BLURB Curiosity kills the cat, or that just might be the ending for Dr. Jobaira “Yrah” Orendain. The first time she encountered the barbarous older sibling of her brother-in-law, something inside her was triggered. Her dangerous fascination for the allegedly sadistic Gresso leads her to apply to be the medic in a maximum-security prison in Italy. Will her innocence and purity be enough to tame him? Or will she just fall victim to the man notoriously known as The Destroyer?View More
“AH, MON AMOUR!” Sobbing, Frodo wrapped his arms around the computer equipment retrieved by Tejano from the team who gathered the evidence and arrested Frodo originally.Yrah had to cover her mouth to keep herself from laughing as Frodo kissed the monitor, then picked up the mouse and the keyboard to kiss them lovingly, too.“Papa mizzed you, mes amis. Not to worry, we are together again!”Yrah had to bite down on her lower lip to keep her laughter in. Now she understood why fixing the Warden’s computer was a special treat for Frodo. He had a special affinity for the machine.They all slowly approached Frodo as the kid settled into his seat and got to work. Kuya Trojan and Tejano left to fetch the equipment the kid had requisit
Yrah rubbed her face with her palms after she saw Frodo’s X-ray results. It was attached at the base of his spine, near his tailbone. A few months ago, Frodo had gone in for a routine check-up, was knocked out, and had the chip implanted in his spine while he slept. The docs told him they removed a suspicious-looking mole that might be cancerous.So far, all of the ones they’ve found were in the hosts who’d died during the fights. They’d developed a way to extract the chip from the corpses without them detonating and had placed each of them in a safety box especially designed to contain the explosion within. The boxes were afterwards incinerated in a facility far, far away.The warden had begun to evacuate the prisoners above ground to transfer them to other holding facilities in the meantime until this matter was resolved.
Agent Ysiah cursed a blue streak when he discovered that two of the men Gresso had killed during the fights had chips embedded in their spine. They could have detonated at any time, during the fight or the autopsy. A surgeon from the hospital was able to remove the packets without problems and they immediately delivered the evidence to their mission specialist. The complete postmortem examination of the handful of dead prisoners found to be embedded with the packet had to be done in secret.“We can’t just remove the packets from the bodies. Look at this.” Yrah pointed to the full-body X-ray and MRI results of one of the inmates. “The packets extracted from Cadaver A and Cadaver B were both found in the lumbar region. If you take a closer look, you will see that the packets are grafted onto the spinal cord via artificial ganglia that the bodies readily assimilate, as they function li
Yrah couldn’t concentrate even though she was supposed to be monitoring a patient they needed to rush to the hospital. Technically, it wasn’t even her shift, but Jaz had food poisoning and couldn’t get out of bed, so Yrah had to cover for her.She couldn’t stop looking at her wristwatch. It was almost eight in the evening. Frodo said Gresso’s match would start at eight. She told the kid to convince—beg—Gresso to call off the fight, but Frodo only said that his Patron would not listen. She would have gone herself, except she was needed at the clinic.One of the undercover guards approached her and offered her a canned coffee drink, but Yrah refused. “Oh, no. I don’t need to be jumpier than I already am.” She rechecked her watch. “How much longer do you think Dr. Z would take?”“He should be back in about thirty minutes. He only went to the other medical center to fetch some vaccin
Gresso’s grip tightened around the bandage he was holding. His jaw clenched, adding to the grimness of the already dark expression painted on a face that still bore evidence of his last fight.He could also feel Frodo’s worried stare. The kid seemed to have lost hope of convincing him not to fight because he knew Gresso wouldn’t hold back, either.Gresso’s body was still sore, and his knee was the size of a watermelon, but he needed to go out there tonight. It wasn’t just about the pot money he could give to Frodo for another round of his mother’s chemo. First, he didn’t want the kid going out there because of how skinny and weak he was. He wouldn’t last ten seconds in the arena. Frodo was annoying as hell, but Gresso didn’t want him sent back to his sick mother in a body bag.Frodo used to hack into systems and hold them for ransom just to get money for his mother’s treatments. Gresso believed he was a good kid. He
Yrah stared blankly at the files in front of her. She and her team are in the conference room, discussing the inmates who'd been found with chips, but her mind was somewhere else. She couldn't forget her last conversation with Gresso. She touched her neck, remembering the sensation of his hands clasped around her throat as he tried to squeeze the life out of her.If he'd wanted her dead, he could have just easily broken her neck. The look in his eyes when she confronted him with what she'd learned from Agent Tejano would haunt her for a long time. She'd been upset that he wasn't forthcoming about explaining himself or his side of the story, but it had hurt him that she had no faith in him. And when he saw in her eyes that he'd frightened her, that's when he'd shut down.It had already been a week since the two of them parted, and she just couldn't stop thinking about how angry he was when he left her on the floor of that corridor. She'd challenged him, call
Agent Tejano talked about Gresso like he was some kind of sorcerer with some otherworldly sway over women. Yrah’s eyes glazed with tears. Was that why it had been so easy for him to get into her pants? Because he had a unique talent for it and how he seduced her was his modus operandi for every woman?The bitter laughter almost spilled from her mouth. She didn’t like the way this conversation was going. She couldn’t get enough air. She wanted to be alone so she could smash her skull repeatedly into concrete. She spent twenty years in school, four of those in medical school, only to be tricked by the “Destroyer.” Son of a bitch. She had to be a special kind of idiot.He probably wasn’t even attracted to her. Maybe he saw her the first time and marked her for target because she had the word “Victim” stamped on her forehead. Who knows. He almost had her sister before. What if he only hit on her because she resembled her Ate Bella?He must have detected she
“I AM VERY DISAPPOINTED.”Yrah could only lower her head in shame when she heard the gravity of Agent Tejano’s tone. He was their handler, their supervisor. She didn’t know what kind of hiding she could have done earlier when the agent came to knock on her door. It was even worse when she found out that her brother-in-law, Kuya Trojan, was sitting in the warden’s office. She would rather be outside eating dirt right now.She pursed her lips together and balled up her hands into fists at her sides. Gresso was in another interrogation room with his brother, arguing over what happened to them while she was here, in another room with Agent Tejano.They were probably separated, so they couldn’t conspire together and tell one story. Just like the criminals on TV. Whoever was the first to sing got the deal.Agent Tejano was sitting across from her, studying her with a look of dismay and disgust; she didn’t know wha
She’d been so out of it that she didn’t realize he was already naked. When did he take off his clothes? When he kissed her and allowed her to taste her own essence from his tongue, he parted her thighs to make room for himself in between them.She gasped when something hard and blunt brushed against the sensitive petals of her feminine core. Her eyes widened with discovery, and for a moment, she stopped kissing him back.Yrah meant to take in air, but Gresso sucked her lower lip and bit it. Groaning, he rubbed himself against her, seeking entrance to her wet heat.Yrah was getting dizzy. She hadn’t seen his penis yet, but just from the way it felt prodding against her, she feared it was a big one, and it was going to hurt like hell entering her.“G—Gresso—”“Shh…” He kissed her jaw, the side of her head, then her ear. “It’s just going to hurt for a little bit, honey-bunny, but after that, it’ll be paradise, I promise. It’s going be so good,
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