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AFTER I BREAK
Immortal Billionaires, Book 2
Melissa Sercia
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Books by Melissa Sercia
Dedication
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Acknowledgements
About the Author
Urban Fantasy
Paranormal Romance
The walk and the fresh air did wonders but it was the elixir that kept
me from losing control. By the time I got back, I was more focused
and alert. My senses sharper. And as I entered my suite, I could no
longer smell the lavender, or feel the need to envision Piper’s naked
body. The craving had passed. As it always did. But that was a little
too close for comfort this time. I’d have to be more careful in the
future.
I checked my watch and saw that it was almost time to meet my
contact. Hopefully, he’d stick to the plan and not over embellish.
Piper was not an idiot. I needed him to make it believable. I sent
him a quick text just to make sure.
You remember everything I told you to say? Don’t disclose what the Codex
really is.
I was lying to him too, of course. I went to great lengths to
organize that shipwreck. To plant the rumor about an ancient book
being on board. A couple of minutes went by before he finally
responded.
You have my word. I’m at your service, always.
Good. Now I just had to figure out how much longer I could keep
lying to Piper as well. I didn’t owe her anything but she was sharp
and it was only a matter of time before she’d get suspicious. And
she was too smart to be charmed by an incubus. Not when she used
sex as a weapon herself. As soon as I found out who else was after
the Codex, then I could be rid of her and the lies wouldn’t matter.
If I were a man, Lux would never have talked to me the way he did
when we were checking in to the rooms. Treating me like I was the
one with an attitude? I just wanted my personal space and sharing a
door with that asshole was not helping. Ugh, he was infuriating.
Saying it was for my own safety was bullshit. All billionaires had
enemies but who in their right mind would actually come after an
immortal incubus? He was just being controlling for the sake of it.
Because he knew I couldn’t stand him.
If my job weren’t on the line, I would have booked a flight home
in a heartbeat, but I needed this win. I’d spent the last five years
picking up scraps for Sticks and Stones. Yes, they paid me extremely
well, but I wanted more than just money. I wanted respect,
accolades, and to show them that I was the best artifact hunter in
the world.
Over the years, it was my cunning and quick thinking that led to
countless discoveries. It was the connections I’d built that enabled
my employers to get their hands on some of the most sought-after
treasures. I didn’t understand why they insisted on me working with
Lux. He had money and connections, but so did I. I don’t need him.
It was time to freshen up. We were meeting one of Lux’s
contacts, which I’m sure he couldn’t wait to rub in my face, and I
needed to look my best. I applied a fresh coat of red lipstick,
changed from my pencil skirt to a tight black lace dress, and tucked
a dagger into my garter belt. If this life had taught me anything, it
was to always be prepared.
I was a year into my employment when I learned that the
immortal world existed. I was shocked at first, but I’d gotten used to
it. I’ve had drinks with vampires, negotiated with werewolves, and
played poker with demons. But it was always for the job. I knew
better than to ever get mixed up intimately with their kind. I couldn’t
let my guard down. Despite my combat training, I was still human
and sex exposed too many vulnerabilities. Besides, there were plenty
of mortal men to have that kind of fun with. They were easier to
ghost when I was over it. If a vampire decided he wanted to keep
you, then you were screwed. And I preferred to be alone.
I gave myself one final glance in the mirror. I looked nothing like
I used to—no longer the farm girl with braces and hand-me-downs.
Yet there were still some things that money just couldn’t satisfy. I
took a deep breath and rattled off a quick message to Raven—my
new roommate and fellow Maplewood. When I’d heard someone
from my hometown was moving to the city and that she needed a
place to stay, I was hesitant at first. No one knew what I did for a
living. Not technically. My friends and family thought I was a
historian, which I kind of was, but they didn’t know I was traipsing
all over the globe tracking black market artifacts.
But Raven was a sweet girl who kept to herself, didn’t ask any
questions, and had her own shit to deal with. Aside from the fact
that it was nice to have someone looking out for my place, I also
wanted to give her the help that I never got when I first moved to
New York City. It almost swallowed me whole into its dark abyss.
There wasn’t a single trace of my real life in that apartment so it
wasn’t like she could even fathom who I really was. It was all for
show. The fancy art and expensive furniture helped paint the façade
I’d worked so hard to create all these years. I’d been lying for so
long, I couldn’t remember what it meant to tell the truth. The lies
dripped out of my mouth like honey and no one was ever the wiser.
