Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 532(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 532(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
I like the spice she has in her. When I was watching that man talk to her at the bar, I could see her demeanor change completely. It was like she went from being a seductress to a lethal killer. I haven’t seen anything like it in a woman in a very long time. Anya Ivanov, the twins’ adoptive mother, is the only woman I have ever seen switch so quickly and completely, but then again, we always knew she was a little crazy. And although the twins aren’t biologically hers, they definitely take after her.
Her face is illuminated as she looks down at her screen, and then my phone lights up with another text.
Stalker: I would love one since I’ve left you so many. By the way, which man is this? Sorry. Kiss emoji
After I read her message, I look back up, but she’s already closing her curtains, and then the lights switch off.
Although she’s being a smartass, I contemplate leaving her a “love note” to return the favor of the dead rat.
A love note. Can’t say I’ve ever written one of those before, but if her love notes are anything to go by, I’m sure I’ve got this in the bag. I sit parked outside her apartment for another thirty minutes, contemplating welcoming myself into her apartment.
Then again, this cat-and-mouse game isn’t so fun if I trap her so easily in her own home. I can come back anytime.
I decide to drive to my mansion. It’s only a thirty-minute drive from the city, and it gives me time to consider my next hand to play, as well as my father’s words.
When I arrive home, I undo my tie as I approach the entrance. One of my guards stands at attention, and I throw him the keys to my car. My home is quiet at this time, and it’s nice to see neither of the twins has crashed here for the night. Sometimes Hawke likes to crash at my house simply because he thinks the gaming is better in my cinema room. It’s just an excuse for him being bored and constantly needing to be around people.
Unless we’re conducting business, I usually let them have the weekends off, much to my father’s dismay at me not having constant security.
I begin to undo my top buttons as I walk to my bedroom and open the door. The moment I enter the room, something feels off. Someone has been in here. I slowly grab the gun from my pants, and when I switch on the light, I find it empty.
An ominous object catches my attention. A knife has been punctured into the middle of my bed, pinning a scrunched-up note to the mattress.
Anger floods me at her ability to sneak into my space once again, yet my dick twitches at her cockiness.
When I open the note, the first thing I notice is the red kiss mark. Those fuckable little lips acting as a calling card.
This was most likely what she got up to tonight after fleeing my club.
I liked your watch collection. Hope you don’t mind that I borrowed one or twelve.
I crack my neck as I head into my closet and contemplate her last text message.
I would love one since I’ve left you so many.
Everything looks just as I left it a few days ago until I open a drawer and notice my entire watch collection is gone. I don’t like sharing things, let alone someone disrupting the orderly way I place them. But I’m equally impressed. Either way, I’m going to have to install those fucking cameras because of her.
I walk into my private bathroom and pull my shirt over my head. When I’ve removed it completely, something catches my eye. I approach the marble counter, where my aftershave, comb, and toothbrush are. My left eye twitches as I adjust the aftershave into the right position. Did she go through my bathroom?
I scan the room, checking if anything else has been moved, and that’s when my attention is drawn to the corner behind the toilet.
She’s not even trying to hide the fact that she placed a camera there, and so I smirk with a brilliant idea. If this is the game she wants to play, then we can play it. I free my cock and begin to fist it while facing the camera, thinking of how tight her little pussy was wrapped around my fingers tonight.
I don’t know if she’s watching this now or if she will when she wakes, but I’ll make sure she doesn’t forget me, especially when I’ve made my mind up that I’ll bury this cock in her one way or another. However, when I kill her is still undecided.
CHAPTER 14
Jewel
Idon’t work today, so I decide to read up on the extra files Rory sent me on any public business announcements or obvious relationships Eli Monti has. I’ve become obsessed, primarily due to the fact that my life literally depends on it.