Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Cami takes a calming breath then nods. “Sorry, my emotions got the best of me.”
I lean across the console and place my hand at the side of her neck. Locking eyes with her, I say, “I’m doing what’s best for you, baby.”
She nods again before wrapping her arms around my neck. Near my ear, she whispers, “I want him to know he’s going to die. I want him to feel what Papa felt.”
I press a kiss to the side of her head and promise, “He’ll know. I promise.”
We pull away from each other and climb out of the SUV. As we walk to the front door, Cami asks, “When will it happen?”
“I need a couple of days to find out what his routine is,” I reply. Stepping inside the house, I add, “And to decide on the method I’ll use to eliminate him.”
Cami places her hand back on the table in the foyer, then lets out a sigh. “I’m tired.”
Walking closer to her, I take her hand and pull her to the living room. I push her down on the couch and hand her the TV remote. “Snacks?”
She gives me a grateful smile. “Please.”
Luckily we did some shopping before we went to St. Monarch’s, so we’re all stocked up on comfort food for my woman.
I grab a box of chocolate-covered pretzel sticks and a soda, then head back to the living room. I hand them to her and press a kiss to her mouth. “I’ll be in my office.”
“Okay.” Just as I pull away, she says, “You’re an incredible man, Max. I love you.”
“Love you too, baby.”
Chapter 36
Cami
For the past three days, Max has been working non-stop. At first, I left him alone so I wouldn’t get in the way, but that didn’t last long.
I’m sitting next to him in the office and watching security footage of Fabian Roux going about his daily routine as if he didn’t have my father killed.
The bastard.
I never knew I could hate another person with such a vengeance.
Fabian spends most of his time at the office. Max somehow hacked into the company’s security system, and now I’m binge-watching the asshole working.
On another monitor, Max is memorizing the layout of Fabian’s house. God only knows where he got the plans for the property.
Exhausted, he lets out a sigh, then another monitor starts flashing the word, ‘Confirmed.’
Immediately he straightens up and presses a key.
Jedrik Ruznak. Switzerland, Geneva.
46.2044° N, 6.1432° E
TARGET FOUND
There’s a camera feed showing Ruznak sitting in an SUV at a traffic light.
“You’re tracking him?” I ask.
“Yes. I like to keep an eye on the competition.”
My eyes dart between the monitor and Max’s face. “He’s a trained assassin, right? Like you?”
He shakes his head. “He’s nothing like me. He’s cocky and likes to take risks. That’s why he’s a B-level assassin. He thinks he’s good, but he’s not.”
“Why haven’t you killed him yet?” I ask out of pure curiosity.
“There’s an unspoken truce among assassins unless a contract is taken out on one. Then all bets are off.”
“Interesting,” I murmur before I grin at him. “I like knowing the best assassin belongs to me.”
“I’m all yours, baby.” Max relaxes back in his chair and turns his eyes to me. “I’m leaving early tomorrow morning.”
Surprised, I gape at him. “That soon?”
He nods, and bringing a hand to my face, he strokes my cheek. “You have to pack so I can take you to Nikolai’s island.”
I’m not happy I’ll be separated from Max, but I understand he wants to keep me safe.
“Okay,” I reply, and getting up, I walk to the door.
Before I can reach it, Max says, “I’ll be up in a minute. Get undressed and wait on the bed for me.”
A smile splits over my face, and glancing at him from over my shoulder, I smack my ass. “Don’t make me wait long, or I’ll start without you.”
The corner of his mouth lifts before he focuses on the monitors again.
I head up to our bedroom, and walking inside, I quickly pack my luggage for the trip. When I’m sure I have everything, I take off my clothes and throw them in the laundry basket before crawling onto the bed and lying on my stomach.
Hearing Max come down the hallway, I pretend to be asleep, wanting to see what he’ll do.
I listen to the rustle of his clothes as he probably takes them off, then the bed dips as he climbs on.
When his hand connects with my butt, I let out a playful shriek. His finger teases my clit, and knowing it will turn him on, I moan, “I need you inside me.”
Max moves me onto my side before lying down behind me. I feel his hardness pressing against my ass as he pulls my back flush with his chest.
Like always, I don’t get much warning before he enters me with a ruthless thrust. His hand grips my hip, and he pushes his other arm beneath my head, keeping me locked to him with a chokehold.