“You almost ready, princess?” Lux’s condescending voice called
out through the door.
I pinched my eyes shut and took a deep breath. “Coming,” I
called back.
The door opened and I almost smacked right into him. Our eyes
locked in defiance.
“You’re lurking now? Great. That’s not creepy at all.”
He looked me up and down, his gaze traveling over every one of
my curves. “You’re late. I said two hours. It’s fifteen minutes past.”
If this was how the whole trip was going to be, I might end up
strangling him. Not that it would actually do him any harm, but it
would make me feel better. “I had to text my roommate. Don’t want
her thinking I disappeared and start to ask questions, you know?”
Lux curled his lips, inching closer. “You need to learn to do what
you’re told.”
I wanted to slap him and smash my lips against his at the same
time. My heart raced. The way he looked at me, feral, like we were
animals doing a mating dance. It was all I could do to dislodge the
lump in my throat. He licked his lips. I couldn’t tear myself away. I
couldn’t move. A tiny voice called out in my head. Remember, Piper.
I counted back from ten, imagining a white light between us, and
exhaled slowly. And within seconds, the feeling of being locked in
place dissipated. “I don’t take orders from you. I never will.”
His expression hardened, a look of suspicion flickering through.
“Enough. In the future, be on time. It’s a simple professional
courtesy.”
There was nothing professional about his demeanor. His playful
charm was gone and he was back to despising me. Good. His tricks
were hard to resist but this wasn’t my first time fending off mind
games from an incubus. Lux, however, was more powerful than the
rest so I needed to stay on guard.
We walked in step to the elevator, the tension mounting with
every click of my heels on the hotel’s marbled hallway floors. I
hoped his contact was solid. The sooner we found the artifact, the
sooner I could rid myself of Lux and his arrogance.
The doors opened and a light breeze blew against my cheeks.
The perfumed night air danced around the open lobby, tickling my
skin like a feather. It carried scents of sugarcane, baked honey, and
freshly brewed espresso. The mixture pulled at my senses, seductive
and enticing, tempting me to drown in it. To fall into its embrace. I
drank in the night, the lights, the French vanilla-soaked tobacco
smoke. My eyes danced around beautiful people, golden skin, the
curve of breasts and hips swaying to the sound of Spanish guitars. It
was intoxicating. It was Havana.
Lux laced his fingers through mine and my breath caught in my
throat. I tried to jerk my hand away but he pulled it back, flashing a
smile at the pretty brunette waitress as he did. “We have a part to
play, Piper,” he whispered. “Otherwise, we just look like cops.”
“But we’re not cops,” I whisper-yelled back.
“No, but we look like we are. It won’t kill you to hold my hand for
one night.”
It might.
I didn’t like the fact that his hand was strong and smooth and
felt good in mine. I hadn’t had sex in about a month so even a light
breeze could arouse me these days. At least that’s what I told
myself. It had nothing to do with him. He was an asshole who just
happened to have good hands.
A distinguished-looking man in a white linen suit signaled for us
to join him. He had dark hair, tanned skin, dark eyes, and a tiny scar
over his right eyebrow. As we approached his table, he stood and
pulled out my chair.
“Cristobal, hope we didn’t keep you waiting too long,” Lux said,
his gaze landing on me as if to imply it was my fault. It was but he
didn’t need to point it out.
The man’s eyes sparkled, unfazed. “Not a problem. I took the
liberty to order us a round of mojitos. You simply cannot come to
Havana without having one.”
I offered him my hand. “Pleasure to meet you.”
Cristobal brought my hand to his lips and gave it a light peck.
“You must be the infamous Piper Rose. I have heard a lot about you.
Your reputation is well known.”
“All good things, I hope.” I smirked as I stole a glance at Lux.
Someone paying me a compliment, especially his contact, was sure
to annoy him. His smile remained intact and he gave no indication
that he was bothered by the praise. Yet as he motioned for us to sit,
I spotted a slight twitch in his upper lip. I guess he was as good at
telling lies as I was.
The table was set back away from the crowded patio, a private
table of sorts. The way Cristobal spoke casually with the staff, sitting
relaxed in his chair, it was clear that he was a regular and they bent
over backward to ensure our privacy.
