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Savage

The animal in me didn’t want to let go of her, not for a split-second. She was naked, trembling right in front of me, an inch away from me doing all kinds of nasty shit to her body. But the sliver of sanity that meant business in my head along with my fucking curiosity managed to keep the animal in its cage. For now.

I freed her neck and watched her as she ran to cover herself. Sitting in a chair, I lit a cigarette. The smoke filled my lungs as I eyed her sweet, little ass getting covered by a black pair of panties. I

wondered if she was drenching them already, getting wet earlier when she was at my mercy, under my

thirsty gaze, if her nipples were hard strictly out of fear, ifshewondered how my lips would devour hers, up and down.

Her stupid plan, trying to seduce a motherfucker like me with a little towel game, might not have

been that stupid. Even though I knew what she was up to, it still worked. I was such an idiot. I came in sure as fuck she had a crooked toe and a heart-shaped birthmark, thinking I’d won the lottery. But she didn’t have either, and her little stunt was getting to me. Her body had my cock’s full attention.

The scar above her tit had mine.

“How long are you planning on having me here?” she asked.

“As long as it takes.”

“And what’sitexactly?”

“There’s a bounty set on a missing girl. You look a lot like her.”

She twisted, her eyes wide. Then she swallowed. “You want to use me to con a poor family

looking for their girl?”

The plan was to kill her and give her head to the enemies of the not exactly poor family, but she

didn’t have to know that. “I’ll give you a nice cut if you fit the role right.”

“You can’t be serious! There is no way in hell I’ll agree to be a part of something that awful, not to mention stupid. These scams could have worked a hundred years ago, but now there’s DNA.”

I blew out smoke in her face. “We got the DNA covered, and you don’t have to agree to shit.

You’re gonna do it anyway because if you don’t,” I pulled out my gun, “you’re gonna get another

bullet, this time in your pretty head. I’ll still collect my bounty. You know why?”

She gasped, panic flickering in her eyes. “Why?”

“Thepoorfamily has beef with anotherpoorfamily. They want the girl dead, and they’re paying, too.”

Her chin quivered, and she looked like she was about to cry. “How do I know you’re not going to

kill me anyway?”

“You don’t. Now enough with the twenty questions and start talking. Who the fuck are you? Why

do you keep changing your name? And who the fuck shot you?”

Seven

Sia

He wouldn’t understand. No one would.