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CHAPTER {49} The Party's Over
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KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance) CHAPTER {50} I Got Plans For Mommy Tonight
~~~CAIRO~~~ (NEXT DAY)Alec pulls the door open for me, and my foot touches the paved driveway of Viktor’s mansion. The air's too goddamn quiet here. It's the kind of silence that screams "sniper team in the branches," just waiting to paint the ground with my blood.I'm too young to catch a bullet, but deals don't close themselves. Business has to go on, even if it means stepping into the mansion of the bastard who once put a gun to my head two years ago.Viktor’s PA comes running toward me before I can even take three steps. He’s an innocent-looking small guy in a suit, but I've seen him clear dead bodies off a table at a strip club."This way, Mr. Arsher. He’s expecting you," he says, looking like he’s trying not to trip over his own feet as he guides me toward the private lounge.We walk through the hallway and burst into a massive balcony covered by a canopy. My eyes move straight to Viktor. He’s sitting comfortably on a large bench, soaking up the early morning heat. He’s sh
KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance) CHAPTER {49} The Party's Over
~~~DIANA~~~"Mr. Eden, I'm afraid we can't continue with this procedure as your wife here has explicitly stated she's being forced into it," Doctor Ben says into the phone."What!" Eden’s voice vibrates so loudly I can hear it from where I’m lying."Doctor, she signed the consent form! What have you been doing for the past two hours?" Eden screams. I can feel my insides boiling just hearing his voice."I've given her the necessary injections and I've been carrying out tests to make sure she's in her best state for a positive result. But I can't go on because she has stated she's being coerced to do it.""What the... Give her the phone!" Eden demands. My heart makes a terrifying high jump as Doctor Ben brings the phone to my face. "Here, speak with your husband, please. I haven't got much time to waste."I take the phone with a shaking hand and put it to my ear."You're playing games with me, huh, Diana?"I shake my head violently. It's been two hours since I got here. I’m hoping tha
KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance) CHAPTER {48} Blowing Up Doors
I spent the last hour and forty minutes stuck on a jet listening to Shen talk about his non-profit organization. Between that and fighting the urge to drop the word 'fuck' every five seconds to keep our deal, my head is actually pounding.Matteo kills the engine the second we pull up to the USC Medical Center. I’ve been calling Diana’s phone for the last twenty minutes, but it just rings until the voicemail responds to me.My foot is tapping a hole into the floor mat of the car.Last time I was here, Diana blocked me from coming inside. She’s terrified of her mom seeing me, but I’m about two seconds away from giving her a heart attack if she doesn't walk through those doors right now. I’m not leaving this place without my woman, but the logistics of getting her out of here fast is starting to look messy.I pull up her inbox and start typing.***I’m about to give you yet another jumpscare if I don't see you outside already. I’ve got good news, baby.***I hit send and It marks as deli
KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance) CHAPTER {47} For Fuck’s Sake Monk!!!
~~~CAIRO~~~I’m sitting on the gravel floor that’s murdering my knees, smelling incense that’s giving me a headache, while some guy in a robe tells me to 'find my center and breathe’.My center is currently in a shitty California hospital being harassed by a prick! I don't need to breathe, I need a needle and a vein. NOW. My calves are literally cramping and my back is stiff. As if that isn't enough, there’s a bug. A tiny, insignificant, green-winged piece of shit crawling up my neck.I want to swat it. I want to crush it into the gravel.But every time I even twitch a muscle, the old monk at the gate cracks one eye open like he’s got a sixth sense for my impatience.“Stillness, Cairo,” the old man whispers.“For fuck's sake, Monk!” I hiss, my teeth clamped so tight I might snap a molar. “The sun hasn’t moved an inch. I think your roof is higher than it was ten minutes ago. Are you bastards moving the temple or what?”He doesn’t answer. He actually goes back to looking like a lawn
KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance) CHAPTER {46} Fake-Ass Sympathy
~~~DIANA~~~Eden’s car creeps to a halt in front of the hospital entrance like he’s trying to stretch this nightmare foreverThe silence in the car is now freaky as hell. Just the two of us breathing this toxic, suffocating air.My fingers are digging into my thighs from anxiety. I haven’t taken a single normal breath since last night.I’ve got the emergency pills in my purse. I snuck out to grab them while Eden was in the shower last night.I know exactly what he’s planning for me today and there is no way in hell I’m letting that happen.The second he steps out of this car I’m throwing those little white saviors down my throat and praying they work fast.My phone starts ringing in my purse again, and I fish it out to look.“Who’s that?” Eden snaps.“It’s Sebastian. Again,” I mutter, staring out the window like the parking lot is suddenly the most interesting view on earth.How do I even explain to my psycho husband that my mom’s life is literally hanging by a thread and her doctor h
KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance) CHAPTER {45} Good News Or Bad News?
~~~CAIRO~~~The sun isn’t even fully up over the California hills when my phone starts screaming on the nightstand of my mom’s villa. I wrap the towel around my waist and lunge for it, my feet leaving a wet trace on the heated floor.My head’s pounding with the kind of rage that only comes from three hours of sleep and the mental image of Eden breathing the same air as my woman. So that call better be good news from grey.By the time I reach the nightstand, Grey’s face is already blocking the screen, looking entirely too smug for 7 am in the morning. It almost gets a chuckle out of me, but I’m too tired for the sentiment.I swipe to accept and wedge the phone between my shoulder and my ear while heading for the closet. I’m already pulling a fresh, crisp shirt off the rack with one hand before he even clears his throat.“Grey, this better be a donor match or I’m coming over there to personally retire you.”“Good news or bad news, son?” Grey’s voice is way too chipper to take it serio
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