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But the reason they’d had Book Club wasn’t for her to end up in a situation like this, twiddle her thumbs, and pray that someone came to her rescue. This was the best-case scenario. Lavigne could have killed heratthe wedding.
Except for her feet, her nudity was a non-issue. There was no telling where they were or what terrain surrounded them. If she were to get out, bare feet could eventually lead to her recapture.
However, the most crucial task at the moment was the rope around her neck. Not only would she have to find a way to loosen it, but if she was able to, it could come in handy as a tool. Lavigne was probably expecting a damsel in distress, and if she did try to fight back, he was probably expecting an easy takedown. But she wanted to see her boys, her husband. She wanted to see who this baby would become. That meant she would fight her ass off.
The door opened.
Lavigne stood in the doorway, and his expression clearly said he’d been expecting a blubbering lump in the corner. Once she was safe, she’d blubber.
“Intéressante.”
“What’s interesting?” she asked.
“Tu comprends?”
“Yes, I understand.”
He leaned against the door trim, arms folded. “You, your husband, your boyfriend…you three must have wild sex, hmm? Like a sandwich.”
Some men are enough to satisfy a woman without needing help, though I don’t think that’s a concept you’re familiar with.
It was what she wanted to say, but she had to be smart. She had to strategize. Her strength was getting into people’s heads. No rules stated that just because Lavigne was skilled at slaughter, he didn’t possess a human brain capable of being warped if he encountered the right person—and she would be the right one today.
He reached for his zipper.
She didn’t twitch.
All those years of staring down a toddler without flinching to avoid having the toddler assert his dominance had finally done some good.
“You haven’t explained why I’m here,” she said. “Or what you want. If it’s the team, you took the long way when you didn’t. They would have come to you.”
He flicked his fingers. “Central is bullshit. Had we eradicated all the other teams, we would still be enslaved to them. But you haven’t figured it out, Mrs. Savea? Or maybe I should call you Mrs. Savea-Delgano-Lattimore. Lattimore is your new husband’s name, right? What they announced at the wedding?”
She pressed her lips together.
“Would you not want to take you?” he asked. “Three of the world’s most dangerous men have come inside you.”
On account of their casual relationship, Adrían never came inside her without the benefit of a barrier, but she didn’t feel like having a conversation about sexual health.
“And all three fell in love. Would you not take you out of sheer curiosity?”
She motioned around. “So why the ice torture? Why the creepy room and rope around my neck?”
“Because I have never abducted a woman before. I am experimenting.”
He stalked toward her, yanking down his zipper. She swallowed but remained firm. If he thought she would beg, he could go fuck himself.
“You want to know a secret, Ayesha Savea Delgano Lattimore? Your boyfriend? He was once an enforcer for the largest cartel in South America. The same cartel that left his mother dead in the streets with her skirt over her face. Did he tell you this?”
“To an extent.” He’d left out the enforcer bit, but he’d told her the rest, and she now realized it was as close to telling her the truth as he could have come. Adrían had beat himself up, saddled himself with guilt, but he’d tried to tell her the truth.
“Finding her like that changed him,” Lavigne went on. “Hardened him.”
“That makes perfect sense. Finding your mother dead? It’ll change you for life.”
“You are not understanding. In his mind, trust did not exist. Sex was a weapon. No one could get close to him. Mrs. Savea, you are the first lover Gano has ever had.”
She froze. “What?”
