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I get up and walk closer to the TV screen until I’m eye-to-eye with her.
She’s really fucking beautiful.
Skylar gets up and walks to her bed. She’s only wearing an oversized T-shirt, and when she crawls onto the mattress, andsits down with her legs folded in front of her, I have a direct view of her black panties and smooth inner thighs.
For a moment, my body betrays me, and I begin to harden.
She pulls her laptop in front of her, and knowing she’ll be busy on it for at least the next hour, I finish the whiskey before setting the tumbler down on the coffee table.
Heading upstairs to my bedroom, I grab a pair of sweatpants from the walk-in closet before going to the bathroom.
I switch on the faucets in the shower, and while the water warms up, I strip out of my suit.
I place my gun on the counter, my thoughts circling Skylar like a vulture getting ready to swoop in for the kill.
Fuck, I’m growing impatient and have to decide what I’m going to do.
Watching Skylar Davies live her perfect life with Giulio’s kidney in her body is torture.
Stepping beneath the warm spray, I begin to wash my body while one thought after another rushes through my mind.
I could go to the mansion and give them a quick death after getting all the information from Harlan.
Or I could have them taken to the warehouse, where I can slowly torture them.
Or…
I can take Skylar’s precious freedom. Holding her captive would be the worst kind of torture for both of them. Harlan clearly loves his daughter more than life itself, and being separated from her would drive him insane.
Switching off the faucets, I step out of the shower and grab a towel. As the soft fabric wipes the drops from my body, the corner of my mouth lifts.
I like the idea of Harlan losing his fucking mind. I’ll have his precious daughter, and there would be nothing he can do to save her.
Slipping on the sweatpants, I grab my gun from the counter and walk out of the bathroom. When I head down the stairs, the smell of microwaved popcorn hits me, and then I see Dario sitting on my couch while watching the camera feed like it’s some goddamn movie.
When he sees me, he pops a kernel of popcorn into his mouth and says, “I got hungry from watching the woman cook. It looks like she has some serious skills.”
Grabbing the remote from the couch, I glance at the TV screen and see Skylar busy making a dish that could easily be served in the best restaurants.
I press the button on the remote, and the screen goes black.
“The whole place smells of fucking popcorn,” I mutter.
“Want some?” Dario asks with a smirk.
“No.” I walk to the kitchen, and opening the bag of takeout I ordered earlier, I pull the burger and fries out and put it on a plate before warming it for a minute in the microwave.
“You need to eat healthier,” Dario complains as he opens the fridge to help himself to a can of soda. His eyes sweep over the contents of the fridge. “You’re going to die of a heart attack.”
“Considering all the ways I could die, I’ll take it,” I mutter to aggravate him.
He shoots me a scowl. “I can send Esmerelda over twice a week to cook for you.”
“Hell no. Keep your housekeeper to yourself.”
I remove the plate from the microwave and take a huge bite of the burger.
Dario looks at the junk food with disgust.
