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CHAPTER2
Dominic
If he weren’t perpetuallyon my side, the speed at which Aiden came up with a new plot would have been terrifying.
He’d led the girl right into the little alcove at the top of the stairs. The Crude family had found a lot of use for watching over the ballroom while hiding in the shadows. Now he had invited her to do the same.
I watched as she circled the ballroom. She seemed awfully vapid for an assassin. She smiled at everyone, and she seemed a little wobbly in her stilettos. She was pretty in an everyday kind of way, with long glossy brown hair and perfect features. I preferred my girls a little rough around the edges, tattooed and dirty. I liked to know I wasn’t going to break them. She looked fragile, like I might break her in bed. Physically, or maybe mentally.
She slipped out of the party and went down to the garage. I didn’t bother to follow her. She must have found a way to stash her weapons and bring them up.
Xander was keeping an eye on her through the security cameras. So, while she was otherwise engaged, I hid myself in the alcove behind the alcove. The wall slid into place so that no one would know there was someone in here. It would be a fun surprise for her when she was ready to blow Gavin Crude’s head off.
Concealed in the dark, I watched the grainy footage on the camera feeds.
I watched her through the one way mirror.
She set up with a sniper rifle in the alcove, assembling it with impressive speed. Well, that might make me like her a little more. There was just something about watching a competent woman at work.
Then she pulled up her cell phone and pressed a few keys.
I looked curiously for Gavin’s face. I saw his face the moment all of his communications disappeared, replaced with a flirty little text.
He was in the middle of a crowd, but he was suddenly alone in the world. He had to know that the Belladonnas had come for him.
She settled the rifle stock into her shoulder and made a small adjustment to her scope.
I emerged from the mirrored hiding place behind her. She didn’t feel my presence until I was right behind her, and then she started to whirl. I wasn’t giving her a chance to get a shot off.
I caught the rifle barrel and with my other hand, slapped the drug-soaked rag over her mouth. I pinched her nose through the cloth, forcing her to draw a breath through her mouth.
But even as the drug was starting to work, she fought like a wildcat. The rifle clattered to the floor, but no one heard the noise amid the happy chaos of the ballroom far below. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in close to my body. She kept trying to fight, elbowing me hard. I grunted. Such a little thing shouldn’t be able to hit so hard. Her bones seemed light as a bird’s, her frame thin, so the power in her blows was unexpected.
I lifted her easily off the ground, the rag still held over her mouth and nose. She wriggled and fought, her ass swaying back and forth across my cock, her fingernails scratching at my arms as the drug drained the strength from her limbs. Finally, she slumped and was still.
Xander sauntered in, looking awfully relaxed.
“I didn’t expect you to get sweaty bringing her down,” he said, looking vaguely disapproving. Xander was allergic to sweat.
“A little help.” I let her fall to the ground in a lump of beautiful brown hair and golden satin. I was on a timeline, after all.
We stashed the girl in the closet, quickly binding her hands. I jabbed a syringe into her shoulder, making sure she would stay asleep with something a little more reliable than chloroform. She made a small sound of protest, even in her sleep. She raised one hand and tried to push me away. What a little fighter.
“Sleep well, little bird. I’ll see you soon.”
I closed the closet cabinet after stowing the weapon with her and picked up my own weapon. Then I returned to the railing.
Aiden twisted to look for us just as I raised my own gun.
Aiden dove between me and his father, then shouted abruptly, “Lookout!”
He pushed his father out of the way, just as I pulled the trigger.
Aiden’s level of trust was unreal. Sure, we’d grown up going to the range together. But I still wouldn’t want to trust someone to put a round through my shoulder when one slip up could mean it went through my chest instead.
Aiden fell into Gavin Crude’s arms.
Even as Gavin gripped him, I knew he would be looking for whoever had just tried to shoot him, before his son gallantly jumped in the path of the bullet.
