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“Don’t look at me with those doe eyes because I said his name! He’s been using you, you stupid girl. Whatever you feel for him isn’t real, and he doesn’t care about you either.” Maksim taps his own chest, lifting his chin in a pompous manner. “He’s been using you to get back at me.”
“Lies,” I say through gritted teeth, absolutely sure. “Charlie does care about me.”
“No, my little pet. I am not lying. He doesn’t.” Maksim falls silent for a few seconds, watching me in scrutiny, and then asks, “Did he tell you that he’s had the map of the bank vault since the day he bought you from me? That he’s been ready for the London job for almost three months now?”
I blink at him, screwing up my face, and he nods.
No... I asked Charlie about what was going on with the job and he said it’ll happen when it happens. I asked him the first night we had dinner together. He didn’t say anything about a map—didn’t even tell me he was waiting on one.
“He held off on the job for a reason,” Maksim tips his head, “and do you know why?”
Shaking from head to toe in anger, I say, “I don’t give a shit why.” I can’t even think about the reasons why. I don’t want to consider that Maksim is telling the truth. Charliedoes!care about me. He does!
“You and me,” I point at the ground between us, cuddling my breasts in one arm, “we’re done.”
“What?” Maksim’s eyes enlarge with horror.
Running on adrenaline, I stagger past him and up a few steps to grab my mobile. I switch it on with fumbling fingers, trembling impatiently as it loads up.
“What are you doing?” Maksim says from the bottom of the staircase. “Blaire!”
When my mobile screen blinks white at me, signaling it's ready, I call Charlie. I choose him. I should have chosen him all along.
His phone rings a few times, while Maksim is shouting, “What are you doing!?! Who are you calling?”
“Shut up!” I yell with all the force my body will allow, moaning against the pain in my back. “Just shut up.”
“Blaire?” Charlie says on answering.
“Yes,” I whimper his name in relief, desperate to go to him. “Come get me, please? I don’t want to be here.”
“What's going on?” I can hear he's in the car, the engine roaring with speed. “Is he still at your place?”
“Ask him,” Maksim whispers, nodding a couple of times. “Go on, my little pet. Ask him.”
“Yes,” I say to Charlie, holding Maksim’s golden gaze the entire time. “He is here. He’s-” I go quiet, and I’m not sure if my master is fucking with my mind, but I suddenly can’t focus on anything other than the need to know if Charlie really has had the map of the bank vault for all this time, so I ask. “Don’t lie. Just tell me.”
I hear the car pull over to a sharp, screeching stop.
“Blaire,” Charlie says my name with caution, “listen to me, I dunno what he's told you, but-”
My heart splits in two. Maksim is telling the truth. I know it. I can sense it in Charlie’s voice.
“Told you,” Maksim says, fueling my fire.
“Just give it to me straight!” I scream in frustration down the phone, but then I whimper in pain, my back feeling stretched out. “I’m sick of lies, Charlie.”
“Don’t trust his word,” Maksim says, coaxing me. “He will lie his way out of this. He knows you care about him. He will use that to his advantage.”
I’m scowling at Maksim, furious and heartbroken that he might be right again.
“Tell me, Charlie!” I scream, my voice breaking.
“All right, all right,” he says warily. “Just calm down and I'll tell you.” There's a moment of unsure silence, his breathing heavy down the speaker, then he confesses, “Yeah, I’ve had the map for months.”
“No...” I gasp, having to grab my stomach because it feels like there’s a sharp knife in me. I’m physically in tatters because of what Maksim did to me but inside... The emotional pain hurts a lot more. “Why didn’t you-”
“I used you to get back at that bastard, okay? And I held off on the job just in case I needed a reason to send you home early. Fuck...!” he says the one thing I never thought he would and my stomach twists in more pain. “I served four fucking years in a Russian jail because of him.”
