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“Is it your friend Ayesha? Did something happen between the two of you?”
All she did was shrug.
He thought back to why he’d been looking for her in the first place, why he’d needed to talk to her.
She’d confided in him that one of the reasons her marriage ended was because of her fear of being alone by way of her ex-husband’s death. What she didn’t realize was that there were ways to die that were far more common than a stray bullet or an explosive.
Her ex-husband placed himself in situations where he could see danger coming. Knowing danger existed somewhere increased the likelihood of being able to prepare for it in some form. But he’d had no idea danger had been growing inside him all this time, and according to his follow-up earlier, his danger had reached its second stage.
Time would tell whether what her friend had taught her would make a difference in their future.
Sydney demanded.
If her demands weren’t met, she ran.
Yet, if she tried to run with his kid inside her, she would quickly learn all that his money could do.
CHAPTER10
“Ayesha, I can’t do this anymore.” Adrían pushed Ayesha back against the car, her face between his hands. “I’m going to kiss you. I have to. Tell me, now, if it’s not what you want.”
As he moved closer, he spotted something over her shoulder, in the distance, tucked into a dark corner of the parking garage adjacent to their office building.
It was laughable that the asshole thought he didn’t know he was being followed. If he was lucky, Lavigne would run from the dark corner right back to Trevor to share the breaking news of him and Ayesha. If he was lucky, they would come for him.
“Adrían?”
He looked down into Ayesha’s face. Before, all he’d had was an image of a pretty woman in mourning.However, upon meeting her, she quickly became a woman who’d offered him more warmth than he’d ever known in his cold, cold life.
She stood on the highest point on her toes, and he wrapped her arms around his neck before looping his around her.
Their lips met.
Her lips parted.
His tongue sailed inside.
“Just like that,” she whispered against his mouth. “God, Adrían…just like that.”
Adrían stared at the Baltic from the house’s balcony ledge, his arm propped on his bent knee. He’d been cooped up in a villa, although large, with five other men, for close to six months. Before the year was out, somebody would die, and his money was on the waste of human organs staring at the side of his face.
“I’ve known your secret since our Maui reconnaissance on the Savea widow.” Lavigne blew a puff of smoke into the air. “I followed you. I saw you kiss her.”
“I knew you were following me,” he spat. “And I don’t care that you saw me kiss her.”
“I watched you fuck her.”
“Good. Maybe you learned something.”
Lavigne grunted and took a pull on the cigarette. After a long pause, he asked, “What is it about her pussy that tames men this way?”
Adrían mentally checked to verify he had at least one firearm on his body. Even if he didn’t, he had knives.
And hands.
“It is a serious question.” Lavigne took another pull. “Maybe I’m curious.”
“You’ve never spent time with her,” Adrían said. “That’s why you’re curious. Trust me. If you did, you’d have your answer.”
