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“Sorry,” Roman says, his eyes flickering up to the rear-view mirror. Immediately, I know what’s happening.
Fuck.
“Are you sure?” I ask, the ache in my leg slowly disappearing as adrenaline pumps into my veins.
“I am now,” Roman responds. “We’re being followed.”
The pounding in my skull is paused. Reaching under my belt, I feel for my gun. But it’s not there.
“Fuck, I left my heater in my car,” I curse. There was a strict no weapons policy at the senator’s house. And while I happily broke that rule back in the bayou, I wasn’t so eager to disregard today’s suggestion, because it came from an ally. The almighty Aiden Kilpatrick. I was respectful enough to listen.
My weapons were left in the car. The same car that Ray is probably in right now.
“That’s no problem,” Roman says, as calm as ever. “I’ve got extras. Check the glove department.
Sure enough, the glove department is filled to the brim with pistols and ammo. I prepare them for battle.
“I’m ready,” I say, when both of my hands are locked and loaded.
“So am I.”
The rain is still coming down hard outside, but I can clearly see the worrying headlights in the rear-view mirror.
My hackles rise.
There are at least two cars. Two big cars. I’m sure they’ll be stuffed with men. Probably Greeks. There’s little doubt in my mind that they’re pissed, and we already know that they’re vicious.
I bet they’re not as vicious as me.
They’ll do whatever it takes to make me give up their princess.
I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her.
This is going to be a fucking blood bath.
Let’s fucking do it.
20
Sophia
I wake up face first in a book.
The scent is like heaven… but it’s a different aroma I’ find myself craving.
Immediately, my body is after something with a more… earthy fragrance. Something wrapped in muscles and scars and deep dark tattoos.
My aching thighs clench as I roll over in bed, somehow expecting Leonid to be sleeping next to me.
He isn’t, of course. The heavy weight sinking the mattress is from the pile of books I cozied up to for the night.
Fucking hell, what a magical night that was.
I was like a kid at Disneyland. Every word, every page, every chapter of every story was like a breath of fresh fairy dust injected directly into my veins.
I was transported back to a time in my life when I still had hope, when I still had dreams. When I still thought that a handsome prince might steal me away from my dark and miserable fate.
The whole experience was intoxicating. And it didn’t hurt that the soreness in my limbs gave me a whole new perspective.
