Page 244 of Enemies

In my bedroom, I undressed, then waited ten minutes before I started going through with it, and I didn’t hold back. Seconds after the first moan drifted from my lips, the door opened wide. He dragged off his shirt before kneeling between my thighs, yanking my ankles wide, and pinning me to the bed.

“Impatient woman,” he murmured as his mouth lowered toward my hips.

Then all my words were gone as his tongue and lips wreaked sweet havoc on my body.

But immediately after we finished, he crept back down the hall to his office to wage war on a man who isn’t under our roof but feels as if he’s in every inch of our lives.

I force my attention back to Ash. “How’s your guy?”

They’ve been staying together at the hotel.

Harrison’s brother’s smile is irrepressible. “He had a call with his lawyers yesterday. Said the arrangement’s going well.”

Gavin and the girl I met at the club event aren’t married, but they have a child together. Ash said Gavin has told his girlfriend he’s gay and that the relationship is over, but they’re working through the logistics of custody and their belongings.

It must be difficult, but I still wish Ash had more to go on. I don’t trust the guy after how he treated Ash before.

“Have you been in touch with the team?”

“Yeah. They want me to come back early next month to train.” He frowns.

“Your contract’s not at risk, right?”

“I’m secured another year. They can’t turn me loose without cause. And missing a few too many penalty kicks doesn’t count.”

It still sounds like a lot of pressure on Ash. I feel for him.

“There’s this place we’re planning to go to tonight,” he continues, leaning in. “Las Puertas Del Cielo. ‘Heaven’s Gate.’ It’s a lookout near Santa Inés.”

“Sounds beautiful.”

His smile fades a few watts. “We’re not flying off to Hawaii to say I do. But it helps when the person you’re into isn’t living with someone else.”

My chest tightens, and he kicks my shin lightly.

“Don’t let my situation drag you down. Or yours. My gloomy brother isn’t a reason to ruin a perfectly good day in Ibiza.”

“You’re right.”

He grabs my arm and drags me toward the door. “Grab your bathing suit. We’re going swimming at the hotel. We need to go somewhere to have fun.”

After swimming at the hotel with Ash, I do feel better. I change and stop by a café in town before swinging by Debajo with treats for the staff.

“Dibs on that coffee,” Leni says, swooping in to grab it when I carry the tray through the doors. “Thanks, Rae. Things have been rough.”

“Because of Mischa?”

“Because of Harrison.”

I set the rest of the treats on the bar, and the day staff descends on it.

Leni nods across the room, and I follow, folding my arms. She lowers her voice.

“This week, he bought more vodka than we would use in two months of high season so Mischa would run short. He paid staff not to work there. One of Ivanov’s Paris clubs had to shut down temporarily, supposedly due to a rodent infestation.”

“Harrison is personally sabotaging Mischa?” Things have escalated more than I expected. “Would that even put a dent in Ivanov’s business?”

“Maybe. But more than that, he wants to force Mischa to fuck up and show his hand, ideally before your show.” She sighs. “But in the meantime, he’s causing more problems for Echo Entertainment than for Ivanov.”

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