Claimed By the bad boy
The car waited, dark and imposing, and he climbed in, the city lights flashing across the polished hood.
Lewis and Carter sat behind him, expressionless, while Kade lit a cigar, the smoke curling in lazy spirals as he puffed out.
“Call him out,” Kade commanded softly, and Lewis nodded. Moments later, two men stepped out of a mansion gate, flanked by a politician whose eyes widened in instant recognition and horror.
“He’s here, boss,” Carter said, his voice low and calm.
The politician’s mouth opened, a gasp strangled in disbelief. His security tried to intervene, but Lewis shot their legs which immobilized them instantly, screaming no escape, no interference. Kade’s eyes glimmered with deadl
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