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“Maybe, but he’s got to look some more to be one hundred percent sure. There’s a possibility he found the Russian’s hideout though.” Which I was hoping for. I didn’t mind Mexico,but I was ready to be back at home in my own bed. Alejandro lived averylavish lifestyle with comfort as his main priority, but expensive sheets and impressive showerheads still didn’t beat the feeling of home.

Even if his showerheads were fucking orgasmic.

“Fingers crossed,” Halo murmured as I pushed open the door.

Alejandro was already downstairs when we descended the staircase. Gidget was putting the finishing touches on tying the captive up. Once he was done, he stood back, and the man spat on his boot. Gidget’s lips twisted in disgust, and for a moment, he looked like he was contemplating breaking the man’s neck. I snorted. “Wanna give it a little polish for him while you’re at it?” I asked the man.

He sneered at me. “You should be dead,” he snarled, his Russian accent thick.

“Probably,” I agreed. “I’ve done a lot of fucked up shit, honestly. Care to explain to me why I should be dead this time?”

Noah sighed and rolled her eyes. My lips quirked in amusement.

“I issued the hit on you yesterday,” he sneered. “Clearly, they failed.”

“You didwhat?” Noah seethed, stepping closer. I let her, crossing my arms over my chest as I waited to see what her next move would be.

“Your boy toy was supposed to bekilledyesterday,” he snapped at her. “You hard of hearing, little girl?”

Two steps brought me in front of his chair, and then, my fist was knocking hard against his cheek. One of his teeth knocked loose, and he spit it on the ground, blood dribbling down his chin. He hissed in pain when I gripped his jaw and swung his head around so he was forced to look up at me. “Watch how youfucking talk to her, you got me? Or I’ll make your broken fucking tooth look like goddamn child’s play.”

“She ain’t nothing but a biker bitch?—”

Noah got to him before I could. I had no idea when she’d grabbed that fucking bat, but the next thing I knew, she was cracking it against his shoulder, the sound of his bone breaking audible in the concrete room. The sickening sound of it echoed off the walls. I whistled low and released the son of a bitch as he began shouting in pain. I couldn’t help but eye Noah like I was ready to fucking devour her. And honestly, I was. That had been hot as fucking hell.

I stepped back, letting her take control once more. She pressed the bat beneath the man’s chin and pushed his head back so he was forced to look up at her. “Where is your leader hiding out at?” she demanded to know.

He laughed, though the sound was filled with pain. “Not telling you shit.”

“No?” she asked, her voice eerily calm. His eyes widened when she readied the bat to swing again, but it was too late for him to backtrack. She shattered his kneecap. He wailed, the sound damn near piercing my eardrum. My cock thickened as I watched her shove that bat under his chin again. Fuck, seeing her take care of business was possibly the hottest thing I’d seen her do yet… well, aside from her taking charge in bed. I was a fucking sucker for that.

“I’m not in the habit of repeating myself,” Noah snapped, “but I’ll do it in case you somehow misunderstood me the first time I asked.Whereis your leader hiding out at?”

“Fuck you, you?—”

His other kneecap shattered next. “I’m not telling you shit!” he yelled as he rocked as much as he could, hot tears rolling down his cheeks. “You may as well kill me, you fucking?—”

She shattered the left side of his ribcage next. “Last time I’m fucking asking,” she warned him.

He panted, blood spilling from between his lips. “Should’ve fucking killed your man when I had the chance in that restaurant?—”

“Finish it,” Alejandro ordered. “He’s not going to talk. All he wants to do is rile you up and waste time in the hopes someone will come rescue him and he’ll receive medical attention so he can make it out of this alive.”

Noah didn’t have to be told twice. She readied the bat and looked the man dead in his eyes. “Maybe you should have,” she told him. “Because nowI’mthe fucking bitch you have to contend with fordaringto eventhinkabout taking the life of someone who belongs tome.”

With that, she slammed the bat against his skull with every bit of strength she could manage. His skull shattered, and blood splattered her, the bat, and the floor around her.

And I was so goddamn hard, I could barelythink.

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Ipressed Noah back against the shower wall, my lips covering hers. A soft moan crawled up the back of her throat right before she speared her fingers into my hair, tugging on the strands until I opened my mouth and let her in. And just like that, she took control, making my dick throb and leak precum. It smeared across her belly, and she gave a low, husky laugh that was just a tiny bit condescending.

“Fuck, that got you really hot and bothered, didn’t it?” she asked, her voice raspy. A low groan sounded from her throat when I began to nip and suck at the tender skin of her neck, desperately needing to taste her. “God, I’m fucking obsessed with how desperate you always are to have me.”

I grunted and thrust against her belly, smearing more of my precum along her skin. She laughed softly and gripped my shoulders before pushing down on them. Knowing what she wanted without her having to say a word, I fell to my knees obediently, licking my lips when she hooked her knee over my shoulder. One of her hands speared into my hair, and when shelooked down at me with those pretty brown eyes, her pink hair hanging wet around her face, I almost came right fucking there without having to even be touched.