Page 341 of Tempted By her Daddies

“That part is easy . . . you’re all going to die. Along with those brothers-in-law of yours. The princes’ cousins. Oh, and your sister. Her, too.”

Salem had to hide his panic.

This motherfucker wasn’t getting away with this.

“What? Are you going to try and pretend that you didn’t call them in for back-up? I know you did. I even made it easy on them and let you keep your trackers. Too bad you’re all going to die in a sad fire. I’ve got this entire island rigged up to go boom. It was time to clean house.”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Salem deliberately showed some panic. Like he knew Pinky would expect.

But he didn’t know how many favors they’d all called in. How many people were answering the call and following them here.

He couldn’t know about Alexei’s contacts in Africa. Salem’s contacts in the Middle East. Or the fact that some of his soon-to-be brothers-in-law had friends with contacts in Polynesia and America.

That there was a team of American mercenaries who’d they’d called on.

Everything was going to be okay.

“I expect they’ll be here in an hour or two. So I’m going to be really nice to you and leave you with your bitch. She might have a few confessions to get off her chest before her death.”

Both Pinky and Mark left. He shot a look at Alexei, then Roman. Both men remained silent. They got it.

They might be alone, but he bet there were eyes and ears on them.

He shuffled his way toward Tamsyn.

Roman muffled a pained groan. “Do you think she’s badly hurt?”

“I don’t think she’s in a good way,” he replied. At a stretch, he could just touch her. “Tamsyn. Tamsyn, baby, wake up.”

She let out a small groan but then seemed to slip into sleep again.

Fuck. Was waking her the best idea? She must be in so much pain, and he hated that.

But he also needed her to be awake and aware for when the cavalry came.

Which should be within the next hour or so. Pinky had that part right. He just had to hope and pray that someone figured out that Pinky had this place wired.

“Pet, wake up. Wake up for me right now.”

She was so sore.

Why was she in such pain? It was so bad that she thought she might vomit.

Breathe. Just breathe.

“Pet, open your eyes.”

She forced them open, looking up at Salem. What was that smell? It smelled like blood. Why could she smell blood?

“Are you hurt?” she asked him. Her lips were so cracked and dry that it was painful to talk.

“No, Bunny. You are.”

She turned her head toward the sound of Alexei’s voice.

“I’m hurt. How did I get hurt? Why are we all on the ground?”

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