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“No.”

“Then how do you know she’s there?”

“Got a look through the rear window,” he says. “There’s at least thirty men in there. It’d probably be okay, but you know what druggies are like. They’re too cracked out of their heads to know they should be afraid of the Marinos. I’d feel better with more men, not that I’m scared, obviously.”

I smirk. “Obviously. Drop me a pin. I’ll be there soon.”

“Good. I’ve got some more men coming, too. Should be an easy job.”

“Better safe than sorry.”

When I hang up, I see Scarlet pulling on her pants. I give her a look, and she says, “I’m coming with you.”

“No, you’re not,” I growl. “I’m not risking you getting hurt.”

She stands up and marches right up to me. “I’m coming!”

I move in front of the door, staring down at her. She looks so sassy and strong. “You’re staying here. We can waste time arguing about it, or you can sit your ass down.”

She takes another step forward and puts her hand on my chest. “Dad’s g-gone, and now you won’t even let mehelp.”

“You canhelpby staying here,” I snarl. “You’ve never done this kind of work before. You won’t be able to do anything.”

My dick isstillhard, especially when she bites her lip. She looks so damn captivating. If she somehow, in a warped world, wanted to carry on now, I’d leap on her. My instincts wouldn’t let me do anything else. I’d pound her soaked hole until I had nothing left to give.

“Sit down,” I tell her firmly.

She takes a step back and lowers her gaze. “So I’m your prisoner now, am I?”

“Call yourself whatever you want,” I say, “but I’m not putting you in danger. That’s the whole reason you’re here, so I can keep you safe.”

She drops onto the bed and glares up at me. “Fine, but please, just bring her back.”

“I will,” I tell her, and I mean it.

CHAPTER17

Scarlet

I lie in bed, my phone clasped tightly in my hands. I’m texting my friend, Charlotte, but I haven’t told her anything about what’s happening. I’m talking to her about her college course and nothing else. I wouldn’t even know how to start explaining any of this.

Dad dead, Mom missing, my world spinning over and over and over.

I was almost relieved when the cell phone rang, interrupting our steaminess. The orgasm was like nothing I’ve ever experienced, sointimate. His tongue was so hot. I was right. It helped me forget, but once the orgasm began to come to an end, I had to think about the next bit—going all the way. He still doesn’t knowjusthow inexperienced I am.

Changing text conversations, I send Elio a message.Any updates?

We’re surrounding the location now,he replies.Your mother seems to be on some sort of opium. She looks really out of it. There are a few men in there who seem to be on meth, properly amped up. We’re going to approach this slowly and cautiously, but I promise I’ll get her out of here.

Thank you,I reply,for everything.

Don’t thank me yet, angel,he texts.Thank me when she’s home.

Are you going to bring her here?I ask.Or are we going back to the apartment?

There’s no way in hell I’ll let you go to the apartment when the loan shark is still out there,he texts.I’ll bring her to Dad’s apartment.

Won’t your mom get suspicious? It’s one thing having a live-in singer, but her mom too?

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