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He shuffles in beside me before pulling me onto his lap. I let my bag fall on the seat across from me as I let him have his fill of me.
His hands skim all over my body, and I moan in response not wanting him to stop long enough to question anything.
The drive is nothing short of uncomfortable, and after about ten minutes, Antonio drives us into the parking lot.
I nuzzle Luca’s neck, nipping and biting.
His arm tightens around me. “Antonio, pick me up tomorrow at eight.”
I can see Antonio eye me from the mirror, “Yes, boss.”
“Good.”
Luca signs his death sentence by taking my hand and pulling me out of the car and into the night.
CHAPTER THREE
Rachel
I stroll around the executive suite, my eyes carefully avoiding the watchful gaze of the camera perched discreetly in the corner.
Luca begins the process of shedding his expensive suit and jacket, followed by his cufflinks. I play the role of a shy and demure woman, allowing my gaze to fall to the plush white carpet, feigning a lack of interest in the world outside. I almost feel bad for the person who is going to have to clean up tomorrow.
While Luca stands there, running a hand through his perfectly tousled hair, I casually move closer to one of the exquisite paintings adorning the walls.
“Beautiful, huh?” Luca’s voice rouses me from my observation.
I lift my head, making sure not to meet the camera’s lens, and offer a delicate nod. “Absolutely.”
He motions me closer with a predatory gleam in his eyes. “Come here.”
I oblige, approaching him with the grace. I place a kiss on his cheek, my lips grazing his perfectly chiseled jawline.
“Let me freshen up in the bathroom, and then I’m all yours.”
He pulls me closer, his lips meeting mine in a possessive kiss. “Okay Marcia,” he murmurs.
With a seductive smile, I grab my handbag and make my way to the luxurious bathroom. It’s all marble and gold accents, with a crystal chandelier overhead casting a warm, soft glow. The spacious room is decked out in shades of ivory, and the mirror framed with intricate golden designs reflects an image of grandeur.
My reflection in the mirror shows me bruised lips and a hickey Luca gave me in the car.
I take a moment to gather my thoughts, realizing I only have three people remaining on my list, including Luca.
I have done this before.
But it never gets easier.
I close my eyes for a moment, steadying my nerves, and silently recite a mantra. Focus, Rachel. It’s for the greater good.
He will never see me coming.
My fingers brush the cold metal of the revolver concealed within my bag.
With newfound determination, I unzip my bag and retrieve the sleek, black revolver. It’s a compact, semi-automatic pistol, with a matte finish that barely reflects any light. I set it down on the marble countertop and proceed to attach the silencer with a practiced ease. The silencer screws onto the barrel, muffling the sharp retort of gunshots into a barely audible pop.
“Marcia, this cock isn’t going to suck itself,” Luca’s voice comes from the other side of the door.
I glance around the pristine bathroom, my heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and dread.
