Sometimes, you had to take risks—especially if it was for your ego’s sake.
And that was exactly why he was willing to pay someone to kill Ethan Blackhawk’s partner and do all the dirty work by kidnapping him.
The golden bird would be in his cage, and if need be, he’d keep the man drugged up so he couldn’t fight.
Money could buy him anything, as he was very familiar with, and at some point, it would buy him a Fed.
One way.
Or the other.
As he walked around his estate, wearing a stupid ankle monitor, he had no choice but to remain in one place like a common criminal.
And that was Hell.
Hell.
On.
Earth.
He’d lostSyn, and that annoyed him, but putting him in a cage was a downright outrageous insult!
So, while he was out on bail, he’d start reinforcing his money, and search out a few businesses to buy, where he could continue to grow his empire.
After all, he had a sexy bird to keep in seed and chains for the rest of his life.
Oh, he couldn’t wait to get his hands on Ethan Blackhawk.
It was his only fixation.
Bet.
On.
It.
He was going to make the perfect sex slave. Oh, and because he needed to punish him, and Javier couldn’t fuck him himself, he’d find men to use him so he could watch and enjoy the show.
That would teach him.
For.
His.
Betrayal.
They were both meant to be together, and the man was not seeing it.
Well, that would be over too.
Before he was finished with Ethan Blackhawk, he would either be trained, malleable, and know his place, or he was going to be broken.
Into.
Pieces.
Because he wasNOTtakingNOfor an answer.
