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The images of her tied to the wall in the club are branded into my memory but this… holy fuck.
Hotter than hell, and the icing on the cake?
The knife hanging from her hand.
I know we have way bigger fish to fry, but that fantasy about her and the knife consumes my lust-fogged brain.
My cock jumps.
It may be sick and twisted, but hey, whatever gets you going. I don’t throw glass or live in a stone house. Or whatever the fuck the saying is.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Her words are a breathy whisper, just one more thing to keep my dick nice and hard. “You’re supposed to be at the safehouse.”
“Yeah, well, your buddy Alek is gonna get a serious ass-kicking once we get back there. I thought you were a control freak, but that guy? There aren’t words to describe what a fucking stubborn and controlling pain in the ass he is.” I shake my head. “He played me like a damn violin and then was gonna leave me for dead in the damn desert.”
I walk toward her while Mandee stays back by the door.
Val’s eyes narrow as she focuses on Mandee. “New friend?” she snaps at me.
“She helped me get back here to you. Hit up a security guard and told him all the shit she was gonna do to me back here.” I shrug. “I couldn’t shoot the place up by myself. And if I made a scene, they’d figure out who I am.”
I point to the guy bleeding out on the floor. “What’s his story? I bet he never sawthatending coming.”
“Denis Stepanov. My almost father-in-law.” Val’s lips twist like she’s just tasted shit as she glares down at him. “He’s a disgusting, vindictive bastard.”
“You meanwas.” My eyebrows knit together, fists tight at my sides, not that there’s anyone for me to punch right now. “Did he hurt you?”
She looks up, her fake dark eyes simmering with disdain. “In the worst possible way.” Her voice is choked, like she’s pushing past a lump in her throat. “But he lost. And so will the others.”
“You mean Branko.”
“He might not be the only one. You missed a hell of a lot.” She holds up a phone. “But we don’t have time to chat over cocktails about how that man just devastated me on a whole new level. There’s an event tonight.”
“I know. The door guy said something about it.”
“Well, this string of messages on his phone told me that it’s being held here, on the lower level. A perfect place because it’s business as usual for most of the club. Plenty of distractions while deals are made underneath all the commercial kink.”
“Okay, guys.” Mandee’s impatient voice breaks into our conversation. “Sorry to interrupt your littleMission Impossiblestrategy session, but Quinn and I have some unfinished business.”
Val keeps her eyes locked on Mandee while she slowly wipes the blood off the knife with Stepanov’s jacket before making a show of holding out the clean blade.
“Really, sweetie? You think I’m just a pretty face and a hot body? I’m no stranger to cutting someone when they go a little too far. Occupational hazard.” Mandee lifts an eyebrow. “Look, I think your guy is hot. I wanted to fuck him. Now I just want his money. That’s it.”
Val’s eyes skate toward me. “And did you perform services that required payment?”
I let out a snort. “Yeah, I had her sweet-talk security into letting us back here so I could findyou.”
Val waves the knife at Stepanov. “I didn’t need saving. Clearly.”
“Yeah, yeah. Great. But it could have been worse. You might’ve been thrown into a gang bang or some shit like that. You could have been in trouble.”
“Seems like I’m always in trouble with you.” Val cocks her head to the side.
Mandee lets out a frustrated huff. “Just pay me my money. Then I can go on my merry way and you guys can go back to whatever game you’re playing. You obviously want to fuck, so you’re in the right place.” Her lips lift. “And once I get paid, I might go and find a fuck of my own.”
I chuckle and pull out my cash. I slap the crisp bills into her outstretched hand. A flicker of surprise crosses her face.
“You really saved my ass tonight. I’d give you more if I had it.”
