rielle against the peeling paint of the corner wall. The sharp scent of

n up, pressing her spine flat against the plaster

nd. His rough thumb dragged slowly along her tigh

h people's money sure is easy to make,"he mocked, h

. Biting her lip, she slapped the check

ut of my life! I never wan

floorboards. Dickie looked down, let out a low sco

ten-million-dollar check

s being so generous, i

ted. Instead, a sour, hollow weight sank into her stomach. Last night's l

nking her soft body flush against his chest. "Since you paid such a hig

oving both palms aga

? Let go! The

ends," he murmured, lowering his head u

d dropped behind his back. In one desperate move, she yank

against Dickie's stomach. Her hands shook

ck

gun pressed into his abs, then raised

how to pull a tr

her voice to stay steady. She had watched him clean an

ppreciation crossing his dark pupils. Slowly, he raise

ht. Yo

ined on his chest, she backed up step by step until he

said coldly, reaching behind her with h

eaning lazily against the wall with his arms

you an entire armory

nd bolted out into the dim hallw

ful smirk vanished from Dickie's face,

low, the small figure in his oversized gray hoodie stumbled out

the blind snap shut. Reaching beneath the floorboards under the

eep, respectful voice a

re you a

onto the dusty nightstand before picking it back up and sliding it in

his men tearing the city apar

ray eyes turning lethal. "Send every file on the Mcclain

assign a detail to

s a finger on her..." Dickie paused, his fist clenching around the cheap plastic

apartment one last mocking glance, pulled open t