Sold To The Graves Triplets
I saw Apollo’s eyes track the movement of my hips, and Atlas’s breath hitched behind me.
"If the launch is successful and the ball goes off without a hitch..." I paused, letting the silence stretch until the tension became physical. "I’ll find a way to reward my most loyal soldiers. All three of them."
"Is that a promise, Princess?" Apollo asked, his voice dropping an octave, sounding like velvet and gravel.
"It’s an incentive," I whispered, heading toward the door.
"Now, get the distributors on the line. I want the first batch of, let's call it MoonDrop for now, on the streets by Friday. We have a party to plan."
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