Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
“You said we were going to die.”
“When I saw Joss, Bono, and the rest of your team in that helicopter, I saw Godfrey strike a match. I saw the flames leap into the air. I knew the aircraft was going to burn, and you were going to be cooked alive. Had Bono not seen through my plan to steal your chip, Godfrey would’ve had access to your escape plan, to your technology, and everything else. It would’ve happened this way if Bono hadn’t provided false information with the intention of setting a trap.”
“The location of our aircraft was on the chip you stole for Godfrey. It didn’t take his technician long to break into our helicopter and tamper with the controls. He installed gas pockets in the vent system and attached explosives to the blades that would be detonated when the start button was pushed. Of course, our hidden camera filmed everything. We had time to remove the gas and fix the door locking system before Godfrey deliberately set off our perimeter alarm and breached our security to ensure our escape plan would be set into action.”
After digesting the information, she said, “Doumar would never let us go, and Godfrey wasn’t going to kill Doumar. He needed him to run the underground sex operation. It was the perfect place for Godfrey to launder the money that paid for his bigger operation. I decided the only way to change your fate, free myself for good, and save my son, was to lead Godfrey into a trap, much like the one he’d set for you.
“Shooting Godfrey was too risky. Doumar would’ve taken me out before I had time to turn the gun on him, and he would’ve executed Godfrey’s plan to kill you. His jealousy was big enough to make him hate Bono that fiercely. If I’d shot Doumar, Godfrey would’ve killed you, and taken off where Doumar had ended by using Niels to manipulate me. With the explosives, I could take them both out at the same time and be free from the hell I was living in. I left a note for Bono, asking him to find Niels and give him to a good family who’d take care of him. I knew Bono wouldn’t fail me. I trusted him enough. I also knew he’d figure out a way of getting the aircraft doors open if I won him enough time. He’s clever that way.”
“Indeed. Well, we had it under control. The plan was to fake our defeat and take Godfrey by surprise. I didn’t expect you to show up wearing a suicide jacket.”
“I’m sorry if I ruined your chance of catching Godfrey.”
He gave her a confident smile. “I believe that everything always happens for a reason.”
The door was flung open, making them both turn their heads in that direction. Bono stood in the doorframe, sweat dripping from his naked torso and an exercise towel draped around his neck. His tracksuit pants sat low on his hips, exposing the hard-cut V of his groin. Sky tore her gaze away from the enticing sight and caught his thunderous expression. Bono was not a happy man.
“What the hell are you thinking, Cain,” he said in a low voice, “offering her a position on the team?”
Cain inclined his head. “I’ll let you two iron out your domestic issues.”
With a smile in her direction, he got to his feet and left the room.
“Is it true?” Bono asked, walking to the table and stopping next to her chair.
“Cain only asked a moment ago. Did you eavesdrop?”
He clutched the ends of the towel. “I saw Sean at the gym. He said Cain may be popping the big question.”
“Yes, he did.”
“No, Sky. I won’t let you risk your life that way.”
She pushed back her chair and got to her feet. “This is not your decision to make. I’ll never tell you what you can and can’t do.”
“It’s my job to protect you.”
“Then it’s a good thing we’ll be working on the same team.”
“Damn, woman. This’ll kill me. I can’t—”
She went on tiptoes and, cupping his face between her palms, kissed him. “Shh. We can do anything together. I wasn’t made for a glass cage or a cushy office job.”
Some of his resolve already evaporated. She saw it in the way his tense muscles relaxed. “You’re dangerous.”
“I never said I wasn’t.”
“What if, one day, I can’t save your ass?”
“Then I’ll save yours.”
The atmosphere changed. Just like that, sexual energy sizzled between them. His gaze darkened with lustful intent. “I always knew that cute ass of yours was going to land you in trouble.”
“Yes?” She kissed the hollow of his neck and trailed a path with her tongue down his chest to his navel. “What kind of trouble, exactly?”
Air wheezed through his teeth.
She kissed his hard-on through the fabric of his pants. “The kind of trouble my mouth is going to get into?”