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This might be wrong, but I can’t help but let my gaze wander back to the bar. A white V-neck t-shirt fits our mystery man like a second skin and does a fantastic job of highlighting all the right grooves and angles a woman loves. Or at least I do. A square jaw with a swarth of black scruff closes out the package nicely, making him look one part mysterious and one part sex god. Like he could fuck orgasms from a woman for hours and then be ready for seconds a minute after.
His eyes are hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, but I bet they are as black as his hair. My toes curl into the sand and my core tightens. I catch a hint of his aftershave in the wind and I’m not usually so weak, but my thoughts turn dirtier by the second.
Serenity holds up her piña colada. “Cheers, babe! See! Ask and the Universe shall deliver.”
I grab mine and give a nervous laugh. “Yeah. Something like that, I guess.” I can’t believe I’m actually considering going and from the hopeful twinkle in my friend’s eyes, she won’t let me back out.
Yeah, I know what will happen the second I step foot on that yacht.
Sister Martha, I hope you’re still praying for me.
CHAPTER TWO
LUCAS
“Idid as requested. We’re even. Right?”
I give a humorless, cold laugh into the phone, a sound that has dropped men to their knees but say nothing. I don’t have to. And that’s when the fun starts. I can’t help but toy with my prey before I drive the blade through their hearts.
“Mr. Bellamy.” Nervous energy crawls along the other man’s tone and that’s when I know I have him where I want him. Unsure and desperate to please me.
“Please, Mr. Bellamy. You promised that if I got the girl on your yacht my debt to the Bellamy family would be paid in full.”
“You should have thought about owing my family before you lost my property.”
“You promi?—”
“Enough,” I snarl, losing what little patience I have. “Don’t forget your place. And don’t ever remind me of my promises again, Simon. Unless you want to lose your tongue.” The million dollars Simon owes me means nothing when I have the real treasure I’m after within my grasp. My enemy's daughter. Three years of waiting, planning, moving people into place have finally paid off.
Now that I finally have her here under my roof I won’t let anything fuck this up for me.
I lean against the ship’s railing at my back, my eyes on the sweet creature. Sleek black hair is pulled high to hang down the full length of her back, exposing a graceful neck free of any jewelry. Kissable red clings to her lips but faded as if she thought better of the color and wiped it off. The small splash of color contrasting with her porcelain skin only makes me want to bite those plump, cherry temptations more. Taste her, see if her sweetness lingers on my tongue as her scent does when she passes me unknowing I’m the one her searching gaze seeks.
She makes her rounds, slowly mingling with my guests, gaining the attention of the men and women alike. How could she not? She outshines every single woman on this ship with her almond-shaped eyes, full lips, creamy skin, and easy laugh. The most alluring aspect, I don't think she notices how easily she commands a room.
All eyes gravitate to her swaying curves and graceful moves as she glides around the dance floor with a young gentleman, an up-and-coming politician I’m grooming to represent my family's interest once he’s in place. Lucky for him I can tell instantly Serenity isn’t interested. Had she been, nothing would have protected the man from my wrath.
“You fucked up.” I bring my attention back to Simon. “The friend. Get rid of her before I do. I can’t have any distractions.”
“Yes, sir.”
“And then you’re free. Step into my world again and there will be two more men I add to my body count. You and your partner. Trust me when I say, Simon, I won’t blink an eye when I pull the trigger.”
I hang up not caring about the weak mumblings ofyes sirs and weasleythank yous.
I slip my phone into my pocket and ease my way inside, stopping one of my men along the way. “Clear it out once I’m below deck.”
When Serenity first stepped onto my boat my thoughts shifted from blood revenge to something completely different. Revenge of a different kind. Maybe even more poetic.
My gaze tracks Simon through the crowd and I watch him do as instructed, leaving Serenity alone, vulnerable and ripe for the taking.
* * *
Serenity
Sequins, glittering curtains of small white lights, and fountains of champagne greet us.
But no mystery man to speak of.
