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What the fuck is his agenda?
Am I in the middle of some weird and deep game?
I could ask.
“It’s the only one I have,” I say. If I ask, I show my hand. So… I don’t. “What’s up with the hot babe?”
“Which one?”
“The one you’ve fucked. The older one,” I say.
“An ex, a good friend. Do you want her number?”
“No. I’d love to know what this fight is with Jac, though.”
He bites each fingertip. “He wants me dead.”
“Your father killed his sister.”
He flinches. It’s so subtle that if I wasn’t in tune with him, I wouldn’t have noticed it. But I leave it be. For now.
“And,” Hendrick says, releasing my hand to push up from the bed, “he killed my father.”
“You killed his.”
“That’s what they say.”
I follow him up as he goes into the ensuite and turns on the rain shower. Then he turns against the glass outer wall of the shower as it starts to steam inside and folds his arms. “I don’t like being a pawn.”
He smiles and it’s not friendly, it’s not cruel. It’s…tired. “And here I thought you’d only met him a couple of times.”
Shit. I slipped up.
Before I can say a word, he holds up a hand. “Save it. Jac very definitely wants me dead. He wants everything that’s mine, he wants to destroy me, and I hate him, too. Sometimes I want him dead, but if it came down to it, I honestly don’t know.”
“What do you mean?” I ask.
“I mean,” he says softly, “there are things he doesn’t know, things that are mine. And I fucking hate it all. There’s not a lot of joy. Hasn’t been in ten years. Except for you. There’s a joy in you.”
I just stare at him. I’m lost. I don’t even know where to start. Is he trying to unarm me by hinting at something sad in his past? We all have sad things. My mom sold herself to feed me and then her drug habit. He’s a billionaire. I’m not. But I don’t let my poor, hellish past tie me down.
And he…he isn’t the type, either.
Yet, whatever he’s not saying isn’t a game, I don’t think.
“Hendrick—”
“Here’s what I think. Jac hired the renowned Invisible Cat aka MG Rossi to steal something he believes is his, something he thinks I have.”
I make myself say it. “And what’s that?”
“The infamous Heart of Dark Desires.”
“Doyou have it?”
He grabs me and pins me to the wall of the shower that’s growing warm from the water beyond. “Now where’s the fucking fun in that, Cat?”
Hendrick bites and sucks my throat, and I moan. I’ve come more and harder than I thought possible, and he’s somehow turning me on again.
