...HUNTER POV...The plane had just landed in New York when I got the call from Ace."Ace, what is it now? Do you know what time it is?" I ask, annoyed that he's calling me right now.It had only been a few hours since we last talked, and everything was going well. He was going on about the new top-of-the-line security system he had installed. We would know right away if someone tried to enter without authorization."I just want it on the record that I did everything I could and don't want to die." Ace started, making me even more annoyed."Whether you live or die is yet to be determined. I better not hear something I won't like." I say, knowing he would understand the underlying threat. When the line remains silent, I curse myself knowing that whatever Ace has to say is going to be nothing but bad news."Spit it out. I don't have all night. What happened?" I ask, demanding answers."It was Sienna." Ace began, making the storm inside me increase in fortitude."What about her?" I grit

I parked in the same place as last night. I grabbed my tablet, looking over the surveillance footage. I had set up a hack last night when I was here, so I could easily get in tonight. I knew I couldn't play around with the power, so instead, I decided to be a bit more creative. I could see from the feeds that there were a lot more security guards here tonight. Ace really upped his game. Too bad for him that security is my family name, so there was no such thing as an unbeatable system. I hope Hunter doesn't take out his aggression on Ace. He really is a good guy. In a way, he reminds me of the fun uncle. The family member that tries hard to never have to discipline anyone while being the one we all go to when we want to do something fun. So seeing him being all commanding and authoritative only puts a smile on my face. I know he's trying hard. It just doesn't work on me.I grab some footage from the internet of someone trying to break into a building. I then edited the footage to make

...Sienna POV...I continued to go in and out of consciousness as we made our way to our destination. I knew I should be worried about being carried away by a stranger. But for whatever reason, I wasn't. I felt safe in his arms. A feeling I knew I shouldn't have from someone I barely know, but I couldn't deny the way my body reacted to him. I knew from those around that the Reaper was bad news. No one is given the reputation of a Reaper for good reasons. And yet, here I was, relaxed as ever, knowing that he would take care of me.The car slowed, and I saw the familiar house appear in the distance. This must be his house. I never really got the chance to ask before, as I was too focused on getting out of there. My eyes began to flutter closed as the car came to a stop. I felt the Reaper cradle me closer to his chest, allowing my head to lean against his heart. I felt myself drift asleep from the soothing sound of his heartbeat. I woke up shortly after in an unfamiliar room. This wasn'

"I won't be gentle." Hunter comments, flipping me over so my back is along his chest. His left arm wrapped around my front as he squeezed my neck, holding me against him."I never asked you to be." I reply. I can feel his excitement behind me. His right hand ran down the curves of my body as if unsure as to how to proceed."Have you ever been with anyone before?" He asks, surprising me."No.""Then you should want me to be gentle for your first time." He comments, letting go of my neck to cup my breasts, making me moan out once more."I never claimed to be normal.""You don't want a monster like me for your first time. I'll ruin your experience for any other man that's with you.""You seem to think you know me." I state, mildly irritated."I'm just trying to protect you.""Who said I needed to be protected!?" I shout out in fury.Hunter goes to speak. However, I find myself no longer in the mood. I glare at him as I talk before he has a chance to say his piece."You know what? Perhaps

"Follow me." He comments, stepping away from him. I raise a brow at his remark but refrain from pushing the issue. He leads me back to his office. I sit down on the chair in front of his desk as he reaches into the cabinet and pulls out a file. He hands it over to me tentatively. I can see the unease in his features as he reaches his hand out to pass the file to me."What's this." "The full story." He comments, allowing me to grab the file.I nod my head, not quite sure what all this is about but taking it nonetheless. I opened the folder and was surprised to see that the report seemed to be from multiple crime scenes. I don't quite understand what this has to do with anything. I look up at Hunter to see him looking at me with remorse. "What is this?" I ask, confused. Nothing seems at all familiar. However, one face does stand out. A boy that shares quite a lot of similarities with Tomás. But a much younger Tomás."Being born in Colombia is of no advantage. No one ever comes out say