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“No, but?—”
I drop my hands to my sides and mock, “The world is so fucking unfair, isn’t it? My sister was dead, but now she’s not. Blah, blah, fucking blah. You’re pissed at the Dukes for lying and trying to strike a deal behind your back, but you’d have done the same thing a few months ago. Oh wait, you fucking did! Instead of moaning like a little bitch, maybe you should start appreciating how fucking lucky you are?”
“Lucky?” Her nostrils flare. “You think what happened to me is lucky?”
I’ve really pushed her buttons this time. I drink in her body with my eyes. The flimsy dress and cardigan thrown around her shoulders don’t hide her hard nipples from the chilly breeze.
“Yeah, I do,” I say. “Do you know what I’d give to see the person I loved most in the world again? You have a chance most people never get. Yeah, Daisy’s not the woman you used to know, but neither are you. You’re deadly. You’re a fucking killer.”
“And I’m supposed to suck it up and count my lucky stars?” she says, advancing towards me. “Should I just accept everything that’s happened, forget about it, and move on? It’s not that fucking easy.”
“Would you rather go to therapy and talk it out on the couch?” I goad her. “We have a job to do and a man to kill. We need Ivy Penrose, the killer. Not Ivy Penrose, the girl who Spencer left to die.”
She sees red and slaps me across the face, sending my head flying. The sting of her fingers makes my cheeks burn, and I grin, spitting on the ground at her feet when I straighten.
“Is that the best you got, princess?” I challenge.
She comes at me again, but her movements aren’t calculated because she’s not in the right frame of mind. She needs to do better if she wants to survive taking on the Killers Club. She swings, and I gracefully step out of the way.
“I’ll fucking kill you,” she threatens.
“Do it,” I say. “I’m waiting.”
She charges. I reach to grab her, but she ducks under my arm, coming up behind me and jumping onto my back like a spider monkey. She hooks her arms around my neck and applies pressure, but I lean forward and buck, throwing her off. Ivy drops and lands on the concrete, scraping her knees. She’s breathless as I grab her by her throat.
Her pretty little neck fits perfectly in my grasp, and I force her to her feet. She claws at my arms, tearing at my skin, but I don’t let go and drag her to the edge. I squeeze tighter, making her gasp for air. I wrap her hair around my fist with my other hand and yank her head back hard.
“That’s it, princess…” I whisper. “I want to hear you choke.”
She gurgles something in response that sounds vaguely like, “I hate you.”
I release my grip on her neck long enough to spin her. I push her forward onto the ledge and close the gap between us, straining in my jeans as her round arse squashes my dick.
“I know you,” I say, sweeping one finger along her shoulder. “I know you better than you know yourself. And I know what you need.”
“You don’t know me at all.”
Her breathy, high-pitched voice makes my cock twitch. She could get away, but she doesn’t resist as I undo the button on my jeans.
“I know all about your deepest, darkest desires,” I say. “If you’re not willing to step the fuck up to survive, then maybe I should push you off. Everyone would think it was a suicide.”
My fingers are still laced through her hair, and I pull the back of her dress up with my free hand to expose her.
“No panties,” I purr. “Naughty girl.”
“Cal—”
“Shh,” I command, forcing her forward and holding her down. She’s bent over the ledge, and her head dangles over the side. “Or I’ll let you fall after I fuck you.”
CHAPTER 21
IVY
My adrenaline kicks in as I stare at the pavement below. My hair dangles over the edge of the building, and I try edging away. Although I’m not scared of heights, facing imminent death can change your perspective pretty fast.
Callen spanks my arse, pushing my hips against the wall. “You’re not going anywhere, princess.”
God, I hate him. I hate him so fucking… Shit!
