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No matter what.
Whether I wanted to see it or not.
Whether I wanted to hear it or not.
And those were always the most dangerous kind of men.
Proving my point, he propositioned, “I’ll tell you what, the day I learn your name”—he paused for a second to stare deep into my eyes—“is the day that you’re mine.”
If things were complicated and confusing with us before, well this, this just added a whole new dynamic to our relationship.
The only thing left for me to say was the truth. “You’re playing with fire.”
Fully aware I was going to burn us both.
CHAPTER
THIRTEEN
LUKE
I had a fuckin’ death wish.
I walked through a set of wrought-iron doors that led into a mansion, where an invite-only, black-tie affair was being held at a secluded resort in the Dominican Republic. The only setback was that I didn’t have an invite even though I wore a black tie.
I wouldn’t need an invite.
At least not by my standards, and as far as I was concerned, those were the only ones that mattered.
“Good evening, sir. I need your name, driver’s license, and invitation please,” the security personnel greeted, standing front and center at the entrance. Along with an arsenal of others all dressed to the nines, covering their posts in the surrounding area.
“I don’t need an invitation,” I casually replied.
“No invite, no entrance.”
I eyed him up and down, cocking my head to the side. “I beg to fuckin’ differ.”
He narrowed his eyes at me.
“I’m Luke Jameson, and I want to meet your boss. I’m not talkin’ about the man you answer to. I want to meet the motherfucker you’re not allowed to talk about. If you don’t make it happen right now, I’ll call this little soiree in for a raid. Invitin’ some of my officer friends to come figure out how many laws are bein’ broken here tonight. Is that a good enough invitation for you?”
I wasn’t surprised in the least when he swung at me. In fact, I was expecting it. I ducked and grabbed his wrist, twisting him around so his back was against my chest. Cranking up his arm behind him like he was under arrest. My gun was to his head before he even saw it coming.
In two seconds flat, every guard had their gun out, aiming them directly at us.
“Goddamn! Now, it’s a fuckin’ party!” I excitedly roused, digging my gun deeper into his temple. “Allow me to introduce myself to the rest of you, I’m Luke Jameson, and as I was so graciously informing this son of a bitch,” I announced, “I want to meet the man in charge of all the illegal activity happenin’ here tonight. If one of you doesn’t make it happen right now, I’ll invite more guests by callin’ the detective to call in a search warrant. Turn this black-tie event into a real fuckin’ party. Understood?”
“Who the fuck do you think you are? We’re not scared of you!” the guard to the right of us gritted out.
“No?” I mocked, shoving the man in my hold away from me.
I immediately shot him in the back of the knee as I pulled out my other gun from my holster, taking down three others with single shots to their knees no sooner than they could blink. I spared their lives for now.
I redirected the aim of my guns at the shit-talking guard, standing to my right, and questioned, “How about now?”
His eyes widened, taking in the scene laid out in front of him. At that exact moment, one of the guard’s cell phones rang.
He answered, and I added, “We both know what’s gonna happen if you kill me. You’re smart enough to realize I’d cover my tracks before coming here. Anyone who matters has the knowledge of my whereabouts. Even if you hid my body, it’s still going to fall back on your boss. I’ll look like a hero who was tryin’ to take down a sex-traffickin’ ring while he spends the rest of his life rottin’ in prison.”
