In Bed With The MC President
He stopped just a few feet away, close enough that I could smell his expensive cologne.
His eyes dropped to my trembling lips, then down to the slight, hidden curve of my stomach before rising back up to meet my tear-filled eyes.
"Yes, Mila." Aaron murmured. "I did it all."
A strangled sob tore its way out of my throat.
Ryan and Justin were out there right now, tearing the entire city apart. They were bleeding, starving and torturing men in the mud because they thought me and Aaron had been stolen by a rival syndicate.
And Aaron had orchestrated the entire nightmare just to steal me away.