Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 87721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Dani isn’t scared either, which says a lot because the woman has a gun pointed at her chest. I could never convince her to go shoot with me when I was on leave, no matter how adamant I was that she should know how to protect herself, and here she is not even trembling as her life is threatened.
“What’s the move, boss,” the second Russian asks with irritation in his voice. Now this motherfucker is ready to spill some damn blood. He’s the unknown, the loose cannon that will cause problems.
Flynn inches forward while the man is distracted, but he stops in his tracks when I tilt my head.
“What do you say, Petrovich? You get the diamonds and end this shit today?”
It’s a ridiculous hope. We invaded this man’s privacy, stormed into his house and held his house staff hostage while we looked for my ex. I know that can’t go unpunished. Hell, I don’t know why bullets aren’t flying already, but I also know I have to try. Dani has made her bed, and on the plane ride over, I made peace with that. It’s Anna that I can’t stand to see hurt because of her friend’s bad choices in men.
“Niki,” Dani whispers, and I’ll be damned if she doesn’t have the angry Russian by the balls.
The longing in his gaze is almost enough to make me want to turn my head and give them some fucking privacy.
“The diamonds, Kitten,” he urges, but the threat in his tone speaks more of a cat-and-mouse game they’re both familiar with rather than anything else.
“I need them,” she argues. “You know I do.”
“And I needed you, lyubovnik. I think we’re both going to be disappointed.”
I cock an eye at Ignacio, but he’s focused on Petrovich’s back and doesn’t look my way. I’d bet money that it was a term of endearment.
I take a step forward, and the second Russian curses in his native tongue, aiming his gun from my chest to my forehead. “Boss?” Flynn grunts, but I simply shake my head.
My guys are nearly perfect aims, but this issue is bigger than the people in this room. Killing these two guys won’t end the problem. Other than the thug sent for Anna and the blood Dani spilled in regard to Nikolay, no loss of life has happened yet. There’s no telling the fallout if we drop these two fuckers here today. I imagine it would be catastrophic, and I’m not looking to put Anna in anymore danger than she’s already faced.
“The diamonds, Dani.”
My ex-wife snaps her eyes in my direction, and I gain Petrovich’s scrutiny as well.
“Kitten,” he urges, his eyes still locked on me.
“Get the man his belongings so they can be on their way.”
Anna trembles even harder when the second Russian seems to grow anxious as Dani crosses the room to the safe hidden behind a painting on the far wall.
She seems put out, agitated at having to relinquish her stolen spoils while her best friend is probably near a stroke due to fear. I can’t believe I ever thought I loved that woman. Life partner, my ass. If we had stayed together, Dani would’ve already sucked the life out of me. The only thing I regret about the entire relationship is taking so long to finally open my eyes.
I brush the back of my free hand against Anna’s arm and she startles with a gasp.
“Shh,” I urge. “It’s almost over.”
The fear in her eyes tells me she doesn’t believe me at all, and that fucking kills me. She isn’t meant for this type of life. She needs calm and serene. Hell, she deserves that and more.
“I assume this is the end of it?” I glance at Petrovich who can’t seem to take his eyes off Dani. “You won’t send someone else to hurt Anna?”
“I have no trouble with her or you,” Petrovich says, but he doesn’t make any promises about Dani.
I don’t know exactly how I feel about that, but I’m close to calling it a win. Then Flynn curses under his breath.
“Again, lyubovnik?” Petrovich lowers his gun, crossing one hand over his heart. “Won’t you ever learn?”
“Day slovo, boss, i ya broshu suku,” the second Russian hisses, his aim leaving my head and shifting to Dani on the other side of the room.
“Give the word, boss, and I’ll drop the bitch,” Ignacio whispers with a Russian accent. The man is a savant when it comes to language.
I take the opportunity to lower my own weapon and move Anna to the side. I may not be able to prevent something from happening to Dani, but I’ll be damned if Anna is hurt ever again because of her.
“Net, Ivan. Opusti oruzhiye.”
To my surprise Ivan lowers his weapon even though it looks like he’s biting the inside of his cheek hard enough to taste blood. He’s ready to kill Dani for her disrespect, but Nikolay won’t have it.