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“You shouldn’t say things like that.”
My heart was beating so hard inside my chest. I can’t believe he just said that.
“No tears.” A wide smile crossed his face. “This is real for me if you have doubts. You’re mine Janea, in every way that matters. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”
Chapter Twenty
Eros
Ikilledtheengineof my bike, then tossed the cigarette to the ground. I’d been planning to quit for years, but it seemed like every time I tried, shit like with Janea happened, and I get stressed the fuck out. It was the only thing that calmed my damn nerves.
I looked around the warehouse property, but I saw nothing out of the ordinary, but I didn’t expect Nikki to show herself immediately. However, as soon as my feet hit the gravel covered ground, I knew Nikki was here, somewhere waiting for me. I could feel her looking at me through the scope of her rifle. The more I’d thought about her faking her death the more pissed off I became.
Why the hell would she do something like that?
“You can come out now!” I shouted, looking around the abandoned building. “I know you’re here!”
Outside the warehouse door, I tossed the black duffle bag, heavy with Nikki’s cash, onto the ground before sinking onto awooden crate, anticipating her arrival. I hadn’t seen this woman in years, mourned her death, now she was trying to kill the woman I loved. I wanted this to end without her getting hurt, but if she didn’t pull out of the contract, I wouldn’t hesitate to kill her. It would be the only way to keep Janea safe.
“Nikki, come on!” I shouted again. “I don’t have all fucking day!”
A few minutes later, her footsteps sounded behind me, and I looked up as soon as she stepped through the door.
“I told you my name is Nyx now,” she said.
“Let’s get this over with.”
“Long time no see, Nikolaus.” She smiled, but it wasn’t the same one I used to love seeing on her. Her eyes no longer held that gleam they used to.
She was still as beautiful as I remembered, but a little more hardened around the edges. I wasn’t sure if that was from the military or from her time working with the Vipers. I was sure that being a hired killer wasn’t easy and would take a toll on the most seasoned killer.
“I hate I kept you waiting,” she said sarcastically. “Now, where’s my money?”
“It’s Eros and have a seat.” I motioned to another crate, sitting not too far from me. “We have some shit to get straight first.”
“I rather stand. I didn’t come to talk to you. Getting my $500,000 is all that matters especially if you want Ms. Thorne to live.”
“Sit the fuck down, Nyx. Like I said I don’t have all fucking day. And while money may be all that matters to you, that’s not what matters to me. Now sit.”
She huffed but grabbed the crate and pulled it in front of me. She placed her rifle on the ground at her feet, then crossed her long legs over the other before folding her arms across her chest.
“I missed you too.”
I blew out a breath, ignoring her comment. “Why?”
Why had been all I wanted to know since I found out she was alive. Did she owe me an explanation? No. But I hoped with our history she would give me one, anyway.
“You need to be more specific.”
“Don’t come at me with that bullshit, Nyx.” I leaned forward, planting my forearms on my thighs. “We fucking mourned you!”
“You mourned me?” She chuckled. “That’s funny. Why the hell would you mourn someone you didn’t give a shit about?”
“Of course, I did!”
She scoffed.
“What kind of person do you think I fucking am, that I wouldn’t feel that loss?” I asked. “You meant so much to all of us! To me!”
