Jessie is going to be my bride. The only question is, will she be pregnant before or after we say, “I do.”
But our happy ending will have to wait. I have monsters to slay and more sins to atone for.
I slip into the cool silk sheets of my bed, taking my aching cock into my hand, lightly tugging on my shaft from root to tip, hissing as more blood fills my cock. The bar at the head hurts as it grows.
Fuck.
This is what I did to her.
What a bastard I am. But I don’t regret every second of pleasure we shared. Letting her walk out of my car was the second hardest thing I had to do. But just because I let her walk this time doesn’t mean I’m not making moves on the board. Moves that will end with me capturing my queen.
I’ll give her another six months.
I won’t be able to wait a day more.
Ignoring my raging dick, I reach for the phone next to the bed. “Jin?”
“Boss.”
“Have you been following my instructions?”
“To the letter. Every detail of Ms. Montgomery’s life, since you left her in London, is in a file on the shared drive. I update it weekly. There’s pictures, financial and education records… every move she’s made for months.”
“Good. I haven’t accessed the file once. If I did—she’d be back in a cage. Watch out for Dimitri. If he makes contact or steps one foot in Central London. I want to know about it.”
“Of course.”
“Is there anything else I should know about?”
“She’s broken into Exmoor a few times. Climbed over the iron fence.”
My lips twitch. “Of course, she did. Excellent work Jin. I need more from you. I need a list of all the current players in Europe. I’m starting with sex and human traffickers.”
“Are you getting in the business?”
“No, Jin. I’m exterminating it.”
“I’ll get on it immediately.”
“Good. I’ll be in touch.”