Page 77 of The Guru: Shadow

His words made a shudder run down her spine, leaving her with a feeling of ice spreading through her veins.

Danger. Another manipulation. Don’t do it.

But she did not listen to her inner voice.

She had to know.

Curiosity killed the cat, after all.

So, she climbed onto the seat. The leather, soft like silk under her hands once again. As she glanced around, she saw a tablet on the console separating the seats. On it, was all kinds of data. And as Deis was walking around the car to get in the other side, she just took it. It was her chance to find out more.

At that moment, she felt Carl’s phone in her sleeve, and with a single movement, she slipped it out of her sleeve and into her cross-body bag. To appear as if nothing had happened, she gazed at the tablet.

What she saw made her heart hammer against her chest within a second.

This cannot be.

She rushed through the tabs. Tracing signals, messages, photos. Of her. From her. Her stomach sank to the floor, a big lump was growing in her throat. He monitored her. Closely.

Just when he placed himself on the other rear seat, she opened the files app, and sure enough, she found a folder named after her.

“I see you are not wasting time, ” said Deis, but she did not really hear him. She opened the files in the folder. What she saw made ice run through her veins. There was everything. Certificates. Chats. Archives. Browsing history.

God damnit.

Medical files.

Medical files!

I must get out of here.

He knows everything.

He tracked me from day one.

Her hand reached instinctively for the door, but it did not open.

“Let me out.”

“No,” he said coldly,

“You will let me out immediately!” And she rattled at the opener.

“I thought you wanted revenge? And to know who I am?”

“I don’t give a fuck, let me out,” she ordered him while trying to open the window.

“But you do give a fuck. Because you want to feel alive, and because you have this need for truth. I know you; you want to know.”

He’s playing you.

“I don’t, I’d rather be dead than spend another minute in this car.”

He leaned over the console with a smug grin and grasped her wrist, pulling her towards him. She tried to get away with all her power, but he just whirled her around the console onto his lap, his other arm around her throat.

“Yes, I think you would,” he whispered darkly, against her ear, breathing a strand of hair into her face while he let go of her wrist but tightened the choke with his arm.

Goosebumps appeared on her body as he breathed against her neck like a hunter snigging its prey, and something about it was so carnal, so captivating, she couldn’t help but lean into his grip. It was then that she felt the pressure of his hard cock against her buttocks.