After the server brought our mojitos—a cocktail of rum, sugar,
lime juice, and muddled mint leaves—Lux didn’t waste any time
jumping in. “What do you have for me, Cris?” Lux leaned in and
looked around, confirming that no one was watching or attempting
to eavesdrop on us.
Cristobal nodded. “A shipwreck was indeed discovered by some
local fishermen. Many artifacts were discovered to be on board.
Including a rumor of an old book. I’m not sure if this is the Codex
you are seeking but it fits the description. However, when the load
was transferred to the Historical Society, there was no book to be
found.”
A twinge of dread shot through me. “Are you sure there wasn’t a
book there? Could someone else have taken it?”
Cristobal and Lux exchanged a look. He shrugged and took a
slow calculated sip of his drink. “I’m certain. I trust my sources.”
Lux sighed. “I told you, Piper, we aren’t the only ones after the
Codex. We need to get ahead of this. Find out who exactly is
following our trail.”
I nodded, agreeing with Lux for the first time ever. “Cristobal,
any chance the Historical Society would talk to us? Maybe they can
tell us if anyone was sniffing around the excavation site.”
“Of course. I’ll phone my contact and let her know you are
coming by tomorrow.” He rested his elbows on the table and I
couldn’t help but notice a subtle tremor in his hands.
There was something off about him. He was charming,
handsome, and perfectly polite, but he was hiding something. I
could feel it in my bones.
Lux took a cigar out of his breast pocket and leaned over the
table as Cristobal lit it for him. “Well done, Cris. You’ll be thoroughly
compensated per usual.”
Cristobal grinned wide, like a child who had just earned a gold
star. “Always a pleasure doing business with you. Piper, I hope we
meet again. But something tells me that Lux may want to keep you
all to himself.” He winked.
My cheeks flushed, warm and tingly. “Oh, no, it’s not like that.
This is just a business thing.”
Lux sucked a long drag from his cigar, blowing out smoke rings,
seemingly oblivious to the insinuation. If he was bothered or turned
on or angry, it was hard to tell. That demon had one of the best
poker faces I’d ever seen. He was impossible to read.
Cristobal chuckled. “Business and pleasure are hard to discern
sometimes. Especially with someone as beautiful as yourself. Well, I
must be going. Until we meet again.” Cristobal scurried off,
disappearing into the sea of bodies that covered the dancefloor.
I downed the rest of my drink, licking the sugar cane off my lips.
“He was nice. Although he was completely off base about you and
me—”
“He wanted to drink your blood.” Lux cut me off curtly.
I nearly choked on the rum still swirling around my mouth.
“Excuse me?”
“Don’t be fooled by his charm. Cristobal is a vampire. He’d slash
your throat and drink from it in a second if it suited him. Another
reason why we have to keep up this ruse. He wouldn’t dare touch
something that belonged to me.”
So I was a piece of property now? The thought of belonging to
Lux or anyone like him made my blood curdle. “You’re pretty
impressed with yourself, aren’t you? Acting like you’re some kind of
protector or savior. I can handle myself, thanks.”
Lux reached over and brushed a fallen strand out of my eyes.
“You’re just pissed off that you didn’t know. Don’t be so hard on
yourself. Cristobal has been blending in as a human for centuries. He
has all kinds of tricks up his sleeve.”
I shuddered. “So do you, it seems.”
Lux explored my eyes, hungrily. “Did you know what I was the
first time you saw me?” he asked, his voice low and raspy.
I shifted in my chair, suddenly aware of how close we were
sitting. “Not exactly… I knew you were immortal, but it took me a
few hours to figure out which kind.”
“What gave me away?” he drawled, dragging an ice cube across
his lips before popping it into his mouth. He sucked on it, flipping it
around his tongue.
I fidgeted with my napkin, avoiding eye contact. “It was the
women… the way they practically ate out of the palm of your hand,
hanging off your every word. Vampires can have that effect too, but
this was different. I could see them almost writhing in your
presence. Like they were in heat or under some sort of spell.”
Lux draped an arm across the back of my chair. His scent
surrounded me, sweet and smoky. It was all I could do to resist it.
“Very good, Piper. You’re a clever woman. Did you enjoy watching
me?”
I was burning up. He grazed my spine with the tip of his finger,
tracing small circles between my shoulder blades. I swallowed hard.
“I wasn’t watching you. I was observing. I like to know exactly who
I’m getting into business with.”
