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“I’m sure. Get her out of here.”
The way he says that causes me to look over at my father with curiosity. I want to ask why. I want to tell him to stop sending me away with this creep.
My mouth opens, the questions sitting right at the tip of my tongue when Signio grabs my hand and tugs me closer. “Right away.”
“Good. I’ll call you later.” Dad turns and walks away without another word, the group with him following close behind. No goodnight. No “be safe.” Not a damn thing. They exit the room while those in attendance continue to drink, eat, and dance.
“You heard him.”
“Get your hand off me.” I need to find Alejandro. Ask my mother what’s going on.
I’m scanning the room but find no trace of either. This night is making no sense.
“Solimar…baby, why don’t you let me take you back to—”
“Outside to the terrace. You have two minutes.”
“Look, just tell him you missed us. I’ll triple your pay and…” He trails off at the sight of Geronimo’s gun tucked at his hip. Just the butt of it makes him shake beside me.
“A minute and a half left.”
“Okay.” He doesn’t want to be reminded again of the dwindling clock. Without stopping, he walks me outside by the hand and then closes the door behind us when we enter the terrace. It’s dark, the only source of lighting coming from the moon, and yet, I still see him the second my eyes adjust.
Standing in the middle of the terracotta-paved patio is Alejandro Lucas in a tuxedo, and my knees feel weak.
His eyes are hard and his body tense, but he’s more beautiful than anyone has the right to be.
His mouth set in a thin line, and the way his jaw ticks makes my heart thump harshly inside my chest.
He’s angry. Looks like the devil incarnate.
I’ve become a hussy for this man.
“I warned you.”
16
AT THE SIGHT of me, he releases my little flower’s hand and takes three steps back. It’s still not far enough. Nothing short of buried six feet under will ever appease me.
“Alejandro, I can—”
“Quiet,” I hiss out, fighting to control my temper because Solimar doesn’t need to see that. She’ll never witness my wrath. The devil that resides within me. “I warned you, Cortez. Warned you, and yet you decided to not listen. This is on you.”
“He made me do it. They’re planning to—”
“I know every fucking step he takes.” My eyes shift to Solimar, and I shake my head at her. Her eyebrows pucker at the center. I know she’s confused, but now is not the time for this conversation. The sound of guns being cocked surround us and while Signio looks around nervously—I mouth later, and she nods. “Here or traveling, it doesn’t matter. Even now, as he sits inside his office surrounded by men that want my head on a platter, I stand without fear. Remember that, güevon, I have eyes and ears everywhere.”
Signio’s mouth opens, but before he can utter a single word, I snap my fingers twice.
My guards step out from under the shadows, all ten that accompany me tonight, while Geronimo walks behind the idiot. One strike with the butt of my guard’s Glock to the back his skull and the idiot goes limp, his unresponsive body a heap on the ground. As Geronimo steps back, another soldier steps forward and grabs Signio, tossing him over his shoulder before all traces of the would-be fiancé disappear.
Then, it’s just me and her.
“You ready, Preciosa?”
“Ready for what?”
“I’m whisking you away for the weekend, Solimar.” Her lips quirk up into a salacious smile while those warm grey eyes admire my attire. Something that I find myself doing to her. Her satin, floor-length black dress is modest in the front yet provocative with a backless design that exposes a large expanse of tempting skin. Then, there are the sexy and strappy heels in the same color as her garment that make her perfect ass perkier. The long, soft curls draped over her right shoulder tempt me to wrap them around my wrist and take possession of her body.
