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Concern laced his tone, making those hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention again. “Oh?”
“Interpol knows you’re in Paris.”
“Fucking hell. How?”
“They’ve got eyes on Giorgio. And I think they may actually have someone in his organization. Dunno who just yet, but I’m working on it.”
For a brief second, my mind flashed to the night before. Adele distracting Giorgio’s man long enough for me to escape. Adele, cool as a fucking cucumber leading the way out the side door and sneaking us out into the night.
It couldn’t be. Could it?
But just as quickly as the thought came, I dismissed it. There was no doubt that there was more to her than I’d originally thought, but there was no way she was an undercover agent. I’d know if I was being played.
Still, it didn’t sit right with me that Giorgio and I both had a target on our backs now. The sooner I could take care of him and get myself and Adele out of France, the better.
Adele
By the time Cole finished with whatever secret conversation he was having with Mikey, I was already finished in the tub, and I’d stretched out on the bed, scrolling through the news on my phone. I’d considered lurking outside his office, but my bottom was still aching enough to dissuade me from tempting fate. The skin felt stiff and leathery, and each step I took came with a little flash of discomfort to remind me of how thoroughly I’d been punished the night before.
It was absolutely lovely.
“There you are. Did you enjoy your bath, sweetheart?”
Rolling onto my side, I smiled and lifted my chin for a kiss. It wasn’t until he’d delivered and my head was swimming with the wanting of him, that I realized I’d done so completely without thought. There had been no artifice in the move, just an instinctual desire to have his lips on mine.
It would have been unnerving if I hadn’t made up my mind that I would be going with him when this was all said and done. If I could convince him to forgive my deceit, that was. My bottom clenched at the thought of the punishment he would devise for having lied to him about something so monumental for so long.
But we could cross that bridge when we counted our chickens, or however the Americans said we would deal with things later.
Setting aside those worries for future Adele, I focused on the present. “I did not enjoy it as much without you.”
“My poor, neglected babygirl. Did Daddy not give you enough attention last night?”
Alarms bells rang in my mind at the overly-sweet tone. “I did not say that.”
“I think you did. Apparently two orgasms in the span of an hour weren’t enough for you.” Pushing me onto my back, he placed his hands on my knees and shoved them apart. “Let’s see if I can do better this morning.”
“You promised me breakfast,” I reminded him as he pressed a trail of hot, wet kisses up the inside of my thighs.
“Looks like I have my very own buffet right here, sweetheart.”
“Yes, but—oh!” My protest was lost on a gasp of pleasure and soon I forgot exactly why I’d been arguing with him in the first place.
He outdid our previous night’s count by more than double, leaving me boneless and satiated on the bed while he showered. Something vibrated against my side, and it took several persistent rounds of buzzing for me to recognize it as my phone.
A blocked number. Pierce? Struggling to pull my fractured mind into focus, I hit the button to answer the call. “Hello?”
“It’s happening tonight.”
“What is happening?”
“Giorgio,” Pierce snapped. “You know, the whole goddamned reason you’ve been undercover the last three years?”
Suddenly fully alert, I sat up, my robe falling, forgotten, to my waist. “Tonight? It’s… I did not realize we were ready.”
“Yeah, well, your little boy toy bumped the timeline up on us. We have no idea if his men saw your little disappearing act with him last night, so we have to consider you compromised. And rumor has it if we don’t take him down tonight, he’s planning to leave France and then this whole operation was for nothing.”
“All right. I will be there.”