His fingers inched farther up, landing on the back of my neck.
“And what about who you get into bed with? Do you make it a point
to know about them too?”
The tiny space between us was charged with electricity. A
chemical reaction to the pheromones we exuded. The rest of the
people on the patio seemed to be far away, a blur. He was doing it
again. Pulling me in. I took a deep breath and rubbed my eyes.
“Just stop, Lux. You’re going to have to find someone else to fuck
tonight. I’m not falling for your tricks.”
He wouldn’t let up. “Who said anything about fucking? I’m just
curious as to how long you’ve been admiring me.”
The arrogance that oozed out of his every pore was astounding.
Yes, he was hot. He was downright beautiful with his chiseled jaw
and steel-gray eyes framed by long dark lashes. His lips were full
and begging to be sucked on, but he was also an asshole with an
ego the size of Manhattan. There was no way I would sleep with
him. “Don’t flatter yourself. I was doing my research on you. Nothing
more.”
Lux smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes, that feral hunger
returning. He watched me as if he were an addict and I was
suddenly his drug of choice. But I could have been anyone. He was
starving for sex and I was right there in front of him, dripping wet.
While my mind and my tongue defied him, my body betrayed
me. He could smell the desire on me. This I knew from my
experience with his kind.
“Dance with me.” He jumped to his feet, pulling me up with him.
I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I tried, but I couldn’t. “Lux…
what are you doing? We have more important things to do.”
He wound his arms around my waist and brought me closer to
him. “Tomorrow we have things to do. Tonight…well, we need to
keep up the ruse. We don’t know who might be watching.”
Did he have a point? Yes. Was I buying any of his bullshit? No.
But I’d do anything to break this trance. “If I dance with you, will
you stop treating me like prey?”
A flicker of mischief flashed through his gray eyes. “All right, I
promise. I’ll even let you lead. I know how much you like control.”
I rolled my eyes and yanked his hand toward the dance floor. I
could hear him chuckling over the music, satisfied with himself. Our
bodies curved into each other like two puzzle pieces. He guided my
arms up and around his neck, dragging his fingers down to rest on
my hips.
It had been years since I danced with anyone. But this was
different. The music was sexy—Latin music always was. There was
no air between us, no space between our bodies as we swayed. He
inserted his leg between mine as I shimmied around him. I was
getting swept away in the moment. The music. The humidity leaving
my skin damp and glistening.
“You’re good at this,” Lux whispered in my ear right before he
twirled me out and back to his chest.
I fell into step, remembering the salsa lessons I had taken when
I’d first moved to the city. I was in one of those try anything phases
at that time. I took dance lessons, fell in love with Thai food, and
went skydiving among other things.
“Thanks,” I mumbled. “You’ve got some rhythm, I guess.” Um,
yeah he had more than rhythm. He was like a walking sex-machine.
I forced myself to not imagine how else his body could move.
“Oh, you have no idea, princess.” Lux swung me around again so
that he was behind me. He slipped his arm around my waist and
held me tight to his chest. We grinded against each other. I could
feel his cock through his pants, stiffening against my ass. I tilted my
head back, resting it on his shoulder as he leaned in. His breath was
hot and erratic on my neck. I almost came right there.
We needed to stop. I was horny as fuck but I had to remind
myself that Lux was just toying with me. This is what he did. He
fucked with people so he could fuck them. A witch told me once that
an incubus could steal a tiny part of your soul. It was probably
bullshit but I wasn’t willing to find out.
I flipped around just as the song ended and the opening notes of
a new one began. I nudged him back. “We should head back to our
rooms.”
Lux feigned surprise. “Piper Rose, are you propositioning me?”
I groaned. “You know that’s not what I meant. I’m tired and we
have to get up early to meet the contact at the Historical Society.” I
was wide awake but if I let him rub up against me any longer, I was
going to rip his clothes off on this dance floor.
Lux stiffened, his smile fading. “Fine with me.”
We headed back up in silence. It was unnerving. He had this
switch where he could shut off emotion without warning. I never
knew when it was going to happen. It was like taking a cold shower,
which to be honest, I probably needed one.
He paused at his door. “Goodnight, Piper. Sweet dreams.” Lux’s
gaze took hold of mine again and I could feel his essence trying to
pull at the edges of my sanity.
