LOGIN“Leon, tell me seriously, do you think I’m that kid you knew? I mean, take a good look,” I leaned forward, his throat bobbed. My eyes searched his, but I kept my expression neutral.
“Do I look like your puppet?” I whispered, as if I was saying something that no other ear should hear, as if we shared a secret.
“You were never my puppet, Jade,” he whispered back, his eyes boring into mine, and I almost lost my focus.
“I was young then, but I’m better now. I promise you. I w
From my research an hour earlier, I had confirmed that the product Leon had delivered for auction was heading in different directions.Some to black market organ traders, some to very tightly organized sex traders, some to underworld crime organizations to serve one, both, or other capacities, and two were heading to families; homes, as what, I didn’t need to care.This could not be the first, nor would it be the last of such dirty business Leon was into. This, hell, half of this, could get him sentenced to prison for the rest of his natural life.But he had money and connections. There were at least fifty ways he could wriggle out of anything anybody presented in a court of law.That was the problem with courts and laws: too many loopholes.I had to get inside Leon’s home, his office, his world – without touching anything there. I had already been burned thirteen years ago; I didn’t need to experience what the upgraded version of this devil could
I knew Jade was not with him. My man had been out of the country for a few days.And he had missed giving a report to Jade on Friday? A report on what? His experience? His views on the inspection? That’s a business relationship, however informal or relaxed it may be, I mused.No, my brother was no gem to Jayden Malroy. The architect extraordinaire was taking his add-on role seriously, as he took all things when it came to his fucking family business.Sir Sinclair had made a request, and Jayden Malroy would be damned before he failed the old man.He’s grooming Adrian. It’s his job. I concluded in my mind, exhaling mentally.I paused the videos. All of them.I closed my eyes.I felt his kiss from two hours ago. Warm. Not hot. Paced, deliberate. Not feverish.His eyes when he asked about my client.What was that about? He did the same thing last night. And then this afternoon. What does he mean by givi
By five p.m., it was time to part ways.I walked them both to their car.As Liam drove away and Adrian sank low in the back seat, I placed my hands in my pockets. My phone buzzed.“Was that good enough?” Bash droned into my ear.“Excellent, sonofabitch!”He laughed.“See you next week.”“Sure thing, and thank you, man.”“Anytime, shit-face.”He hung up. I smiled into the distance.==========Leon’s POV.Something is up with Jade. I can’t put my finger on it, but it’s there, and it’s in my fucking face, I mused.How could he kiss me like that? Where did he get the balls? Fuck! Those eyes of his! Shit! I wanted to take him with me. Drag him by the fucking hair all the way to the car and bang him as the driver took us to my home. Then I would have had him dragged out, naked, and locked to my bed where I would have him till he begged me to stop. Then
Liam croaked. I gave the man extra points for not doing a backflip before the giant touched him.“I'm Sebastian Norwood. This is my place,” he said courteously, holding both Liam’s hands and eyes.The reserved guard blinked at him, his mouth falling open, but no sound formed.“Oh, no, please. It’s my honor to let the public experience the riches of knowledge and history all in one place. If I didn’t do this, I would have two Disneyland parks, and honestly, do we really need more theme parks?” Sebastian droned as if he were answering a question from the poor man.Liam pressed his lips together.“Tell me, what do you think so far? I could give you a private tour.” He was sitting now, in my chair. I wanted to take a picture of Liam’s face for posterity, but my mind would have to do.A scraping sound drew all three of our eyes.Adrian was fuming. It was an even more precious sight.I bit my tongue. I needed to see this.“Wha
Jayden’s POV.Liam… Good man. I mused as he sauntered in.There’s no way he would have left the boy with me. Not after the sports club. Not in a million years.But I had also just confirmed something else.Leon didn’t know. Or, more accurately, Liam was not Leon’s man. His allegiance was to the boy’s father, even though he was clearly not sharing everything with Sir Sinclair, for his ward’s sake.Very good man; I ruminated as my secretary’s face flashed in my mind. I almost smiled.I shook my head mentally, and when my eyes focused, he was staring at me, hands in his pockets, shoulders rolling.I blinked and averted my gaze to the exit.I took a step forward, and he blocked my path with his body.I raised a brow.“What?” I asked, barely able to keep the irritation out of my tone.“You don’t seem happy to see me,” he droned. I nearly closed my eyes; that fucking voice of his should be illeg
His sheltered life, and the secret he was so concerned about, kept him away from large groups during daylight hours.Today, he was not only outside, but he was also in the company of a single person – a male. And while I don’t spend my time bragging about my looks, I was confident my outfit wasn’t helping him relax.My long-sleeved shirt and my trousers were loose. But the cut and style spoke volumes. The shirt was white, flowy. No buttons, but sharply cut at the neck, open to just before my chest began. Every step forward had the cloth define my outline, while revealing nothing.It was tucked into my equally white pants, giving me a slimmer silhouette.The pants were loose above, but tapered to a slim fit at the ankle. No belt. Gurkha styled, trousers with neat lines.My shoes were leather slip-ons. White, with a gold button on the side, the size of a penny.I stood out, but in a wholesome, tasteful way.I had dressed for him, the on
“In that case, you are most welcome,” Sir Sinclar remarked graciously.“Thank you, Sir,” I replied with a light bow. He nodded and was about to turn when I moved forward with an eager step. “Would it be overextending if I asked for a tour, Sir? However brief,” I requested humbly, my hands
Barefoot, he was slightly taller than me. Only slightly.His face said it all. I smiled. “Nothing more,” I repeated calmly. “Just two guys who need each other, from time to time,” I stated smoothly, holding his damp gaze.His eyes were clear. His paleness reduced, but there was a sa
When the attackers entered Marcus’ club, my team and I were already inside. It was a regular nightclub. Loud music, dim lighting, lots of drinking, lots of dancing. There were no cameras in the joint, which served my side excellently well.Whatever the results of the night, only eyewitness
How the fuck was Jay tied to someone with that type of money and access to the fucking government?I get that he’s loaded, a billionaire for fuck’s sake, but how could my guys, even the hackers I paid good money to, not be able to get me any real info on him?And more still, where w







