Todos los capítulos de Playing with the Enemy: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

There was little to no information on the little mafia don, except what was in the government database.But I could track him live, and that’s what I was doing. From now on, any move he made was mine for the taking, and the using. If he didn’t get my message clearly enough, that is.As for my Jade. Someone was covering him. He had found another protector, someone who had access enough to keep my jewel off the radar. But it didn’t matter. He would come to me. He had to. My basket was the last offering I would give.If he didn’t come to me, I would send a message through his father, and I would make sure the old man felt it.==========Jayden’s POV.“My lovely, what the fuck is this?” I asked politely, my voice tight.Rina plopped down on her soft single sofa. I still don’t know what that thing is made of, but it pulls you in and wraps itself around you. It should be a bed, not a chair.And the number of pillows my sister had on

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 reports could be made to either side’s bosses.The lights were shut off at exactly 11 p.m., and their plan jumped off.My group was ready.I had gone into the building hours before the attack with two teammates. We had accessed the club through the roof and had stayed hidden until the party started.We were fully covered, with masks on and dressed in black gear from head to toe. Thanks to the build of Marcus’ gang and the men I selected, I wouldn’t stand out.To further hide our presence, my guys released smoke in the room just before we joined the fray. It was something similar to teargas and would cause breathing difficulty for anyone without a gas mask.

I had waited for him, gone to battle for him, and here he was, without a worry. He had been fine. I had risked myself, my gang, for him, and what was he saying? What was he doing?Barry bellowed. Shaw cursed. He, my avatar, the only good thing in my world, silently took everything my men, my shields, had to offer. Then, he walked toward the door, toward me, to leave.My guys didn’t give him room to get near me. He glanced at me, and I stared at him, no feeling in my body, but a ringing in my ears. That expression crossed again.I felt ill. Even when bullets flew past my head last night, I had not felt like this.His eyes left mine, and he walked out. Walked away. I watched him disappear. Just as he had from that day when he had gotten in the cab, and I had told Barry to get me everything on Ralis.I watched him vanish from my sight.Barry caught me as the ground shifted.Shaw called for someone or something.I turned back to wh

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 sadness, a doubt.I pushed a little more. “When we talked, over the phone, you said you don’t want anybody to know.”He stared at me.“I thought that was kinda…,” I let my voice drift off. A look passed over his face, like it was about to twist but he had stopped it from doing so.I tilted my head to the side and gave a half-shrug, my move with Marcus when I wanted to get something that was not too serious, but that he was not so interested in giving.“If you need me, I’m here,” I said, with a small smile, holding his gaze. I gave it two seconds, then I turned toward the door.He grabbed my face and kissed me with the force of someone who hadn’t done i

Leon lived in the penthouse of an exclusive apartment complex. During my tour with his father the night before, I made a show of asking for his address from his father. He had shared it with me, but I already had the info.If the old man had refused, I would have gotten it from Adrian.The kid’s face flashed in my mind, and I buried it immediately.My focus was needed elsewhere.I drove into the gated complex and parked in the underground garage that served both residents and visitors.I took the elevator up to the lobby and gave my name at the desk. Less than a minute later, a very sexily dressed staff member came to me, a warm smile on her face.“Mr. Malroy?”I nodded, my eyes scanning the young lady reflexively.“This way please,” she remarked politely, as if I had not done anything rude or insulting.I straightened and closed my mouth.She was not in some ordinary uniform. She was dressed in a fitted, deep red dress that showed her long and very toned legs, and the full length of