“See you in the morning,” I squeaked out.
After double-checking that the adjoining door to our rooms was
locked and bolted, I collapsed on the bed. I wouldn’t put it past him
to barge in unannounced. There was something clawing at the back
of my mind. Something he wasn’t telling me. Like his attempt at
seducing me was just a distraction. But from what? Less than twelve
hours ago, he couldn’t stand me. Now he was all over me.
Something wasn’t right.
And that’s when it hit me. Lux was dangerous. Sexy as hell, but
not to be trusted. So how was I supposed to get any sleep when my
mind was playing ping pong back and forth between tearing his
clothes off and calling him out on his games?
The scent of her wet pussy clung to me. What the fuck was wrong
with me? There was nothing I wanted from her. I was just hungry. I
hadn’t gotten laid since we left New York and I didn’t intend to
indulge anytime soon. Piper was an unwelcome distraction. Another
pretty face with amazing tits and an ass that I would break with my
bare hands. But beyond the fact that she was also incredibly smart, I
loathed what she stood for and wanted nothing to do with her
intimately.
The way she thought she was better than me, it made me sick.
She was the first woman I’d ever met who acted as if being an
immortal billionaire was worse than a serial killer. She knew she
couldn’t control me and it drove her crazy. So why was I so drawn to
her? Why did I give a shit? I guess I was still a glutton for
punishment. It wouldn’t be the first time I let a woman get under
my skin.
I popped off the cap and drank the entire vial of my special
liquid. Otherwise, I’d have a hard-on all night. Just knowing there
was only one thin wall separating us was burden enough. I craved
sex like a vampire craved blood. And like a vampire, when I got a
whiff of something I wanted to taste, it was next to impossible to
turn it off. No matter how toxic the object was. I was a hunter.
I sank down in a chair and let the elixir work its magic. Within
minutes, the cravings began to subside. I sent a quick text to
Cristobal, thanking him again for playing along. For the most part I
didn’t lie to Piper. There really was a shipwreck and Cristobal really
was a vampire who would drink her blood in a heartbeat if I weren’t
standing in his way. But what I couldn’t tell Piper was I knew for a
fact that the real Codex was never on that boat. She’d ask too many
questions. And I wasn’t ready to answer them. What I was more
concerned with was if anyone else took the bait. I had to know who
we were up against. It was the only way I could protect the Codex.
I couldn’t help but stare at the connecting door. With just one
twist of my arm, I could pull it clear off the hinges. I could march in
there and call her out on her shit. Piper was playing a game too. If
the centuries had taught me anything, it was how to read women.
The hunger in her eyes when she looked at me was obvious. The
way her body shivered, giving her goose pimples on her flesh
whenever we stood close… Despite our disdain for each other, there
was something between us. Something chemical. She had no idea
how powerful I was. But I knew it was better not to explore that.
Lust fades and when it did, we’d be back to being two people who
couldn’t stand each other.
Pacing around the room was doing nothing for me. The sky was
beginning to change color from black to light blue to pink and gold. I
had been up all night and was more agitated than ever. A hot
shower and a clean suit were what I needed.
The scalding hot water soothed my skin. I tried not to remember
what it felt like to touch myself with the scent of Piper’s lavender
bathwater wafting into my room. The pleasure it brought me was so
intense, I had almost punched through the tile. I pinched my eyes
shut and tried to think of something else. Anything else. The way
the shower reminded me of the sound of rain. Focus, Lux. Get your
shit together.
My custom three-piece Italian suit fit me like a second skin and
the color matched my eyes, gray and stormy. I fastened the
diamond cuff links and gave myself another once over in the mirror.
A swirl of tattoos peeked out of my collar. Where most women saw
them and thought they were sexy, all I saw were hidden scars.
Marks of Lilith that no matter how hard I tried to cover up, I knew
would always be there.
The ink made me look like less of a monster and more like a bad
boy. I guess in the rest of the world’s eyes, I was. The only
difference between me and every other douchebag out there was
that I didn’t have a choice. But just because it was all I knew, it
didn’t mean that I didn’t sometimes wish I could be something else.
Someone else.
Fuck. Stop wallowing, it’s pathetic.
I paused at the door to listen for Piper. To see if she had stirred.
But her room was quiet, which meant she was sound asleep. I
needed to go to the Historical Society alone. If I hurried, I could get
there and back before Piper even woke up. Knowing her, she’ll be
pissed at me either way.
