Page 97 of Idaho

My PI had dug up everything on the man that he could find, including a photo, which we'd already shown to the Berserker's crew as well as our own.

"What's his job?" Smoke asked, pointing at me.

"Find Eva, get her out of here, without getting caught," Lock said. "The rest of us are going to ride this party out until it's done, then we'll head home."

"Sounds good, Boss," Toxic said. He looked over at me. "Make sure you succeed. She shouldn't be with these fucking people. She belongs with us."

"That's the damn plan. I appreciate all of you helping me with this." Just like with Eva, these men, and their women, had burrowed their way past my defenses. A few weeks together and it already felt as though we were family. I was one of them.

"Anytime, Idaho," Static said with a grin. "Now let's go kick some ass."

We all headed downstairs and split up to take our positions. I took the stairs two at a time, heading down to the second floor where Eva was supposedly going to be. I found Thomas standing outside the women's bathroom, guarding it.

"She's inside," he told me. He looked around, then nodded. "I'll head back downstairs now."

"Thanks, Thomas," I told him. "For everything."

"Just keep her safe," he replied. "And make her happy."

I grinned as he walked away, wondering if Eva knew how much respect and love she inspired in others. She had so many of my brothers, and Thomas, wrapped around her damn finger, it was a wonder she wasn't the one in control of the Desmet family. That just spoke to her father's stubbornness.

Shoving open the door of the bathroom, my steps faltered as I took in the scene before me. Eva's ass was waving at me as she tried to wriggle out the window. It was high up, which had forced her to use an upturned trash can to reach it. Her feet were bare, her shoes abandoned on the floor next to the trash can. And that dress was so tight, I could see the entire curve of her delectable ass.

I walked forward slowly, then reached out and smacked it. She let out a squeal and fell from the window. She would have landed on her back on the top of the trash can if I hadn't caught her. I kicked the can out of the way, holding her close to my chest. The metal container tipped over and fell onto the floor with a thud. "Going somewhere, Duchess?"

The shocked look on her face was worth every minute spent planning her father's demise. "Idaho."

"Miss me?"

Her eyes filled with tears and I felt like an asshole for teasing her. "I'm so sorry," she cried. "I didn't want to leave you." She threw her arms around my neck, burying her face in my shoulder. "I missed you so much."

My arms tightened around her as I held her close. "I missed you too, Duchess. But we don't have time for this right now."

She pulled back and wiped at the tears on her cheeks. "What are you doing here?" she asked, finally realizing where we were and why it was dangerous. If her father caught us all hell was going to break loose.

"That's a long story," I told her. "We should get out of here." I let her down gently when she wiggled in my arms. Going to the door, I poked my head out. The hallway was clear for now, but it wouldn't stay that way. For reasons no man knew, women seemed to congregate in restrooms. It wouldn't be long before they were trying to come inside.

"Not yet."

I looked over my shoulder at her. "What?"

She folded her arms under her tits, pushing them up until they were about ready to pop out of her dress. My eyes fell there and lingered while she spoke. "I need you to tell me the truth."

"Okay," I hedged, meeting her gaze once more.

"Did you only help me to gain favor with my father?"

I couldn't help it. The scornful laugh rolled out of me before I stopped it. "Duchess. I didn't even know who the fuck your father was until you told me your name." I held up one finger, then another as I made a second point. "I have zero need of any favors from your father." I ticked off another point on a third finger. "And I just spent the last two weeks beginning a plan that will systematically destroy your father, and his nation, in a matter of a year. He's not going to give me shit. Especially when I take his daughter away from him by force and marry her, then ban his ass from ever stepping foot near her again." I stepped in close until the points of her nipples were brushing my chest.

She sucked in a breath at my admissions, studying me, searching for the truth. "You..."

"Lost for words. There's a first. I'm going to enjoy this."

Her eyes narrowed. "You're an asshole."

"I am," I agreed with a nod. "But I'm your asshole." My lips twitched as she tried not to smile. "And you're mine. No one is going to take you from me ever again."

"It's not that easy," she told me, but there was a hopeful light in her eyes.