Page 159 of Ruthless Hunter


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He scowled, licked his lips, the water beading on the flesh. “Then I’ll do whatever I need to do to keep you safe.”

I stood there, knowing he would, without a doubt. I was his family. Just me, no one else. Not since his mom died. I let him wash me, let him take comfort in this small act. Then I took care of him. By the time we were done, it was almost ready to leave.

I slipped on gray slacks and a white collar shirt. Fin glanced my way, his gaze grazing down my pants. He knew why I wore them. Because the feel of that asshole’s hands on my body made me want to vomit.

That was why Fin tried to be there as much as he could. Especially after the first time he’d slid his hands along my bare thigh and brushed my panties. No doubt it was under Dominic’s instruction. The man was a pig.

“Ready?” Fin adjusted the black belt against midnight blue trousers. His black collared shirt gaped at his hard chest as he moved.

Christ, he was gorgeous. Strong. Dangerous…and hungry.He lifted his gaze to mine, and I was hit by just how strong and determined he was…and how, for some crazy reason, he was in love with me.

Thank God for that, because without his desire…without his love, my life would be over. I licked my lips, watching his body as he strode toward me, holding out his hand.

“Anna, everything okay?”

I smiled, heat rushing to my cheeks as my pulse raced. “Yeah.” I looked away, heady with the rush of him all over again, and took his hand.

It didn’t matter how many times I had him. I wanted him more. More of his body, more of his soul. I was thoroughly addicted to Finley, maybe even more now than I had been on that island.

The thought of that terrified me.

I let him lead me back through the house, grabbing my purse and jacket as I went. The same sedan slowly drove past as we headed out of the gate in Fin’s car. I glanced at the driver as we passed. But he never even glanced my way.Protecting their investment, my ass.They were watching us.

Day and night.

There was no escape.

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Finley

I pulled up outside the facility and killed the engine, that tension building inside me like a damn hurricane. I hated her being here. Hated the way my father exerted his control over her. But that was the game, wasn’t it? See how far he could push me…before I snapped.

I shoved open the door and rounded the front of the car, opening Anna’s door for her. She rose, touching my hand as she went. My pulse ignited with the contact, instantly racing to my fucking cock.

She smiled, the tiny smirk growing as I sucked in a hard breath and shoved the door closed behind her. My phone gave abeep.I grabbed it from my pocket, looking at the message.

Dad: Meeting in my office…when you’re finished.

I winced, then turned, following her up the wide brick stairs to the double-glazed door. She pressed her card against the scanner, and the door unlocked. A wand search by the security guard and we were making our way down to the secure bank of offices and to her damn prison.

The asshole was standing there, waiting for her. He smiled when he saw her coming, then glanced at me. That smirk trembled, fading in an instant.

“Ms. Shaw,” he muttered as she stepped close, eyeing the open door to her office.

She said nothing, just let my hand go and made her way inside. I lingered near the doorway and clenched my jaw, fighting back the black, murderous rage as he put his hands on her.

“Arms, Ms. Shaw,” he demanded, his hands running down her waist.

Mine…

The word rose. I clenched my jaw as he focused on sliding down my wife’s body.But she wasn’t my wife, was she?I winced. That savage need to tear this guy’s face off screamed inside me.

“All done. You’re clear,” he murmured, looking my way as he rose.

He stepped around the desk like he always did. “Finley.” He nodded at me as he passed.

I lunged, grabbing the asshole, and shoved him against the doorframe. “Mr. Salvatore to you.”

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