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“Can you get me a new phone?”

“Boss?”

“Wren lost hers in the fire. Can you get a replacement and everything else we need to go with it?”

“Yes, boss.”

Hanging up, I placed my phone on the desk and opened up my laptop, clicking into the scheduling for the upcoming month. I made a start on it last night, but I still needed to put a little more thought into it. About an hour had gone by when there was a knock on my door.

“Enter.”

Keeping my eyes on my work, I didn’t acknowledge who was standing there until they cleared their throat. Looking up, I bit back the snarl.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Syndy?” And how the fuck had she gotten past Dagger. Fuck, I sent him out for the phone. “Well?”

“How’s your girlfriend?” she sneered. “It’s a pity about that fire.”

I narrowed my eyes at her. “What do you know about her?”

Syn walked further into the office, her short dress riding up with the movement. She made no attempt to smooth it down, leaving me with an eyeful of her snatch. Hopping up, she perched on the edge of my desk beside me, and I shoved my seat back to keep both eyes on her. She slid her foot onto my chair, the toe of her heel touching my dick.

“I know that you’ve fucked her. I just don’t understand what she has that I don’t.”

“A lot of things, Syn. A fucking clue for one.”

Rage bubbled from her. “I love you, Bane. Why can’t you see that? We’re perfect for one another.”

“How do you figure?”

Sliding off the edge of the desk, she dropped to her knees between my legs. “We’re good together, daddy.”

“You know what you’re good for? Sucking dick.”

“Is that what you want, daddy? You want me to suck your dick?”

Thankfully, my dick didn’t stir. That was because only Wren would satisfy me now. She ran her hands up my thighs, inching her hands closer to my crotch. I watched her through narrowed eyes. “How do you know about Wren?”

She smiled. “I know a lot about your little girlfriend, actually. I know she lived in a shitty little apartment. I know she wears plain cotton underwear. Seriously, Bane, how can you fuck a woman who enjoys wearing plain cotton underwear?”

“It’s what’s inside that underwear that counts,” I replied, my shoulders tightening as she brushed her hands against my cock. Syn seemed to know an awful lot about my Little Bird, and I planned on getting all that information out of her.

“I also know that she was supposed to die in that fire. If it weren’t for Andy swooping in like a fucking hero, she’d be dead, and we’d be together.”

Anger surged through me, stinging all my nerve endings and making the blood pound in my ears. I grabbed her arm as I stood, the chair rolling back and slamming into the wall. Hauling her backward, I pressed her against the desk, bending her back and grabbing her other arm so I could hold her in place.

“What did you do, you little cunt?”

Syn’s eyes widened, so I could see the whites all the way around. “Bane, daddy, what are you doing?”

“You tried to kill Wren.”

“I tried to save you from a life of boring sex with her.”

I blinked at Syn’s words.

Was she seriously so delusional she thought I would want her?

Reaching into my desk drawer, I pulled out my Glock and pointed it at her temple. Syn squeaked at the pressure. Isowanted to pull the trigger.

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