my enemy’s trap for me, his little fucking whore. One who runs his errands.”
I slap him hard, and he rips his hand from my pussy and grabs my wrist, squeezing.
“You’re an asshole. A fucking piece of shit.” I glare.
He squeezes harder. “I wouldn’t fucking do that again, MG, or you’ll regret it.”
“Really?” I’m beyond fucking caring.
