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He’s writing away as I give him the date and time, as well as the first wave of information that should have him moving right where we want him.

“You got all of this in one night?” His questioning of me has my guard up instantly.

“I already told you, they left the door open when they were talking to Boris. I heard it all.”

“It seems very suspicious that they would just leave the door open for you to overhear.” His head tilts to the side, and I know I have to convince him to believe this.

“It helps that I’m sleeping with all of them. They think I’m in love with them.” I put on my most villainous smile. “They told me they were in love with me too.”

I hate bringing up my relationship with them and throwing it under the bus, but it seems to do what I was hoping for. We have had Laney telling him about me sneaking around with them and small details of dates and our relationships. We have had her send him pictures of us kissing. While I didn’t tell him anything about it other than mentioning that I slept with Alexi once. I was hoping if we needed a trump card we would be able to use this.

“Really?” he questions. “Anddo youlove them?” I already knew he was going to ask this, but that doesn’t make the words I need to say out loud feel any less like glass in my throat.

“Fuck no,” I breathe. “They’re nothing to me. A means to an end.” My throat constricts as I hear movement on the other side of the door. My gaze tracks to it without my permission.

“Is someone there?” he asks in a low tone. I pretend to listen for a moment then shake my head at him.

“I don’t think so, but just to be safe, I should go. Let me know when it’s done. Don’t kill him. I want the honors for myself.” I repeat the words I told the team earlier.This kill is mine.

“You got it, Little Warrior, talk soon. I love you.”

“Love you,” I say quickly, hitting the end button before he can realize just how much I want to vomit over those words. But it’s over.

This is it. After this, I never have to do another video call again. I won’t be speaking to him until he’s close enough that his blood can coat my blades.

After this, I’m free.

Chapter 49

I’ve thought this through a million times at this point. There’s a blanket, wine, and all of her favorite snacks. The weather is perfect with the moon rising in the background and the warm breeze carrying the scent of the ocean all the way up to us. This is one of her favorite places, and I wanted to make it even more special for her.

I finish setting everything up and realize I forgot the wine glasses. I’m in a state of panic, so deep I don’t even hear her as she approaches. I look up to see the most stunning creature wearing a midnight black thigh-length dress that sparkles as she moves. She looks like the night sky herself and slowly, the panic in my chest subsides.

“Are you alright?” she asks, kneeling down on the blanket and ignoring everything around us. Her eyes lock on mine as she assesses the fear gripping me.

“I… I forgot the glasses.”

Realization dawns on her face as she looks around us. The uncorked bottle I was letting breathe is sitting next to the basket of all the foods that make her moan in the same way she does when I sink into her perfect cunt.

“Alexi, this is beautiful.” She sits back, making her hair fall behind her shoulders.

She looks like the goddess of the night and she alone would be enough to save my damned soul. But the worry is still there.

“I ruined it,” I say as I move to stand up, but she takes my hand and pulls me back to her side.

“You didn’t ruin anything.” Suddenly, she straddles my lap and begins unbuttoning my shirt. As her soft touches land on my skin, part of the panic starts to ease.

“You don’t want to eat first?” In all the time I’ve known her, food has always come first to this one. Almost as if she doesn’t eat the second she’s hungry, the food will disappear before her eyes. Yet, right now, her eyes are only on me.

“Oh, I plan on eating. I just want an appetizer first,” she says with a wink and a teasing, agonizingly slow rock of her hips that rubs her pussy across my cock.

That has me rock hard beneath her in a second. She continues to unbutton my white formal shirt and pushes it off my shoulders. Evie takes her time removing each hand from the sleeves, and I watch her with bated breath, loving how her fingers roam over every curve of muscle on display. When she's done, she folds my shirt carefully, making my heart expand for her even more.

I might be willing to throw a shirt here and there, but she knows what speaks to me in these moments. What ensures I can enjoy them the most is when I know even during crazy animalistic sex that my things are in order. She carefully places it in the basket on the empty side from where I removed the blanket and does the same with my pants.

Only once I’m down to my boxers and nothing else, does she stop to look at me. “Do you care if these get dirty?” she asks, pointing to the tented fabric that is doing very little to cover my dick at this point. I shake my head then she points to the blanket. Again, I shake my head.

“Good.”

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