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Tru opened her mouth and screamed. The sound that escaped and the tears that began to fall down her face made every emotion other than pure rage disappear.
How I wanted to taste that…
As soon as she was silent, I adjusted myself and stood. “Those beautiful tears slipping down your cheeks are mine. I get to lick every salty treasure you are leaving on your radiant skin.”
“The fuck you will.” Words had never sounded more delectable to me, but then I began to smile because the boss was behind her.
A soft click echoed throughout the suddenly quiet space as Tru froze mid-turn.
“Ah, ah, ah…Tru, don’t make me shoot you by turning around. You need to move over to Ronin’s chair.” Ari’s command of the situation was sexy as fuck.
“Ari?” Tru tried to turn her head, but Ari pushed the gun harder into her skull, forcing her head forward. “Move.”
Tru held still, but Ari used her foot and pushed on her back until Tru stumbled forward just a bit.
“There you go…move over to sit in Ronin’s chair.” Slowly, Tru sat, gaping at Ari, confusion all over her face. “Now, stay right there, Tru, or should I say, Skydancer?”
Ari winked at her, slowly approached me, and grinned.
“Do me a favor, handsome, and move for a girl. I want to sit down. Ronin’s little pressure point routine to knock me out gave me a bit of a headache. Speaking of Ronin, please get me some water. A girl could die of thirst in this hot ass basement.” Ronin left to do as he was told.
Tru began to vibrate with fury. I could see it move from the top of her head all the way down to the tips of her toes.
“Tru, darling, you must be parched from all of the…fun.” She let out a fake as fuck chuckle, but that was my girl.
My Beauty stared up at me, and I was ready to serve. “Yes, my love?”
“Clothes? Would you please get me my business outfit? I’m tired of these slutty things.”
I almost reached the door when Ari said, “Oh, Corbin?”
“Yeah?”
The gun she held was pointed right at me when a pop, pop, pop bounced around the room. Confused, I glanced at Ari, who was smiling, and then at Tru, who was also smiling.
“Bye, baby. It’s been fun. But I’m done playing the role of your little slut. Besides, it was just role-play, right?”
Pain began to ricochet outward from my chest just as it became hard to breathe, and I fell to the ground.
“Let’s go, Tru. Come on. Ronin should be in the car.” Tru stood and helped Ari over my body. God, it was getting more difficult to breathe. I reached up, grasping Tru’s ankle. She stumbled and turned to glare at me. She needed to know.
“Don’t trust her, Tru. She really is the one in char—charge.” I was wheezing now. Dammit…but Tru frowned at me and gave me a slight nod of the head. All I heard after that was feet running down the hallway before everything went black.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Corbin
It was hours later when I woke up on that cold basement floor. All the intense emotions I had been feeling coursing through my veins had stopped. Thank god my cell phone had been returned and was lying next to me on the floor, or my walk home would have been over two hours. I was too fucking sore to pull that off.
The ride I’d ordered on the Take Me Home app finally picked me up and safely delivered me back to our front door.
“Thanks,” I said to the driver, stuffing an extra hundred into his hand for a tip.
Anyone willing to allow a person into their car, looking as beat up as me, deserved the extra cash. A sense of relief washed through me as I walked into our home. Making my way back to the kitchen, I grabbed a desperately needed bottle of water.
While I downed the bottle, I hobbled my sore body up the stairs and jumped into the shower.
Man, I had a serious bruise on my chest from where the bullets hit the vest. Thank god, it was bulletproof. Ari was a good shot, but then again, she’d been hunting with her dad for the last ten years. Pulling on a pair of clean sweats, I jogged back down the stairs with a new book and cracked its spine.