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“No! No way! You’re not going back to that hellhole ever, Tia. I mean it. If it gets too bad, we’ll just go on the lam together - you, me, and Rose. It’ll be like a traveling sisterhood of diapers. We can go to Vegas, where I’ll make enough money to buy us a mansion and you can take care of the baby,” I said, with a weary smile.
And I meant it. It had taken a lot of courage for my friend to rebel against her abusive brother, and I didn’t want to be the reason she was forced to go back to him.
Tia promised to keep me updated on her safety, and I hung up, taking care to delete the call record. I was in no mood to eat dinner, so I pulled out a tub of ice cream and got into bed to drool over Henry Cavill in The Witcher. If I was lucky, he’d visit me in my dreams, I thought with a sigh.
But just as Geralt accidentally released a Djinn, someone rang my doorbell. My encounter with Arjun had made me jumpy as hell, so I pulled up my doorbell video and checked to see who it was.
I didn’t recognize the man standing at my door. He was tall and built like a fucking tank. It appeared as if Arjun had finally let the mobsters off the leash. I couldn’t see his face, but I realized that if he wanted to torture me into revealing Tia’s whereabouts, I wouldn’t stand a chance in hell against him. So I stayed under the covers hoping he’d just go away.
To my surprise, he reached for the doorknob and it turned. Fuck! I had forgotten to lock it behind me when I brought in the groceries! Had I learned nothing from the events of this morning?
I lost sight of him on the screen which meant he was in my house. I got out of bed hastily and tiptoed to the kitchen to grab a knife because I was going to defend myself or die trying. But at the sight of the knife block, I changed my mind because I was clutzy enough to accidentally stab myself in the thigh. So I grabbed a heavy saucepan and tiptoed over to the living room. The intruder’s back was to me, so I swung the pan with all my might. But the bastard ducked and it slammed into the wall behind him.
Sonofabitch! The recoil traveled up my arm with the force of a sledgehammer and I almost dropped my pan.
CHAPTER 3
MARCUS
She swung the pan at my head again, but this time I caught her by the forearm and twisted her wrist until she dropped the pan, narrowly missing my foot.
The woman was a menace! If this was how she’d greeted Monani, he probably needed protection from her instead of the other way around.
She came at my face with her free hand, her fingers clawed and ready to poke me in the eyes. I grabbed her hand just in time and held it away from my face. Taking no chances, I backed her up to her couch and body slammed her onto it, pinning her crossed hands above her head as I held her down with the weight of my body.
Tia’s friend glared at me as she tried to wriggle her legs up to knee me in the groin. But all it did was bring her crotch into close contact with my dick, which chose this very inconvenient moment to sit up and take notice of the woman I had pinned under me.
I took a deep breath and tried to recall Monani’s ugly face in an attempt to will down my erection. But all I could think of was that Celine Kramer was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her big, thickly-lashed hazel eyes shot sparks at me, and the perfect bow of her lush lips was flattened into a severe line as she struggled to push me off her body.
I had always steered clear of redheads because I wanted nothing to do with the chaos that followed them. An icy blonde or a calm brunette was more my speed. So why was I reacting so strongly to Celine? I wasn’t here to fuck her into oblivion. I was here to protect her, I reminded myself sternly.
“Much as I dig the dry humping, Ms Kramer,” I said drily. “I’m here to help you.”
She flushed brightly and stopped struggling immediately.
“You rub that dick into me one more time, and I’ll rip it off,” she spat.
“Hey, you’re the one doing all the rubbing,” I countered hotly.
“Am not!” she argued. “Get off me right now! I’ve already told that maniac that I don’t know where his sister is hiding.”
“Calm down. I don’t work for Monani. Quite the opposite,” I replied.
Her brow furrowed in confusion.
“You mean he works for you? Ohmigod! You’re the creep who wants Tia,” she yelled and resumed her struggles.
And this time, she nearly connected with my balls.
“Oww! Watch it, woman,” I snarled, and pressed down on her with my pelvis.
Her legs relaxed under me and I sank deeper into the cradle of her crotch. She stilled when she felt my hardness against her and her eyes widened in fear.
“Do you promise not to attack me if I let you go?” I asked softly, trying not to spook her. “I’m not here to hurt you, I swear. Here, take my phone. I’ve dialed 911 already. Hit the call button if that makes you feel better.”
I let go of her wrists and gave her my phone before I lifted myself off her body. She kept her finger close to the screen but didn’t hit the call button. She just watched me warily.
“My name is Marcus Donovan, and I’m here because Tia sent me to check on you,” I said, backing away carefully.