The Historical Society was a short ride from the hotel. The curator,
Gabriella, greeted me at the door. “I’ve been expecting you, Mr.
Roman. Cristobal phoned me last night.”
“Please, call me Lux.” I kissed the top of her hand and she drew
in a sharp breath. I knew the effect my lips had on women, and
damn straight I was going to use them to get what I wanted.
“Of course,” she cooed. “How can I be of help to you today?” Her
brown eyes glazed as if she were drunk. I was used to women
looking at me that way. As if they were in some sort of trance.
“I was wondering if you could tell me if there was anyone
inquiring about an old book? There was a rumor that a sacred text
might have been on board the shipwreck.” A rumor I started. The list
of my enemies was long so maybe she could help me narrow it
down.
Gabriella smiled. “Funny you should ask. There was one man
inquiring. He was tall with dark hair and brown eyes. There was
something about him that made me feel uneasy. The way he looked
at me…like I was a meal.”
Vampire. “Go on. Did he give you his name or mention where he
was staying?”
She shook her head. “I’m afraid not. He said it was urgent he
find this book, but he wouldn’t tell me what it was or why. After
about thirty minutes of me insisting that I had no idea what he was
talking about, he finally left. There was a darkness surrounding him.
He was so angry.”
I gently squeezed her shoulder. “I’m sorry you had to deal with
that. But you’re safe now. I guarantee you he will not return.”
“What is so special about this book, Mr. Lux?”
Her formality was endearing. She was too polished and good at
her job to refer to me in a casual way. “It’s just very expensive.
That’s all. You know how these greedy jerks are. It’s always about
money.”
I flashed her a grin and winked. The less people who knew about
what the Codex could do, the better. It wasn’t like humans would
believe it anyway. Only the immortals and those few humans who
were aware of our existence would take any interest in this artifact.
It wouldn’t mean anything to anyone else. Not to mention that they
wouldn’t even be able to read it. The Codex was written entirely in
Akkadian, a dead language that dated back to ancient Mesopotamia.
I crawled out of hell shortly after that time period and knew enough
to translate, but even I still had issues deciphering it. To a human, it
would just look like gibberish.
Gabriella smiled and nodded, her brown curls bouncing as she
did. In her line of work, secrecy came with the territory. While she
may not have believed me, she knew better than to ask too many
questions. Contacts like her were a rare breed. I knew I could count
on Cristobal to come through with a good one.
“Shall I give you a tour while you’re here? A man such as
yourself must appreciate history.” Gabriella batted her eyelashes.
I glanced at my watch. Piper would soon discover I was gone,
but what was the harm in indulging this attractive woman for a few
more minutes? It was the least I could do. She clearly wanted to
continue ogling me. “Just a quick one. I must get going soon.”
She clapped in delight and then took my arm. The physical
contact should have sent my pulse racing. It should have triggered
my hunter’s instinct. But it didn’t. I guess the elixir was still lingering
in my system.
Gabriella guided me through the museum, giving me a brief
description of each find. Then to the bookstore, a peek into the café,
and finally back to the reception area where we started. Feeling
generous, I pulled out my checkbook and scribbled out a bunch of
zeros without even really paying attention.
Her eyes widened and she beamed. “Thank you, Mr. Lux. This is
so kind of you.”
“It’s nothing really. I appreciate your help today.” Money flowed
in and out of my bank accounts like water. With all the different pots
we had our hands in, I couldn’t go broke if I tried. Information was
the most valuable commodity in the world. A currency in itself. And I
would gladly pay any price for it.
But what I really just bought from Gabriella was her silence. “You
will keep this between us, yes?”
She nodded. “Most certainly.”
I smiled and patted her hand. “Good. Because in about twenty
minutes or so, a very irate woman is going to storm in here and
demand to know what we discussed. For her own safety, I prefer we
don’t tell her everything.”
Gabriella blushed, seemingly excited that she now shared a
secret with me. “My lips are sealed, Mr. Lux.”
There was no way I was going to make it back to the hotel in
time before Piper woke up. She was no doubt already moving
around and cursing my name. And I couldn’t risk missing her on the
way and thereby giving her an opportunity to interrogate Gabriella
without me here.
So I settled in and braced myself for the shitstorm that was
about to blow my way.
Piper